"Hello, Boss Zheng." Lin Ge walked to the office and saw Zheng Ren sitting inside, with a heartfelt smile on his face and strode in.
Zhao Wenhua was stunned, was he trying to suppress his ambition first? But this smile is too exaggerated.
He felt that the script had exceeded his design.
Zheng Ren stood up, looking at Lin Ge helplessly with a confused look on his face. Zhao Wenhua felt contempt in his heart. He had been coming to 912 for so long, and he didn't even know the department heads of the agency. How low does this emotional intelligence have to be? For this kind of person, there is no natural reason for him not to die.
"Director Lin, you have some free time today." Su Yun said with a smile.
"Director Lin, hello." Zheng Ren immediately stretched out his hand, the expression on his face a little more lively.
"The director is the director elsewhere. I am the deputy director. Just call me Brother Lin." Lin Ge said with a smile.
His name is very advantageous, and he was like this when he was in school. However, this kind of homophonic joke is a bit too unserious to make in this situation.
Lin Ge re-examined Zheng Ren and told a joke to build a relationship.
"Isn't this Director Kong going to Director Ye to make a record that you are going to the Mayo Clinic for a flying knife? I'm here to see what I can do." Lin Ge said.
"Just let me know. It would be great if I went, so why don't you give me a ride?" Su Yun said to one side.
Zhao Wenhua was stunned.
What type of situation is this
The truth is like a wild horse that runs away from the reins. The horse's hoof hit Zhao Wenhua in the face, almost knocking him unconscious.
Heading to the Mayo Clinic for surgery? Director Kong went to the medical office in person to register? No, why would the Mayo Clinic invite Zheng Ren for surgery
The nostrils of those people were turned upward, and the contempt among their peers was at its peak. Not to mention domestically, even among internationally renowned hospitals, Mayo rarely hires people to perform surgeries.
The number one in the world is not for nothing.
As for Ringer, he came here just to flatter him, not... Zhao Wenhua's chest felt tight, and blood surged in his chest.
"Now the hospital requires the institution to be a service-oriented institution, to provide clinical services and solve practical clinical difficulties and needs. Boss Zheng, I can't let you do it yourself." Lin Ge said with a smile.
He didn't know who Su Yun was, so the person he spoke to always centered around Zheng Ren. But Ringer noticed that since he entered the room, Xiao Wang, the clerk next to him, had a look of excitement on his face.
The squirming smell emanating from her body was full of sour and sweet, like first love.
Lin Ge already had a rough guess in his mind that the mole was Xiao Wang! But is this important? Not important at all.
Fortunately, Xiao Wang did not do anything wrong.
But this young man is really handsome. It would be a pity to stay in the hospital. Anyone who joins any boy band will be a popular celebrity.
What do you think? Why are you staying in the hospital just to deceive people
Lin Ge exchanged a few words with Zheng Ren with a smile, and then was pushed to Su Yun's side.
All the administrative work was left to Su Yun, so that Zheng Ren could save worry and effort.
Su Yun spoke very politely to Ling Ge, but the more he spoke like this, the more Ling Ge felt a chill on the back of his neck.
The document pressed underneath should have been written by this handsome young man. What a despicable person, you have to be careful when dealing with him, Lin Ge thought to himself.
Zhao Wenhua stood at the door and heard everything clearly.
It turned out that the Mayo Clinic really came to Zheng Ren for surgery, and the medical office really came to work on site to "solve problems" for Zheng Ren.
All this is completely different from what I imagined.
Zhao Wenhua felt bitter for a while and simply turned around and left.
The moment he turned his head, he seemed to see Su Yun looking at him, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was telling himself that you are lucky this time.
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Director Ye looked through the printed documents thoughtfully.
Looking out the window, the weather is really nice today, with blue sky and white clouds. I'm afraid it will get hotter soon. My English has been abandoned for a long time, and it is really difficult to read such a document. If you find time, you should make up for it.
After a long time, Director Ye stood up, left the office, and went upstairs to Vice President Yuan's office.
There were two more department directors waiting to report to Vice President Yuan. Director Ye greeted them with a smile.
"Director Ye, you are here to report on your work. Come on, you first." The director of the Department of Neurology said with a smile.
For the Medical Office, all clinical departments have a respectful and distant heart.
"It's okay, let's line up together." Director Ye was in a good mood.
"Is this a happy event?" I usually see Director Ye with a gloomy face. After all, the clinical department and the medical office mostly deal with medical disputes. It's strange that Director Ye's face looks good.
But today, every wrinkle on his face is filled with happiness and joy.
"This is not because Boss Zheng of the Interventional Department was invited by the Mayo Clinic to perform an operation. I will report to the leader." Director Ye gently shook the printing paper in his hand, which was full of English words, highlighting Another kind of temperament.
"Mayo Clinic?" The director of the neurology department was startled.
This is a type that I have heard of but never seen.
Everyone knows about the Mayo Clinic, but the Mayo Clinic certainly doesn’t know about them.
Going to Mayo for surgery? Director Ye, are you sure you are not joking
However, the director of the Department of Neurology did not dare to say this. He could only smile and said: "This is a big deal for you, first come, first served."
Director Ye was no longer polite, stood in front and said with a smile: "Lao Kong's eyes are so bright, he dug up a treasure."
"That's all in the past. Now Boss Zheng is our 912 person. During the earthquake relief work, he wore military uniforms and rushed to the front line. He shed blood and made sacrifices." The director of neurology said, "Why in other places? The hospital didn't get an invitation from Mayo, but we were invited when we came to 912. Isn't it because Director Ye and the hospital leaders paid attention to it?"
These words were a bit false, but they were more in line with Director Ye's state of mind. They chatted for a while, and the director reporting the work came out, and Director Ye walked in with a smile.
Seeing Director Ye grinning from ear to ear, the director who had just come out was a little confused. Why was Director Ye, who had always had a cold face, so happy today
Does the sun rise from the west
Seeing Director Ye walk in and close the door, the director who just came out asked, "What's going on?"
"Boss Zheng, who was recruited by Intervention Co., Ltd., is going to Mayo Clinic for a flying knife. This is why Director Ye is here to report to the hospital." The director of the Department of Neurology said.
Jealousy and envy were mixed in his tone, and his heart was not as calm as it seemed.
"I'm going to... Mayo Clinic? Is it true? I met Boss Zheng once in the cafeteria. He's quite a young man. I thought Lao Kong was recruiting an apprentice and he wanted to train him well, but I didn't expect it to be true. Dig up a big tree!”