Chapter 84 Find someone to distribute leaflets to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine
"Director Li, you have already kicked me, and I have been punished. At worst, we won't steal ambulance fuel in the future, so please let me go."
Fan Tong was so frightened that he backed away and tried to keep a safe distance. He was worried about being kicked again.
"Don't do this kind of thing again in the future. I'll give you some money, and you go outside and print flyers, and then distribute them everywhere for me."
Li Feng was going to advertise because the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine had been closed down and now there were basically no patients.
If you want to revitalize the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you must let everyone in the city know about it. Otherwise, there will be no hope of revitalizing traditional Chinese medicine if the front door is deserted.
Fan Tong and other gangsters have nothing to do. Instead of letting them cause trouble everywhere, it is better to find something for them to do.
It can not only help promote the traditional Chinese medicine department, but also provide them with wages, which is the best of both worlds.
"Haha, Director Li, please rest assured. I promise to hand out every leaflet to everyone. I will never throw the leaflets into the trash can."
Fan Tong jumped up and down happily. Although the income from this job was not high, he could barely make a living.
And with this job, I can get closer to Li Feng.
"I'll add you on WeChat, transfer money to you, and then send you the slogan. After printing the flyers, I can distribute them everywhere in the streets."
After adding Fan Tong's WeChat account, Li Feng transferred 10,000 yuan to him and said: "This is a week's fee. This money not only includes your salary, but also includes the cost of printing flyers. The leaflets must be distributed at least 10,000 yuan."
Zhang, the rest is your salary."
Printing 10,000 flyers should cost two to three thousand yuan, or even more.
The remaining several thousand yuan is a week's salary for Fan Tong and others.
"Director Li, you are truly our bread and butter."
After receiving the money, Fan Tong jumped up and down happily. Ergouzi and the others were also very happy. They finally had a serious job.
"Remember, you must be polite when handing out flyers and don't curse passers-by casually. If you are found to be disrespectful to passers-by, you will be severely punished."
Li Feng warned several people in advance, otherwise their gangster character would be hard to change and they would scold others if they disagreed.
Scolding passers-by when you are in a bad mood will not only cause harm to others, but will also affect the reputation of this hospital.
"Director Li, please rest assured that we will convince people with virtue. Even if someone spits in my face, I will still smile and hand the leaflet into his hand." Fan Tong promised with a smile.
"I hope you keep your word. If I find out that you scold passers-by at will, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After warning several people, Li Feng turned around and returned to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Hahaha, boss, we finally have a huge sum of money. Let's go have a delicious meal first." After Li Feng left, Ergouzi laughed.
"What a fool. This money was given by Director Li. We shouldn't use it indiscriminately. We must help him handle this matter carefully. Don't let Director Li look down on us, and don't let Director Li be disappointed in us."
Fan Tong scolded Ergouzi. He can be the boss of several people, so he has some authority.
Even though he was yelled at and scolded, Ergouzi wasn't angry either. He was used to it anyway.
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Qiao Dayou was sitting in the yard. The old man was still angry. He murmured to himself, "I don't believe it. The dean will really let me work in the morgue."
Just as he was mumbling to himself, the hospital's personnel department sent him a message via WeChat.
'Dear Doctor Qiao, after Director Li's application and the dean's approval, our hospital has decided to transfer you to work in the funeral department.'
‘Personnel science announcement!’
When he saw the news, Qiao Dayou's face turned pale and his head was buzzing.
"Impossible, this is impossible, how could the dean agree to Li Feng's request?"
Qiao Dayou couldn't believe it. Just when he couldn't believe it was true, he saw Li Feng coming.
"Li Feng, you are so cruel. I am already dozens of years old, but you still don't let me go. You are not worthy to be the director because you do not respect the old and love the young." Qiao Dayou went crazy and roared.
"You are no longer a member of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. There is no need for me to talk nonsense with you." Li Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"I don't believe Dean will agree to your request. Dean Shen must have made a mistake. I want to go find him."
Qiao Dayou couldn't accept this fact, so he hurriedly ran to find Shen Dahai.
He has lived for most of his life and still doesn't understand that in exchange for benefits between leaders, low-level employees like him often become outcasts.
In fact, Li Feng didn't want to do anything too extreme, but Qiao Dayou was too scheming and too dark.
Now everything that has to go has gone, and everything that has to come has come, and it is time for the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to rise.
It’s time to flex our muscles and revitalize the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.