The first thousand two hundred and sixty-three chapters of the president
"Mr. Ye, if you come to country m this time, do you have any arrangements for medical treatment for everyone? My mother is not in good health and I want you to diagnose and treat her."
Ye Bufan said: "It should be possible. According to the arrangement of the World Medical Association, our Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine will provide a free clinic for everyone tomorrow..."
"Mr. Ye, I have another question..."
These reporters surrounded Ye Bufan and asked questions one after another.
If this continues, today's lecture will become his personal session, and the entire arrangement of the exchange meeting will be disrupted. In desperation, Alice can only ask the staff to stop the reporters who keep asking questions, and forcefully end the lecture.
The reporters seemed to have exhausted their enthusiasm for the following activities. Only occasionally did two people stand up and ask a few questions in a routine manner, causing the following lectures to proceed very quickly.
As evening approached, the agenda of the first day of the exchange meeting ended successfully.
According to the plan of the World Medical Association, delegations from various countries will hold a free clinic at the largest Fruit Plaza in Apple City tomorrow.
After returning to the hotel, Pan Guangfa's face looked extremely ugly.
He didn't expect that Ye Bufan would be so popular here. He would steal the limelight and overwhelm him, which made him hate him to death.
"No, we can't let him keep the limelight any longer. He won't be allowed to participate in tomorrow's free clinic no matter what. If this continues, my position in the Chinese Medical Association will be challenged."
Just as he was thinking this, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID and it was Yang Zhengdao calling.
Pan Guangfa adjusted his mood and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Director Yang."
The Chinese Medical Association is a non-governmental organization, and the appointment of personnel is not subject to official management. However, in terms of business, it is subject to the supervision and guidance of the General Administration of Health, so he is still very polite when he speaks.
In his opinion, Yang Zhengdao's phone call must have been to express condolences and inquire about today's exchanges with the World Medical Association. He had even prepared a speech in advance.
First of all, I need to praise my team and not mention Ye Bufan's performance at all.
But unexpectedly, as soon as the call was connected, Yang Zhengdao said over there: "Pan Guangfa, I want to inform you that from now on you will no longer serve as the president of the Chinese Medical Association."
"Wha...what?"
Pan Guangfa's expression froze when he heard the news. Although the Chinese Medical Association is not an official organization, he has made great efforts to sit in this position.
Especially the title of president has brought him endless honors and benefits over the years, and he doesn't want to lose it easily.
"Director Yang, are you kidding me?"
"Of course not, I am informing you very formally."
Yang Zhengdao's tone was very formal and he didn't mean to be joking at all.
Seeing that the other party was serious, Pan Guangfa's face became ugly. Since his own interests had been threatened, he no longer took care of the other party's face.
"Director Yang, I know that you have some relationship with Ye Bufan, and you are very dissatisfied with your refusal to allow him to join the association.
But one thing you have to understand is that although you are the director of the General Department of Health, I, the president, was elected and will not accept your appointment."
This is also where his confidence lies. The Chinese Medical Association is a non-governmental organization and does not accept official certification.
"You are right, the president is elected, and the Chinese Medical Association just held a new election, and everything was carried out in accordance with the prescribed procedures.
According to the election results, everyone unanimously recommended Ye Bufan to be the president of the Medical Association, but you lost the election."
It turned out that after seeing the performance of the two in the live broadcast, Yang Zhengdao called his secretary and asked him to immediately organize a re-election of the Chinese Medical Association.
Pan Guangfa knew that although the General Administration of Health could not directly appoint him to his position, it had the right to initiate elections.
But he didn't quite understand. The committee members of the Chinese Medical Association usually had a good relationship with him, and they were not familiar with Ye Bufan at all. Western medicine made up the vast majority of the representatives. Why did he lose the election?
Pan Guangfa shouted extremely unwillingly: "Director Yang, I don't believe it. How could I lose to Ye Bufan? He is just a young man in his twenties and a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Why should he be the president of the Medical Association?
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Yang Zhengdao said: "Based on his outstanding performance at the World Medical Association, you have disappointed everyone."
In fact, this is indeed the case. As the president of the Chinese Medical Association, Pan Guangfa slandered traditional Chinese medicine in front of the whole world, which was simply an act of traitor and angered the entire committee of the medical association.
In huge contrast, Ye Bufan's outstanding performance has won the recognition and admiration of countless people.
It is precisely because of this that he only received a few votes from Liao Liao in the election and lost to Ye Bufan in an extremely tragic result.
Pan Guangfa was shocked: "How did you know?"
"Of course I watched the live broadcast of the World Medical Association. As the president, don't you even know this?"
"I……"
Pan Guangfa really had the urge to vomit blood. He had been fighting with Ye Bufan along the way. Especially when he came to the Apple Hotel, thinking about the presidential suite where the other party lived above his head, he kept getting angry.
So I am not interested in many things, nor do I pay attention to the specific arrangements of the World Medical Association.
If he had known that every move he made would be transmitted back to China or broadcast live, he would not have done this even if he was killed.
It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, everything has become a fact.
Yang Zhengdao ignored his reaction and said unceremoniously: "From now on, you will participate in the remaining activities as an ordinary member, and the power of the president will be exercised by Ye Bufan."
After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang.
Pan Guangfa held his cell phone and sat there in a daze, unable to find the right words to describe his mood at this moment.
Previously, he used his authority as president to block Ye Bufan from the delegation, and he continued to provoke and suppress him along the way.
But he never expected that in just over a day, there would be a change of positions. He would sit in the position of president, and he would become a subordinate.
"President, what's wrong?"
Zhang Jie saw something wrong with his expression and came over to ask.
After a long silence, Pan Guangfa said in a low tone: "From now on, I am not the president, the president is Ye Bufan."
At the same time, in the presidential suite upstairs.
When the news that Ye Bufan became the new president of the Medical Association was made public, Cao Xinghua, Lou Baiming and others immediately cheered. They were obviously old men with big eyebrows and beards, but they were as happy as children.
Wang Xuande looked excited: "I have long said that the Medical Immortal will become the president of the Chinese Medical Association sooner or later..."
Lou Baiming laughed and said: "It's really what everyone expected. With senior brother's ability, if he doesn't become the president, it would be unreasonable..."
Cao Xinghua said: "Now that my senior brother has become the president, those guys still dare to look down on Chinese medicine."
In contrast, Ye Bufan is relatively calm. He has never liked trouble. He has always been a hands-off shopkeeper and doesn't even bother to manage his hundreds of billions of assets.
If it weren't for the development of traditional Chinese medicine, I really wouldn't want to be the president.
He waved his hand and said: "Okay, everyone should go back and rest as soon as possible. We will go out for a free clinic tomorrow."
Cao Xinghua said with confidence: "Don't worry, senior brother, this time we must let those foreign devils take a good look at our national quintessence and let them know what real Chinese medicine is."
