The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 2904: 2853 The cock crows in the middle of the night (1) (Additional update from leader magang111)

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"We still have a meeting so late?!" Director Zhou said immediately unhappily.

"There's nothing we can do, something happened in the obstetrics department is too big. The matter has just been resolved, and the supervision from the headquarters gave orders." The head nurse sighed, and habitually lowered her voice when talking about the obstetrics department.

Director Zhou didn't want to think too much. He just went there if the hospital had a meeting, and just brought an ear to listen.

When I arrived at the hospital, I changed into white clothes and went to the conference room with the head nurse.

When the vice president saw Director Zhou come in, he stood up politely, bowed and gave up his seat, and invited Director Zhou to come to the front.

Director Zhou has long been accustomed to these polite gestures over the years, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with them. Sitting in his seat, Director Zhou smiled and looked at the empty Mike in front of him.

I had a lot of meetings when I was working in a tertiary hospital, but I didn’t expect that private hospitals would also have meetings. It was so boring at the time, and I still have to have meetings even when I’m old.

Director Zhou showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Not long after, a middle-aged delicate woman in professional attire walked in accompanied by the dean Zhao Chengyin. With a frosty look on her face, she stood directly in front of the microphone without any courtesy.

After trying the wheat, she glanced around coldly, her eyes as cold as knives. Even Director Zhou felt a little uncomfortable. What was she trying to do

"Jinhai Kanghua Hospital has been in operation for one year and has handed over an unqualified report card." The woman did not introduce herself, but said coldly, "The director is responsible for this. Director Zhao, you yourself Do a review.”

Director Zhou frowned and looked at the woman who spoke, an unqualified report card? For a private hospital that has just started to operate, it would be incredible if it could do what 912 did. And if the technical power is not enough, does she still want to go to heaven

"Headquarters sent me here to supervise, and I also have a headache." The woman continued, "Look at what you are doing! All of them dress like dogs, and they only get paid and don't do any work!"

The woman cursed loudly, which made Director Zhou stupid.

"Only one department has achieved the performance appraisal. I have led the medical team for 20 years, and this is the first time I have seen a team like yours that can't support the wall!"

Director Zhou was in a daze, team! This concept in his mind is preoperative discussion, close cooperation during surgery, and meticulous postoperative management. But in the words of the woman on stage, it seemed like it had turned into a pyramid scheme.

"First, let's start with the marketing department." The woman's voice became colder and colder. She raised her head and said, "Marketing Department Manager, stand up."

"I am." A man in his thirties wearing a suit stood up.

"Do you know what the marketing department does!"

"..." The man in the suit lowered his head. He could tell that he was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to talk back. Having a quarrel with your wife is something you don't want to do anymore. If you quarrel with your boss, you don't want to do it anymore.

"Your marketing department has only brought in 22 patients this month. What the hell are you thinking! 22 people, such a huge operating cost, do you think it's just child's play?!"

"This month, everyone only gets a basic salary of 500 yuan. If they fail to pass the performance appraisal, all bonuses will be cancelled."

"Uh..." The man in the suit looked at the woman in surprise, "We have worked hard to place advertisements in newspapers and other print media, and we have also prepared some fans for summer..."

"It's winter, why are you talking to me about summer! Your mother taught you how to fan yourself in winter? You've been pretending to be a human being for decades, you're tired, right?" The woman started to scold people in an angry tone.

The whole audience was stunned. Director Zhou quickly controlled his emotions. Don't work here for a few days and get a heart attack. It's not worth it.

It has nothing to do with him, it doesn't matter, Director Zhou comforted himself.

"Supervisor, we..."

"Don't explain. Explanation is just a cover-up." The woman's cold voice echoed in the conference room, "How does our company run and how do we make money for you idiots? The marketing department can't catch patients, so you still expect to get them?" Bonus? If it weren’t for humanitarian reasons, I wouldn’t even be able to get a basic salary.”

"..." The man in the suit broke into cold sweat immediately.

"Wear perfume when you have money, put on toilet water when you don't have money, and forget about bonuses. I stress again, what I say is the final decision. If you are not satisfied, you can leave immediately. No one will keep you."

"This is the imperial capital. There are tens of millions of floating people here. This is the best market. I didn't expect that a group of idiots would do this. It really makes me sad." The woman looked at the marketing manager coldly, like a knife.

"I won't say more about the management rules. If you fail to meet the target next month, you will all get lost. Now I will give you direct directions. Don't think about it. Just follow it."

"First, your marketing department is responsible for the hospital's new media and the updating of WeChat ID and Weibo content. Weibo is managed by the headquarters, so you know how well your WeChat account is operated!"

"Second, there is absolutely zero cooperation with other companies. Takeaways and express delivery are all filled with advertisements. Do you still need to teach me about this?"

"Third, our company does not have a publicity department, and the marketing department is responsible for everything. This is to avoid a bloated organization and overstaffed situation. We distribute the hospital's promotional materials in communities and streets, and find ways to provide information to patients in the hospital. Distribute disease popularization pamphlets.”

"This is the most basic thing. Have you done it?" The woman's expression did not change at all, cold and stiff. Every word she spoke was like a bullet that directly hit the heart of the man in the suit.

"But... it's winter now..." The man in the suit tried to argue.

"Winter? Then don't come to work." The woman scolded, "How dare you tell me about winter when you only know the fans used in summer? Your publicity work is quite inadequate. Every community has to go viral. marketing."

"As the person in charge, you take the lead and lead the medical staff to go to grassroots communities to provide free clinics, and provide services and assistance to the medical staff."

"This is just the beginning. If you don't do anything, is your marketing department useful? Looking at your excited face, it looks like you drank urine sugar. Do you have the energy to use it with patients? Don't smile at me, it looks disgusting."

As soon as he said this, Director Zhou almost laughed.

This was the first time I heard someone curse someone so sinisterly. This guy is really not that simple. It looks like he has been around in a frying pan for a few times. He is awesome! sharp!

"Besides, don't accept all patients, we have a scope of diagnosis and treatment. Let me ask you, which patient is the most valuable?" the woman looked at the marketing manager and asked.

“…”

"MB, who gave you the lessons when you joined the company?!" the woman yelled.