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Chapter 679 Dangerous Underground Racing

 Professor Dewey nodded repeatedly when he heard this:

"Chen, that's good. As we all know, head and face plastic surgery for burn patients is a very complex and difficult operation. Just a skin grafting operation can stump most plastic surgeons. This is much more difficult than organ correction. It seems that you are doing this this time. The ISAPS conference can steal the show again.”

Chen Qi chuckled and asked in a low voice: "Professor Dewey, I heard that you might be elected as the president of the new ISAPS society?"

Professor Hashimoto Ken also listened attentively at this time and whispered: "Yes, Professor Dewey, I heard about it too. When you become the president, you can't forget us old friends."

 Professor Dewey is still very easy-going in private, and his personal relationship with Chen Qi is very good.

 Chen Qi was immediately expelled from the FSSH Society after the focus of his clinical work shifted. However, he still remained a director of the ICPF Society. He was able to continue to earn money from plastic surgery thanks to the help of Professor Dewey, who is the president.

"OK, now everyone is on their own. I also revealed that if nothing else happens, I will be the president of the first ISAPS society. Although I can't guarantee that the committees will be elected vice presidents, I will try my best to hold this director position. Help you fight for it.”

Like an emperor and a courtier, Professor Dewey also hopes that there will be more old colleagues in the new society, so as to ensure that his authority will not be challenged, and the two parties will hit it off, which will be beneficial to everyone.

"But you'd better be prepared. This conference is formed by the merger of major and small medical societies. The competition is still very fierce. It's best if you all come up with the latest results to speak at the conference, so that I can help you run the society. director."

Hashimoto Ken was a bit of a thief. He glanced at Chen Qi and said guiltily:

“I have prepared a paper on tubular rhinoplasty, in which several new surgical procedures have been announced, ahem, but this is a joint topic between me and Dr. Chen Qi, this and this…”

When Professor Dewey and the others heard this, they thought to themselves that this little Japanese professor is really shameless. How could you use a joint paper between the two of them?

 In fact, Chen Qi didn't mind. Professor Hashimoto still helped him book many flying knife surgeries in Japan. The flying knife fees earned here alone are already 2 million US dollars.

 What does a little tubular nose paper mean?

So just when Chen Qi was about to speak, he was immediately interrupted by Professor Hashimoto Ken, who felt guilty. He thought that Chen Qi would raise objections, and since he had no other weighty papers, it would be very bad if he could not be elected as a director. .

"Well, Chen Sang, I happened to apply for a project on burn plastic surgery. It was originally planned for the two of us to cooperate, but since I took advantage of the tubular nose, I will give this burn project to you. I won't Participate in the sharing.”

 Chen Qi was pleasantly surprised when he heard this. He was still worried about the excessive debt due to the burn surgery surgery. He was so sleepy that he gave me a pillow.

 “Professor Hashimoto, this, how can this be so embarrassing, haha.”

East Asia is a Confucian cultural circle, and they like to use hypocritical polite words. If Chen Qi communicates with Westerners, he will definitely use it to you, and he will not be polite.

"Hey, Chen Sang, we are all old friends. There is no need to be so polite. I have applied for 1 million US dollars in funding for this project for a period of two years. Later I will transfer to the Vietnam-China Hospital in the name of cooperation between the two hospitals. How to use the allocation? It’s all up to Chen Sang’s arrangement.”

 Everyone present is an old fox, and they understand that this is an exchange of interests between Hashimoto Ken, which is also a very common thing in the academic circle, as long as both parties are willing to do so.

Of course, if one party feels it is unfair, then things will get serious.

Scandals like academic fraud are often caused by uneven distribution of benefits and are caused by insiders themselves. Otherwise, how can outsiders get the original data?

 One million U.S. dollars is not a big sum in the eyes of Professor Dewey, but for Chen Qi, the "poor dean", it is definitely a timely help.

 Professor Dewey turned to look at Chen Qi: "Chen, have you prepared a new topic for your speech this time?"

 “Don’t worry, Professor, I have a new topic.”

 Chen Qi was prepared. This time he prepared the surgical information of the young patient Song Yanzi.

 Plastic repair after burns is not only complicated, but also costs a lot of money.

 So Ding Xinjuan’s facial burns were only treated conservatively. In the future, scar tissue will cover most of her face, and it will inevitably look ugly.

The same goes for Lu Wenjie and Wang Chuanbing, the two master workers at the Yue Steel Plant. Chen Qi did not spend a lot of time on plastic surgery, but only planned to focus on rehabilitation exercises and functional recovery.

But the child Song Yanzi is different. She is only 6 years old this year and has a long life ahead of her. If she had had a burned face since she was a child, her life would have been completely ruined.

 So Chen Qi put a lot of effort into repairing the skin after burns, and secretly put a lot of money into it himself, trying to make it as perfect as possible.

Just before he came to Hong Kong, he got a hint from Professor Dewey, asking him to come up with a lecture on plastic surgery.

So Chen Qi made plastic surgery and repair after burns the topic of his speech at this society to gain leverage for himself to become a director of the ISAPS society.

Dewey was relieved when he heard that Chen Qi was ready. He patted him on the shoulder and said:

“OK, we made a special trip to the police station tonight, should you take us to a bar to relax?”

“No problem, Mr. Chen will pay for everyone tonight, let’s go to Lan Kwai Fong~~~”

On this night, while Chen Qi was at Huatian Bar, a group of young people gathered at a roadside parking lot on Shek O Road in the southern district of Hong Kong Island and were holding a small party.

 Shek O Road is located on the east side of Hong Kong Island. It is a coastal road along the mountains. It has only two lanes and the road surface is very narrow. If two buses meet, they must be careful to merge. Not only is it narrow, but it is also very winding, with mountains on one side and the sea on the other. Few people except locals take this road, and it is also the most hated road by taxi drivers in Hong Kong.

 But it is such a "dangerous road" that has become the favorite holy place of the drag racing party.

 Because this is not only a natural track, but it is also remote enough that the police hardly come to patrol, so you can do whatever you want without fear of a fine.

Every night when the crowds are off the beaten track, drag racing parties from all over Hong Kong gather together, including those driving motorcycles and those driving various modified racing cars.

These are almost all the second generations of various families. They usually have money and leisure, and like to look for excitement.

 With Chow Yun-fat, a movie star who was born in the slums of Lamma Island, busy filming movies every day to make money, who would have the spare time to play racing? Xiangjiang is one of the cities with the largest gap between rich and poor in the world.

Tonight, five modified Ferrari sports cars were parked in a straight line, and a group of boys and girls gathered around to chat, holding wine bottles in their hands.

"Nao, let's make a deal first. Today we will run a loop along Shi'ao Road. The total distance is about 25 kilometers. Whoever comes first will be the champion. Come on, come on. Let's play and place bets."

The speaker was Zhou Baoquan, the third son of the Zhou Group and the initiator of this racing.

"One million Hong Kong dollars per person, right? Winner takes all? It's such a small game, okay, I, Zhang Weibo, will follow, Wei Zai, what do you say?"

Hold a wine bottle in one hand and hug a modern girl in the other is the second son of Xinlongxing.

Ke Rongwei kissed the female companion next to him and smiled indifferently:

“Isn’t it just 1 million Hong Kong dollars? My mommy gives me a monthly allowance and I have to add a few zeros at the end. It’s not a big deal, so I’ll follow.”

Zhou Baoquan frowned after hearing this and said worriedly:

"Wei Zai, I think you can forget it. You are the only child of your Ke family. Racing is still dangerous. Someone fell into the sea last month. I'm afraid that my second uncle will break our legs when he finds out, so you still do it. Let’s judge.”

Ke Rongwei felt unhappy after hearing this:

"Brother Quan, you look down on me. I just bought this Ferrari F40 for racing. The modification fee alone cost 1 million Hong Kong dollars. How could I just forget about it? Everyone is just playing for fun and not taking it seriously. Wait. I won money and treated everyone to a late-night snack."

Zhang Weibo and others were also cheering nearby: "That's right, Brother Quan, don't be such a spoiler when you come out to play."

Zhou Baoquan didn't give any advice after hearing this. We were all young people, and he was not our father, so there was no need to say too much.

“Then, everyone, get on the bus, A Biao, you will send the signal to start the car later.”

 “Oh~~~Get in the car~~~”

“Today I am going to kill everyone and show you what the Flash is~~~~”

“This year’s new sports car won’t be able to outrun you guys~~~~”

A group of young people got into the car. Zhou Baoquan was the last one in the queue. After seeing everyone get on the car, he also got into his sports car and fastened his seat belt.

The first car in the queue is Ke Rongwei's limited edition red Ferrari F40. The naked car price is 4 million Hong Kong dollars, plus 1 million modification fees. This price is more than enough to buy a Rolls-Royce.

Ke Rongwei is the only son of Ke Chengji, the young owner of Haoji Real Estate. He has 30 billion Hong Kong dollars. Buying a sports car is as easy as buying a pack of cigarettes.

 All five sports cars started, and the engines made a rumbling roar. Fortunately, it was a mountainous area. If they were in the urban area, they would be accused of disturbing the residents.

The referee asked the driver of each car in turn: "Are you all ready?"

Ke Rongwei touched the thigh of the female companion next to him and shouted: "OK~~~"

Okay, 3, 2, 1, when the indicator light in the referee's hand changed from red to green, the five cars rushed out instantly.

Ke Rongwei was participating in a racing car in the circle, and because it was a new car, he was extremely excited. While screaming, he stepped on the accelerator and flew out like a rocket in an instant.

The first 5 kilometers went quite smoothly, but at 6 to 10 kilometers there were continuous sharp turns and downhill roads, and experienced drivers would slow down a little.

But Ke Rongwei was so excited that he didn't care. He kicked the floor oil and threw away his companions behind him, and whizzed away all the way.

But he didn’t know that the God of Death had quietly followed the young master of the Ke family...

 (End of this chapter)