Liu Muqiao took Zhu Yaguang on the plane to Shanghai.
The first class cabin of Airbus 320 is similar to that of Boeing 737, both are a bit depressing.
Liu Muqiao likes to choose the third row. In this way, the field of vision is wider and the feeling of depression is much less.
"You can sit inside, you can see outside the cabin." Zhu Yaguang was originally in seat A, by the window.
"It's better for everyone to sit in their own seats. The flight attendant won't be able to figure out who is who later." Liu Maqiao sat on the aisle seat, fastened his seat belt, picked up the newspaper and started reading.
Liu Muqiao has the habit of reading news, especially commentary articles.
Usually, he mostly searches for news on his mobile phone. However, there are so many half-truths and half-false things that it is difficult to distinguish the gold content of the news.
He was attracted by another article.
Another current affairs commentary about a company in our country being suppressed.
Liu Muqiao doesn't understand that a big country restricts some of our companies from purchasing their core products. Isn't this very short-sighted?
There are two families in the village. One family raises a group of chickens and has a lot of eggs, while the other family herds sheep and has no chickens, so they can only come here to buy eggs.
Because of vindictiveness, if you don’t buy eggs for others, if they don’t have enough to eat, why don’t you raise them yourself?
This year you have it, but you won’t sell it. Next year, if he has it himself, if you want to sell it to others, they won’t want it.
I really don’t understand how some big countries can have such short-sighted people as leaders.
"Have you read this article? It makes sense." Liu Maqiao handed the newspaper to Zhu Yaguang.
"Well, I read, there are a lot of articles like this recently. Hey, how should I put it, isn't it ridiculous to choose such a person as a leader? A businessman is a businessman, and he can't think outside the category of a businessman. How can this be done? A country,
It’s not a company. Being the top leader of the country has to be done by professional entrepreneurs,” Zhu Yaguang said.
"Well, yes, different professions do different things. For example, as doctors, treating patients is our job. At this time, if I am asked to be the leader of Qingjiang City, I am not good at it," Liu Maqiao said.
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"Others may not be able to do it, but for you, it's hard to say. Maybe if I give you an official position, you will do well."
Zhu Yaguang always felt that Liu Muchiao had leadership potential. He had a strong personality and an aura that could quickly control the entire situation as soon as he appeared.
"Don't brag about me. I only like one career in my life, being a doctor, and other things...well, sometimes, just for fun. Believe it or not, if I play football, I can be a star."
Liu Muqiao suddenly remembered that he was already a "shadow". This work would definitely involve some soy sauce in the future, but he couldn't talk about it, so he changed the topic to football.
Who would have thought that this topic would touch upon Zhu Yaguang's pain points. Back then, he was also a professional football fan. Once, he went out for a month to follow the national football team, and when he came back, he was almost expelled from the hospital.
Later, after one failure after another, his glass heart was finally broken. Later, whenever football was mentioned, he would have nightmares.
His most taboo topic is football.
Zhu Yaguang laughed a few times when he saw Liu Miqiao talking about this topic, but it was hard not to say a word or talk in depth.
Liu Muqiao noticed something was wrong with Zhu Yaguang's expression, and knew that there was no point in talking about it, so he quickly dropped the topic.
At this time, the stewardess who happened to be serving airline meals arrived.
Although airline meals are unpalatable, Liu Miqiao doesn’t know what’s going on in his mind, so he eats them all every time.
Wouldn’t it be better to get off the plane with a full belly and eat delicious food?
He thought so every time, but every time he ate not a single grain was left.
I don’t understand.
I really don’t understand that such unpalatable food is not only for Liu Miqiao, but also for other passengers. Everyone eats it so enthusiastically.
"Do you like to eat?" Zhu Yaguang asked after finishing the noodles in the box.
"I don't like it." Liu Miqiao's rice is almost gone.
"Then why did you still eat it?"
"Aren't you the same?"
"I come from a poor family and I have never forgotten my roots."
"Haha, I'm still from the orphanage!"
When we arrived at the Shanghai Airport, the official car of the Neuropsychiatric Hospital of Shanghai Medical University was waiting at the door, and the receptionist held a sign.
The sign "Welcome Dr. Liu" is not very conspicuous. It is printed on an A4 paper and held by a young woman.
"Ziwei, it's you!" Zhu Yaguang shouted.
"Ah, how could it be you? Where are Professor Zhu and Dr. Liu?" asked the receptionist named Ziwei.
"Here, let me introduce you. This is Dr. Liu. This is Miss Ziwei from the hospital development department." Zhu Yaguang introduced.
"Hello."
"Hello."
Ziwei is the deputy director of the business development department of the Neuropsychiatric Hospital of Shanghai Medical University. External contacts are usually handled by the development department. Originally, she was a nurse and was assigned to the development department because of her outstanding mobility and strong entrepreneurial spirit.
As a modern hospital, hospitals that do well generally have a strong sense of urgency and maintain close contact with hospitals at higher and lower levels.
In order to meet this demand, many hospitals have established business development departments, or other names.
Antai Hospital does not yet have such an organization. It’s not that Liu Muqiao didn’t think of it, but they did many things themselves.
For example, Zhao Yilin has such a network. When there are fewer patients, his beds are full with just a few phone calls.
Liu Muqiao looked at Ziwei and was thinking about this matter. After returning, this department should be established as soon as possible.
Ziwei was also muttering, is this the legendary Liu Miqiao? Is he really as powerful as the legend says?
The Neuropsychiatric Hospital of Shanghai Medical University is the first-class hospital in the country, and the hospitals with the same reputation as them are in the single digits. Moreover, they have been competing with each other, but they have not decided who is the first and who is the second.
Hospitals with the same reputation as the Neuropsychiatric Hospital of Shanghai Medical University include the Department of Neurology of Union Medical College, Xiangya Neurosurgery, Department of Neurology of Xuanwu Hospital, Department of Neuropsychiatry of Ruijin Hospital, etc.
In terms of scale, the Neuropsychiatric Hospital of Shanghai Medical University is the largest. They are a specialized hospital with 3,000 beds, which is unmatched by other hospitals.
That is to say, in their thinking, although they dare not publicly say that they are the best in the world, deep down, they do not obey anyone. They are the boss and the Nanbowan in the country.
Ziwei was thinking, why would our Shanghai Medical University Neuropsychiatric Hospital invite a young person for consultation?
Don't understand.
In fact, Ziwei and the others have collected a lot of information about Liu Miqiao. Judging from the information, this person is an amazing person. He is a top figure in many subjects.
Looking at it now, he is still so young.
So small that he still looks like a student.
Is there any water in his information?
Along the way, she was muttering in her heart.
The driver drove the car through the city. Ziwei was in the passenger seat, and Liu Maqiao and Zhu Yaguang were sitting in the back seat.
The car is just the most ordinary Passat.
This is the standard for official cars. Even their deans cannot ride in Audis. Those who ride in Audis must be their principals and vice principals.
"Professor Zhu, you haven't been back since you left our hospital, right?" Ziwei needs to liven up the atmosphere.
"Yes, it's my first time back." Zhu Yaguang said.
"When you come back this time, are you coming to see an old friend, or are you dropping in?" Ziwei has no task of receiving Zhu Yaguang today, and he is not an expert in this consultation.
Zhu Yaguang said "uh", and the following words were stuck in his throat.
This chapter has been completed!