Chapter 1842: Breaking away from the Chinese medical school
When Chen Yuanyuan was blocked by Tang Ruoxue, Ye Fan was also returning to the Chinese Medicine Sect.
He was originally going to go back to Jin Zhilin for a consultation, but he received an urgent call from Gao Jing.
A small incident occurred at the Chinese Medical Clinic, and many doctors wanted to withdraw from the meeting. Song Hongyan went to the Chinese Medical School to deal with it.
Ye Fan was worried that something happened to Song Hongyan, so he rushed over with Nangong Youyou.
After getting out of the car door, Ye Fan strode toward the hall.
Nangong Youyou followed beside her, holding a mobile phone and flipping through it, shouting with excitement at the same time.
"Have a good walk, what are you looking at on your phone?"
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and knocked the little witch on the head: "She looks so happy."
"I'm reading a novel."
Nangong Youyou was very happy to introduce to Ye Fan:
"This novel is so good."
"The protagonist's parents were humiliated in China. The protagonist led his troops to fight back and roared——"
"Insult my relatives, kill three enemy tribes, and stain half of China with blood."
"Then the protagonist kills 300 enemies, beheads 3,000 Chinese soldiers, and turns the mountains and rivers of China red."
"The only six-star general who leads the Chinese War Department avenges his nephew, secretly uniting a total of 300,000 enemies from thirty countries to surround and kill the protagonist at the border."
"In the end, the protagonist also punched through 300,000 people with a pair of iron fists, and returned to the Chinese military headquarters to kill thirteen generals in a row."
"In the end, the protagonist punched the six-star general and a hundred guards into a pulp in front of the Chinese leader and elders."
"The Chinese leader and the elders not only did not dare to blame, but they were also sincerely afraid of apologizing for improper appointment, and requested the protagonist to be the first person in the military department."
"It's so burning, so passionate. This is the world I want."
The little girl waved her fists with a burning look on her face, as if she had become the protagonist of a killing spree.
"This is treason, this is slandering China, this is smearing the head of state."
"No matter how powerful the protagonist is, he can't attack China, no matter how awesome he is, he can't kill Chinese soldiers, and he still stains the whole sky of China with blood..."
Ye Fan grabbed Nangong Youyou's cell phone and said, "You can't read this book."
"you--"
Nangong Youyou was about to yell at Ye Fan to come online, but she saw a lollipop stuffed into her mouth.
She rolled her eyes at Ye Fan and stopped fussing with him, and slowly felt the sweetness of the lollipop.
Ye Fan put the phone into his arms and didn't want Nangong Youyou to play with it too much.
Then he led the people into the elevator.
"Ding--"
Ye Fan quickly arrived at the multi-functional conference room on the eighth floor, opened the door and saw more than 20 people sitting around.
Song Hongyan was sitting in the main seat, holding a large stack of divorce applications in her hand.
Ye Fan did not go over to disturb the woman, but stood aside and waited.
At this moment, Song Hongyan's fingers slid over the application form, and her tone was as sweet as the breeze:
"Everyone, have you decided to quit the Chinese Medical School?"
"You are all elites in the spiritual field and the pillars of Chinese medicine."
"From its establishment to the present, Huayi Medical School treats everyone very well."
"Everything that should be given has been given to you, and whatever you want to give or not is given to you."
"Whether it is the articles you published or the work you put in, you have received corresponding remuneration."
"Hua Medical School has given you ample opportunities, not only allowing you to diagnose and treat patients online, but also allowing you to rotate in various branches."
"Your experience and connections have also skyrocketed."
"Your technological achievements will bring you a steady stream of income."
"Now that you are leaving, I am very sorry and heartbroken."
"This is not only a loss for the Chinese Medical School, but also a loss for you."
"So I called you all here for a meeting to try to persuade you to stay for the last time."
At this moment, Song Hongyan was neither aggressive nor scolding, she was just honest with everyone.
"President Song, the platform of Hua Medical School is indeed good, and we have indeed gained a lot."
Everyone present was silent for a while, and then a middle-aged man took a step forward:
"To be honest, we are not willing to leave the Chinese Medical School. After all, it is difficult to find such a benign platform."
"It's just that the Vatican Medical College gives too much."
He forced out a helpless smile: "We really can't resist, and I hope President Song can make it happen."
Song Hongyan smiled: "Twice? Three times? Five times?"
"ten times!"
The middle-aged man sighed: "One year is worth ten years, I really can't resist."
The rest of the people also nodded in unison, their faces a little embarrassed, but more enthusiastic.
Getting rich overnight is nothing more than that.
Ye Fan also raised his head slightly, not expecting Fandansi to spend so much money.
This also shows that Fandansi is determined to do something big in China.
"Ten times. It seems that the Vatican doctor is really generous."
Song Hongyan also smiled brightly: "Okay, I won't block your way of making money."
"Have a good time, everyone."
"I also sincerely hope that all of you here can prosper and become rich."
"But there is something I need to make clear to everyone."
"If you find another job, I won't stop you, and I will congratulate you together."
"But according to the rules when you joined the membership, the membership period is less than five years, and you have to compensate three times the money you earned from the Chinese medical school."
"So as long as you hand over the compensation to the Finance Department, you will have nothing to do with Hua Medical School anymore."
She picked up the signature pen and warned everyone present.
As soon as the words fell, the whole place exploded, everyone's eyes widened:
"What? Triple compensation?"
"Why triple compensation? We make money by relying on our strength and medical skills. The role of Chinese medicine is at most one-tenth."
"Yes, if I pay three times more, doesn't it mean that I have to cough up the money I earned from the Chinese Medical School, and then pay 20% of the profits from the Brahma Medical School as compensation?"
"It's too dark, it's like a lion opening its mouth wide."
"Mr. Song, since we all know each other so well, Hua Medical School doesn't need this little money, so we can just compensate."
"Yes, forget the money. From now on, we will remember your kindness and promote the Chinese Medical School if we have the opportunity."
"If you ask for compensation, it will lower the sanctity of Chinese medicine in our hearts."
The originally harmonious scene suddenly exploded because of the triple compensation.
The Chinese doctors present who wanted to leave expressed their dissatisfaction.
"President Song, everyone is leaving, why do we need to compensate and make it so ugly?"
The middle-aged man also frowned: "Let's just forget about the compensation."
"Snapped--"
Song Hongyan didn't waste any time, pulled out a stack of contracts and threw them on the table:
"It says triple compensation in black and white, and it has your signature on it, so why just forget it?"
"Just you, Jia Daqiang, before joining the Chinese Medical Sect, your income was only two million a year."
"After joining the Chinese Medical Clinic, not only the quality of the patients I see has improved, but the baby mosquito ointment I prepare has also been monetized by the Chinese Medical Clinic."
"This year you have earned a full 10 million, and the patient has been scheduled for June this year."
"Three times the compensation, you alone are worth 30 million, which is enough for the Chinese medical school to make a fortune."
"More than 20 people, the total number is probably hundreds of millions."
"If you just say forget it so easily, I will lose hundreds of millions, am I going to lose my mind?"
"In a word, I won't give you any trouble if you want to leave, but I have to fulfill the rules written in black and white."
Song Hongyan flicked her finger and had people throw copies of the contract at everyone, so that they could recall what they had signed.
She also stood up and walked slowly in front of everyone:
"We are all adults, and we should know that there are no rules."
The voice was invisibly sharper.
"President Song, don't bully others too much. We didn't look carefully at the time and didn't know there was such compensation."
Jia Daqiang also raised his head: "As the saying goes, he who doesn't know is not guilty."
"Moreover, this triple compensation is very unreasonable. If we voluntarily withdraw from the association, it is equivalent to voluntarily resigning. All we need to do is inform the Chinese Medical School."
"We will not pay this compensation."
Jia Daqiang and the others' faces changed drastically, and they were breathing heavily while holding the contract.
They have made so much money in Chinese medicine, and now they have to pay it back, which makes them feel sad and distressed.
"We are also respectable people now, and we have the support of the Vatican Medical College behind us. It won't do you any good to make a fuss."
Jia Daqiang stared at Song Hongyan and warned: "President Song, you must be merciful and merciful."
"Snapped--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Hongyan turned to him and slapped him.
There was a crisp sound, and Jia Daqiang screamed, his cheeks red and swollen, and he staggered back.
