He calmly calmed down his thoughts and touched her face with his dry palms.
"Don't say sorry between husband and wife. Take a good rest after you go back."
"Ah, you too… "
Yan Nian left again.
Jiang Beiyuan stood alone, squinting his deep peach blossom eyes.
The red car gradually disappeared from his sight, hiding without a trace.
The boring ringtone of his cell phone brought him back from his thoughts.
It was Zhang Fan calling.
Zhang Fan went straight to the point and apologized to Jiang Beiyuan, saying that he drank too much and talked nonsense that day, and asked him not to mind.
Jiang Beiyuan said, "We are all brothers, I don't mind."
The clear voice is like the clear breeze and bright moon, simply harmless and innocent.
Zhang Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief!
"Hey, let me just say you don't mind, hahaha! Fatty still insists on asking me to call you to apologize. Why am I wondering how your dignified boss can be so stingy, right? Hahaha!"
Zhang Fan was explaining himself, feeling embarrassed as he spoke.
What's more, even though he was "hahaha" like a fool here, Jiang Beiyuan didn't say a word.
In the end, Zhang Fan couldn't laugh anymore and was a little short of breath. Hahaha turned into gurgling.
Jiang Beiyuan stopped talking nonsense with him, hung up Zhang Fan's phone number, and dialed Wang Shuang's number instead.
…
The next day.
Central hospital.
Just after seven o'clock after the morning meeting, Zhang Fan followed Wang Shuang and stumbled into Wang Shuang's office.
"Dean Wang..."
Two days ago, Wang Shuang was promoted from director to vice president.
The position of chief of surgery is still vacant.
Zhang Fan was ready to act on this, and smiled flatteringly at Wang Shuang, "Look, I gave you all the relevant materials yesterday. Is the promotion to director settled?"
"Xiao Zhang,"
Wang Shuang sat on the office chair and looked up at Zhang Fan in front of her.
Zhang Fan kept his smile as bright as a flower and narrowed his eyes. "Dean Wang, you have something to give me. I'll listen carefully!"
"Is such that,"
Wang Shuang shook the pen in his hand and turned it around and around.
"Originally, I planned to give you my former position as director. You are diligent and honest, and more importantly, you have been working in our central hospital for eight years and are a veteran cadre..."
Before he finished speaking, his hand shook and the pen fell to the ground.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Zhang Fan bent down to pick up the pen for Wang Shuang and presented it respectfully with both hands, as diligently and carefully as an ancient eunuch presenting a memorial to the emperor.
Wang Shuang took the pen and changed the subject:
"It's true that you have been working for eight years, but look at your current licking-dog virtues. As the saying goes, lick the dog, lick the dog. You will lick the dog until you have nothing left. As a doctor, you have to give it up. Come on, have some backbone and don't be so attentive to people with higher positions than you!"
Zhang Fan: “…”
Wang Shuang didn't want to look at his bitter face, so she waved her hand irritably, "Okay, you can go back. I'll think about the matter of being promoted to director. After all, you still need to hone in some aspects!"
"Wait a minute, Dean!"
No matter how stupid Zhang Fan is, he is not stupid enough to be ignorant.
"Dean, did that fellow Jiangbeiyuan tell you something?"
"Can you please stop being so narrow-minded? What does it have to do with Xiao Jiang? If you had some of Xiao Jiang's unyielding masculinity, I wouldn't have to worry so much about you!"
Zhang Fan pursed his lips: "No, Dean..."
(End of chapter)