How much trust and familiarity does it take to say something like this to a manufacturer's salesperson.
Soon, Director Zhou finished brushing his hands and started disinfecting. The equipment nurse prepared the necessary things and walked out.
The airtight lead door is closed and the operation begins again.
"Xiao Feng, who is Professor Mu?" Manager Tang asked.
"A professor from Pengcheng wants Zheng...Mr. Zheng's time to confirm whether he can fly there today. Air China has a flight and the time is just right. I'll tell Professor Mu."
"Huh? Didn't you book the flight?"
"Professor Mu said he booked the flight tickets." Feng Xuhui said with a smile: "I told Professor Mu that he said that Boss Zheng didn't want the money for flying knives. He would be a little embarrassed if he didn't take the flight tickets."
"You..." Manager Tang couldn't understand this unusual business model at all.
At this time, shouldn't he be a salesperson serving Boss Zheng personally, like a secretary or assistant, helping Boss Zheng buy air tickets or something
But this is also the job of the secretary. Contacting the professors in Pengcheng is done by the little manager in front of me.
What exactly is going on
"I told Professor Mu several times, and he said that if he kept nagging, the time for the consumables to enter the hospital would be delayed. I had no choice but to agree." Feng Xuhui was a little nervous and talked too much.
It had only been more than half a year since he graduated and started working. Judging from his age, he was still a graduate. He was nervous for a while and didn't think much about it.
Manager Tang burst into tears when he heard this.
What a great boss, why can’t I meet him
"Are you going to follow too?"
"Well, our chairman said that all the achievements that Mr. Zheng mentioned are mine. Mr. Zheng said that I don't have to worry about it, but... I'm a little embarrassed, so I think I'd better buy a plane ticket and go with him. "Feng Xuhui said shyly.
The smile on Manager Tang's face was stiff, and his heart was completely broken.
What the hell, all the good things, why did this boy catch up? Not to mention Pengcheng, 912 and Didu Hepatobiliary Surgery alone can foresee at least dozens of tip surgeries a month in the future, with annual sales of around 10 million.
Just the commission is enough to get you.
Moreover, the implicit meaning behind the obedient words should be that Boss Zheng is still staking his claim. I don’t know how many hospitals can be included...
In short, the imperial capital Gandan has been turned into someone else's territory by those who want to squander the land.
This... is all the country I won through my own hard work.
The more I think about it, the more jealous I become. When did doing business become so easy
"The most annoying thing about accompanying the bosses is drinking. Manager Feng, how do you drink?" Manager Tang's mind froze and he casually spoke his mind.
"Mr. Zheng doesn't drink, and rarely goes out to eat. The last time I ate, I still went with him, and everything..."
When Feng Xuhui talked about going to have an outdoor barbecue, Manager Tang felt a river of sadness in his heart.
This kind of boss is not only good, he is simply too good.
Generally speaking, going out to eat, especially when the boss has huge traffic, is a nightmare for sales staff. Not only was he busy with other things, but he also had to drink with him all the way, but he couldn't be drunk and passed out in the end.
After all, you still have to pay for the meal.
Why have I never met such a boss before? This guy's life is really good. Manager Tang looked at Feng Xuhui's slightly immature face and unintentional words, and the little flame of jealousy in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
This kid usually does nothing, just follows Boss Zheng and picks up heads.
And he was one of the heads picked up.
Being harvested by others, no one knows that they exist.
This is a complete violent crushing, the kind that has no suspense.
Manager Tang's facial muscles couldn't help but tremble a few times. He stood up and said something casually before running away.
If we continue talking, I'm afraid I might have a heart attack.
People are really different.
This is fate.
…
The surgery went smoothly.
Zhou Chunyong's own level is extremely high, only slightly lower than Professor Rudolf Wagner who just came to China.
After all, he is the chief director of a local specialized hospital like Imperial Capital. Those with poor standards have long been squeezed out, so how can they stand firm.
And his attitude was very correct, even Zheng Ren felt a little embarrassed.
Zhou Chunyong learned quickly. When the third operation began, there was little chance of knocking out the hemostatic forceps.
The operation time has also been reduced from forty to fifty minutes to about thirty minutes.
Zhou Chunyong didn't eat lunch and had been undergoing surgery. Zhou Chunyong didn't feel hungry or tired. He seemed to have returned to the time when he was in his prime and full of vitality twenty years ago.
This surgery was really enjoyable! The more Zhou Chunyong did it, the happier he became, and he even regretted that he shouldn't have found so many patients whose surgeries were broadcast live.
But this thought was just a fleeting thought. Boss Zheng had a need and couldn't just do it by himself.
And as you become more proficient, you can see more tricks by watching Boss Zheng’s surgery.
The first live broadcast surgery, Zhou Chunyong served as Zheng Ren’s assistant.
With him at his side, he had the best view, watching Zheng Ren perform the operation, and suddenly felt a little confused in his heart.
The first time I saw Boss Zheng doing tips surgery, I thought it was incredible. After thinking about it over and over, I felt that there was a trick, and as long as I mastered it, I could do this.
Later, I went to 912 to study, and I was impressed that Boss Zheng not only had a high level of intervention, but also had an extremely high level of general surgery.
The dissection makes people feel like they are back in college, watching a teacher doing a good job of separating local tissue structures.
At that time, I felt that the gap between myself and Boss Zheng was not just a secret. The gap is huge, really huge.
But today, with the beating of Boss Zheng's on-site hemostatic forceps, I finally learned how to perform tips surgery.
But when Zhou Chunyong watched Zheng Ren perform live surgery in person, he felt a sense of despair for no reason.
The gap in technical level between him and Zheng Ren turned out to be so great that he was not even aware of it before.
As a veteran expert, Zhou Chunyong did not think so.
But it happened to me.
From the beginning, I thought that the difference was only one technical key. Later, I felt that Boss Zheng was ahead of me with his interdisciplinary anatomy level. Now, after understanding the tip surgery, I suddenly discovered that the level gap between myself and Boss Zheng...
A full light-year.
"Live broadcast of the surgery, don't be distracted." Zheng Ren touched Zhou Chunyong in a trance with his elbow and reminded him in a low voice.
Zhou Chunyong shuddered and immediately concentrated.
This is a live broadcast of the surgery, and the assistant's status will also appear in front of interventional doctors across the country and even the world.
Don't show your face and show your butt to others.