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Chapter Nine hundred and eightieth I want to talk

Although the Longjing Hotel incident was turbulent, Ye Fan put it aside temporarily after making arrangements.

Now that he has entered Hengdian's field of vision, he is regarded as a national treasure. I believe he can dodge those open and hidden arrows.

However, before killing a wave of enemies, Ye Fan will try his best to hide the sign of the pillar of the country.

Good things must naturally be of maximum value.

So after Ye Fan asked Cai Lingzhi to track down Ouyang Yue, he continued to treat the patient and Nianhua.

The next morning, after Ye Fan entered Baimang into Nianhua and the others, he speculated that they would wake up within the day, so he asked Su Xier to keep an eye on the three of them.

And he found Song Hongyan and started working on the Chinese Medical Sect.

“The concept of Huayimen is a good one.”

Song Hongyan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and her tone was fiery: "If we really do it and reach the scale of the Blood Medicine Sect, it will not be inferior to the five major families."

"The benefits and status that will be gained by then are beyond imagination."

She vaguely felt the great value of Chinese medicine: "I think I can give it a try!"

"Benefits and status are secondary. I mainly agreed to Yang Hongxing and the others, and I also wanted to do something for China Medical."

Ye Fan frankly told Song Hongyan his thoughts: "At least let the medical level improve a bit, so that we can calmly deal with foreign enemies like the Blood Medicine Sect."

Song Hongyan nodded lightly, then smiled at Ye Fan: "How are you going to start?"

Ye Fan didn't speak, just blinked and looked at the woman.

Song Hongyan was stunned at first, and then she was startled: "You asked me to prepare for the establishment of Hua Medical School, right?"

"clever!"

Ye Fan gave a thumbs up to the woman: "I'm just a little doctor, I don't know anything about management. Of course, you are the only one to take on such a difficult task, Sister Yan."

"I know you have a lot of companies to take care of right now."

"Wuhu Group, Song Business Alliance, Hongyan Hospital, Baiyao Factory, Yunding Chamber of Commerce, and occasionally Shame Company and Qianying Group."

"You have a lot of things to do right now. It's just such a big thing as the Hua Medical School. I look around at everyone around me and you are the only one who can carry this banner."

While he was talking, he stood up and walked behind Song Hongyan, stretched out his hand and squeezed her shoulders gently.

"You are really my enemy in the previous life."

Although Song Hongyan knew that it was difficult to build a Chinese medical school, after Ye Fan's words, she felt a sense of enjoyment in her resentment.

This implicitly treats her as the most important person.

Her heart softened: "You are not willing to squeeze out my sister completely."

"I don't want you to work so hard, but there is really no one available."

Ye Fan's fingers wandered around Song Hongyan's shoulders, making her gradually relax: "If you are really exhausted, I will recruit a group of people."

He was thinking about where to find some outstanding management talents.

"I'd better take care of this myself. Although it will be very hard, it is also an opportunity."

Song Hongyan squinted her beautiful eyes: "But I want sufficient authority."

Ye Fan was overjoyed: "You have full power to make the decision, and you need money to give money and people to give to people."

"What I want is not your authority, what I want is official authority."

Song Hongyan quickly turned into battle mode: "If this Chinese medicine sect is really to be arrested, its nature must not be the same as those of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."

"Freedom of entry and exit, loose organization, and gold-plated reputation, I will not allow any of these."

"And I want to speak my mind."

She was concise and to-the-point: "I can accept official leadership, but I have to have the final say on everything big and small."

"This is what it should be and is also the purpose of the establishment."

Ye Fan nodded lightly: "But you said the nature is different from that of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. What path do you want to take?"

"Hua Medical School must be joint-stocked and run as a group."

Song Hongyan saw the problem sharply: "If any organization wants to last long and enforce orders and prohibitions, it must be tied together with interests."

"Slogans and sentiments are all meant to deceive children. They can only make people passionate for ten days and a half. Only real money can make people passionate all the time."

"After the Hua Medical Clinic is established, I will integrate all medical resources so that the members' medical skills and results can gain maximum recognition from the market."

"I want every valuable member to make a lot of money."

"Only in this way can we stimulate their enthusiasm and maintain their fighting spirit. If they are invaded by foreign enemies, they will still fight for their vital interests."

"The Blood Medicine Sect has been able to grow and develop so quickly. In addition to the strong self-restraint of the Yang Kingdom officials, there is also the fact that they are really making money every day."

"If the Chinese medical community wants to rise, it must also allow its members to make money and make a lot of money."

The woman landed with a sound, which made Ye Fan stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but nodded, and had to admit that Song Hongyan had a far-sighted view than himself.

And making money sounds vulgar, but it is indeed the best cohesion.

The Eight Doctors in Jin Zhilin love the medical clinic as much as they love their home. Not only do they actively attend clinics and work overtime without complaining, they also find time to do odd jobs. Even the signboards are wiped down every morning.

In addition to Ye Fan's generosity and gentleness, and his monthly income of hundreds of thousands, the top eight doctors hope that Jin Zhilin will get better and better.

Ye Fan thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, you do what you want, I will communicate with Yang Hongxing and the others later."

"It's not communication, it's necessity."

"And tell them that although it is officially led and supported, we want 80% of the shares."

Song Hongyan was categorical: "We must have absolute control over the Chinese medical community."

"Absolute holding?"

Ye Fan was startled: "Isn't that necessary?

Yang Hongxing will not interfere with the operation of the Chinese Medical Sect."

He could see the trust Yang Hongxing and the others had in him.

"I know that Yang Hongxing will not interfere, and I also know that they trust you."

Song Hongyan turned to one side, stretched out her hand to hook Ye Fan's neck, and breathed like a blue: "But the trust now does not mean trust in the future, nor does it mean that it will not interfere in the future. If the Chinese medicine sect is strong in the future, the official will have to interfere.

what to do?"

"Even if Yang Hongxing and the others won't do this, after they leave in the future, another person in charge of this matter will take over. Can you guarantee that they won't point fingers?"

"When the other party sees that the Chinese Medical School is making huge amounts of money every day, what should they do if they want to take it back and put it under official management?"

"If the other party wants you, the president, to give up your position to his close associates or relatives, should you give up your position or not?"

"If we don't give up our position, we are disobeying the official government and seizing official assets. If we give up our position, it means that we are working in vain, making wedding clothes for others."

"So the Chinese medical school can take official leadership, or we can give them a share of the pie, but we have to have the final say."

"Officials can also choose the president in the future, but they must choose the president from the list we submitted."

Song Hongyan's tone was very calm, but Ye Fan was shocked. He found that what this woman said made sense.

Then Ye Fan said: "I'll give it a try, but even if we have absolute control, we don't need 80% of the shares. Fifty-one is almost enough."

"Elm knot."

Song Hongyan couldn't help pinching Ye Fan's ears: "There are so many ghosts and monsters on the road, why don't we burn a few more sticks of incense?"

"Moreover, the Yang brothers and President Kong are upright people. They don't bother to ask for anything in return, but we have to give it."

Song Hongyan is always more familiar with the twists and turns of this world than Ye Fan: "In addition, I also left shares and positions for the three of Nianhua."

This is to bring down the three major medical schools of East China Sea, South Tibet, and West Xinjiang.

Extraordinary means.

Ye Fan was startled, and then sighed with emotion: "Uncle, it turns out that the world is not about fighting and killing, but about human nature and sophistication."

"By the way, I need to borrow someone from you."

"who?"

"Kurokawa Muyuki!"

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