San Diego.
Sheriff Doyle had just arrived at the police station and noticed sothing was amiss.
While he was puzzled, a voice called out to him.
"Is it Sheriff Doyle?"
"Oh... Hank, it’s you."
A policeman appeared in front of Doyle, but this officer was a bit different from the usual ones.
The man called Hank was wearing a bulletproof vest with DEA written on the back.
There are many types of police in the United States, and the letters DEA signify that they are: drug enforcent agents.
Do not underestimate them; not every city in All Arica has one.
There are only 21 branches, in 21 cities.
And the San Diego DEA is a very important branch.
The reason is simple, it is the front line of drug enforcent in the United States.
Doyle knew this person; he was called Hank North.
His position was Deputy Captain of the San Diego Rapid Response Team.
From a rank perspective, he and Doyle were about the sa.
But, after all, he was DEA; in so cases, Doyle had to listen to Hank.
They knew each other before, but now, Hank’s face was stern.
"Previously, you were investigating the Bella Clan case, right?"
"That’s right."
"Then, please hand over the related materials to us."
Upon hearing this, Doyle was instantly a bit unhappy.
"Why? That case is already closed."
"You know the rumor, right? That there’s a batch of top-quality goods..."
"Sorry, I don’t know."
Doyle had to deny it, as he was just an ordinary police officer.
And Hank smiled, "No worries, just hand over the materials to us."
Doyle couldn’t refuse, so he just smiled and asked.
"The Bella Clan is dead, what goods could there possibly be?"
Hank replied as if he were casually speaking.
"Many people are saying they brought a batch of the best goods. We also thought it was a rumor before.
But a couple of days ago, soone showed up at our DEA, and he had that batch of goods."
"What?" Doyle was truly shocked.
"And I’ve also heard, it seems a police officer is secretly investigating this case."
Hank’s words were indeed implying sothing.
Doyle’s expression changed instantly; he smiled and ordered soone to get the materials.
Hank didn’t say much.
After sending Hank off, Doyle locked himself in The Office.
He permitted no one to disturb him.
His eyes darkened as he realized that the matter of that batch of goods.
had already been exposed.
In fact, he had been trying hard to cover up the Monroe Clinic case.
Fortunately, nothing was discovered at the ti, or it would have attracted the DEA sooner.
Given the current situation...
Doyle had to speed up his actions.
He needed to find that batch of goods before the DEA!
...
Los Angeles.
UCLA dical Center.
Professor Hansen was quite at leisure today, sitting in his office.
On his notebook computer, a video was playing.
"Laparoscopic liver transplantation, this is definitely a major breakthrough in liver transplant surgery!"
In the video was a very famous doctor.
The authority in liver transplantation in Arica, John Fung.
This dical giant is, of course, also Chinese.
In fact, many renowned doctors in Arica are Chinese.
Huang Xinxiang, as well as this John Fung, and many others in the field of dicine, are even at the pinnacle.
The dical talents of the Chinese are truly enviable...
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted Hansen’s thoughts.
"Co in."
"Professor, did you call ?"
It was Sidney who ca in, and Hansen motioned her to sit in front of him.
"Have you been busy lately?"
This question from Professor Hansen made Sidney a bit surprised.
But she still answered truthfully.
"Not really busy."
Upon hearing this, Hansen smiled and said, "How about I give you an interesting task?"
Sidney frowned, "What task?"
Hansen moved the mouse and then turned the notebook computer around.
"Beautiful Suffering?"
Sidney couldn’t help but read the headline on this webpage.
Actually, she had heard about this reality show before.
Zhou Mo Sen was involved in a show? Surely it’s an advertisent!
At this mont, Sidney hadn’t realized that the program itself was planned by Zhou Mo Sen.
"You’ve heard of it too?" Hansen asked.
"Of course, but why bring it up to , Professor? Isn’t this just a reality show?"
Sidney’s point was simple.
This show has nothing to do with .
But Professor Hansen laughed, "There’s a reason, as you know, costic surgery requires psychological screening, and for safety’s sake, it’s best to do so physical checks as well.
And for this part... I think you could participate a bit."
"?"
Sidney was incredulous, her eyes wide open.
What does this have to do with ?
Plus, you ntioned psychological screening, so go find a psychologist.
As for the physical examination, any doctor can do it, right?
Hansen saw this and smiled even more.
"Actually, it was the KNBC production team that found our hospital, and the hospital believes this is a good opportunity; there’s no harm in participating.
As for the candidate, I think you’re the most suitable."
Sidney imdiately understood, "Just because of my past relationship with Zhou Mo Sen?"
These words made Professor Hansen smile a bit embarrassedly.
"Since you know, there’s no need for to explain further."
Indeed!
Sidney was angry, "I have no interest in this show!"
Her attitude was very firm.
But Hansen regretfully said, "Really? Are you sure?"
"I’m sure!" She emphasized again.
"Alright then, help recomnd soone, but tell them that the production team offers thirty thousand US Dollars per episode."
Thirty thousand an episode?!
Sidney’s expression changed instantly.
From an inco perspective, the average inco of an Arican doctor in 2002 was around 200,000.
This is the average, and Sidney was still just a rising star at the mont.
She made about a little over a hundred thousand US Dollars annually.
Indeed, it’s a bit below the average.
But this inco was already very high in Arican society.
The 2003 data hadn’t co out yet, but it would definitely increase.
However!
Arican reality shows are typically produced by season.
A season approximately makes 11 to 13 episodes.
One episode a week.
And even at eleven episodes...
That’s 330,000 US Dollars!
This was already more than Sidney’s earnings of two years or so.
In recording such shows, doctors’ scenes wouldn’t be much.
She wouldn’t have to spend much ti.
Sidney’s countenance...
Professor Hansen keenly noticed her change.
He smiled and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Sidney was a bit embarrassed, but she could also see that Professor Hansen was definitely intentional.
"Why didn’t you say so earlier? If I had known the TV Station offers that much, I would have..."
Forget it, considering they’re offering so much.
Professor Hansen laughed heartily, "That’s more like it; that so-called ex-boyfriend isn’t as important as Franklin."
This Franklin refers to the one printed on the hundred-dollar green tickets.
Hansen ant to strive for one’s career and make more money.
Sidney also knew it was for her own good, and perhaps through this show, she could let go of her past.
However, she was a bit curious.
"Professor, can I ask you sothing?"
"Go ahead."
"Do you know how much Zhou Mo Sen will get?"
This question put Professor Hansen in a bit of a dilemma.
"What if I say I don’t know?"
Sidney looked unconvinced, saying, "When the TV station told you my fee, I trust you must have asked the sa question."
This saying was very apt, aning Hansen would have asked then as well.
Knowing he couldn’t hide from Sidney, Hansen reluctantly said:
"Zhou Mo Sen is getting about 100,000 to 150,000 US Dollars per episode."
Sidney had expected Zhou Mo Sen to earn more than her.
But she didn’t expect it to be that much more!
At eleven episodes, he’d earn at least 1.1 million!
As for the 150,000, it might be tied to viewership ratings.
But thinking about this was futile.
Sidney made up her mind.
This ti, regardless of the ex-boyfriend, she’d focus solely on making money.
In truth, Sidney didn’t know.
When the TV station talked to Professor Hansen, they set a condition.
Can they find a current acquaintance of Zhou Mo Sen, after all, Dr. Zhou graduated from UCLA School of dicine.
This could enhance the show’s buzz.
Hansen naturally recomnded Sidney.
The TV station wouldn’t shortchange Hansen for this recomndation either.
These details, Sidney naturally didn’t know.
Nor did the female doctor know that KNBC had already handed Zhou Mo Sen a check for 200,000.
After all, the show itself was Dr. Zhou’s idea.
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