"Director Yang, I naturally don't want to leave. There are leaders like Director Yang and a group of kind colleagues here. I am very happy here, really happy.

But I am worried that some things are not something you and I can decide.

After all, we are all Communists!" Zhang Yan could only remind Director Yang in this way.

He really doesn't want to go to any Chinese medicine college now.

It's too dangerous outside, and it's still safe in Red Star Hospital. He doesn't want to be a high-ranking official or a professor. He just wants to stay there for more than ten or twenty years before talking about it.

"This..." said Zhang Yan, and Director Yang hesitated a little.

They are all Communists, so they naturally have to listen to the organization. Not to mention Zhang Yan, it is him. The organization said that he would transfer him away. Can he object?

Oppose it?

Director Yang naturally knew Zhang Yan's medical skills very well. Otherwise, the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine would be so easy to speak, and only one requirement was to let Zhang Yan serve as a lecturer.

A special training class was held specifically for them.

If Zhang Yan was really poached, wouldn’t the leaders of the ministry eat him?

The leader ruled out a lot of opposition and included the construction of the new Red Star Hospital in this year's funding plan.

If he lost Zhang Yan, would the leader stuff him into the steelmaking furnace?

No, Zhang Yan is really so important, but the face of the big leader is important.

Therefore, whether Zhang Yan leaves or not is really not very important to the leaders in the ministry.

Even for the leaders of the rolling mill, it is not that important.

All we value is face.

For example, after Zhang Yan jumped to another hospital and became a famous doctor in the prosperous era, would anyone say that Zhang Yan was delayed by the Red Star Rolling Factory before?

Seeing Director Yang hesitating, Zhang Yan quickly persuaded: "Director Yang, I am very grateful to the leader for his concern for me. In fact, there is no difference between forty students and sixty students.

As long as the factory can find a larger classroom that can accommodate more than 60 people, I can teach you alone.

Anyway, there is nothing big about our Red Star Hospital now. With the two doctors Zhen Jia, I can take time to complete their training.

Of course, the leaders need to find another way for graduation certificates or something.”

"Can you really teach me?" Director Yang looked at Zhang Yan suspiciously.

Although Zhang Yan spoke very seriously and sincerely.

However, according to the old idea, Director Yang still believes that it is more reliable to go to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine to let other teachers teach together.

There is definitely no way for private schools to compare with schools.

"Really, I can guarantee this. We can try it for a while. If it doesn't work, I will obey the leader's arrangements." Zhang Yan quickly promised.

"Okay, I'll discuss this with President Chu again." Director Yang hesitated for a moment, and finally let go.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

He was really afraid that Zhang Yan would be poached by the leader above, and then he would not be able to explain to the leader.

Especially, a new leader has recently come to the department.

It is said that the new leader is heading for the position of a senior leader (deputy position).

Note: The leader is only the deputy minister in charge of the rolling mill.

And the big leader may be transferred to another department to work.

Of course, these are all rumor. For details, he, as a factory manager, is not qualified to participate.

At this time, if something goes wrong, it is because you are uncomfortable.

Therefore, Director Yang really plans to discuss with Chu Yunlong the feasibility of not going to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Director Yang, if nothing is wrong, then I'll go back first?" Seeing Director Yang frowning and thinking about the problem, Zhang Yan quickly spoke.

"Well! You go back first! I will discuss with Dean Chu before I can find you." Director Yang waved to Zhang Yan.

After Zhang Yan left, Director Yang frowned and pondered for a while, got up and went to the secretary's office.

There is an old family, like a treasure.

If you don’t decide when you encounter something, find a secretary.

"Xiao Yang is here? You sit down first!" The secretary was writing calligraphy. When he saw Director Yang coming in, he nodded at him, said, and continued to splash ink.

"You continue, I'll study next to you." Director Yang stood beside him with a smirk and watched the secretary write.

The secretary's handwriting cannot be said to be unfavorable, but in the eyes of calligraphers, it is just a just getting started.

This entry point refers to the threshold of calligraphy and has a hint of calligraphy charm.

Without asking Director Yang to wait for a long time, the secretary finished writing. After putting down the brush, he picked up a towel and wiped his hands.

"What, is there something wrong?" the secretary looked at Director Yang and asked with a smile.

The secretary has already seen that Director Yang must have something to do.

"It's a little bit small, I'm a little confused, and I want to ask the secretary to help me make the decision."

"Oh? What's the matter that can make you difficult?" the secretary asked with some interest.

"It's Xiao Zhang's business in Hongxing Hospital. Didn't it be decided to hold a traditional Chinese medicine training class before the New Year?"

"I know what's wrong with this?"

"A few days ago, Chu Yunlong came to me to discuss it, thinking about putting the traditional Chinese medicine training class at Beijing Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He also agreed that it could be used as a special training class.

Moreover, after passing the graduation assessment, a formal university diploma is also issued.”

"This is a good thing!" the secretary nodded.

"I also feel that this is a good thing. After all, the Chinese Medicine College teaches students more professionally, and after graduation, they can still get a university diploma.

However, there is one condition, that is, Xiao Zhang wants to work as a lecturer at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, just work part-time.”

"This is a good thing that can kill multiple goals in one fell swoop!" The secretary nodded again.

"Yes! But, I just talked about this with Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Zhang mentioned a question. What if he was transferred directly by his superiors?" Director Yang expressed his concerns.

"Well... This is really a problem." The secretary also understood Director Yang's concerns.

With Zhang Yan's medical skills, as long as he goes out, it will attract the attention of many people.

If more people follow, there will definitely be many people who want to think about Zhang Yan.

Last time, Zhang Yan was almost transferred. If it weren't for the big leader and he forced him down, and Zhang Yan himself firmly disagreed, Zhang Yan was not transferred in the end.

Not transferred last time does not mean that you will not be transferred this time.

Secretary, he is not so arrogant that he can overwhelm everything. There are many people in Beijing who can't afford to offend him.

If someone really issues a transfer order directly, will he release the person or not?

The secretary also became entangled.

"Secretary, Xiao Zhang just promised me that he could complete the teaching tasks of more than 60 people by himself by just finding a classroom that is large enough.

But I was a little confused." Director Yang quickly added.
Chapter completed!