How much trust and familiarity did one have to be to be able to say such words to a manufacturer's salesperson?
Soon, Chief Zhou finished scrubbing his hands and began to disinfect them. The scrub nurse prepared the things needed and walked out.
The airtight lead door was closed, and the surgery began again.
"Xiao Feng, who is Professor Mu?" Manager Tang asked.
"A professor from Shenzhen City. He wants Zheng … Chief Zheng's time to confirm whether he can fly over today. There's a flight from China Airlines. The timing is just right. I'll inform Professor Mu. "
"Ah? Didn't you book the tickets? "
"Professor Mu said that he booked the plane tickets." Feng Xuhui smiled and said, "I've talked to Professor Mu. He said that Boss Zheng doesn't want the money for the freelance surgery. If he doesn't take the plane ticket, he'll be a little embarrassed."
"You …" Manager Tang couldn't understand this unusual business model.
At this time, shouldn't she be a salesperson who served Boss Zheng personally, like a secretary or assistant, helping Boss Zheng buy plane tickets or something?
However, this was also the secretary's job. Contacting the professors in Shenzhen City was done by this little manager.
What was going on?
"I've told Professor Mu a few times. He said that if he continued to nag, the medical supplies would be delayed. I had no choice but to agree. "Feng Xuhui was a little nervous and said too much.
It had only been half a year since he graduated and started working. According to his age, he was still a graduate. He was nervous and didn't think too much about it.
Manager Tang burst into tears when he heard that.
What a good boss! Why can't I meet him?
"Are you coming along?"
"Yes, our chairman said that all the sales from Chief Zheng's side are mine. Chief Zheng said that I don't have to go through all that trouble, but … I'm a little embarrassed. I think I should buy a plane ticket myself and go with him, "Feng Xuhui said shyly.
The smile on Manager Tang's face froze, and his heart completely collapsed.
Damn it, why did all the good things happen to this kid? Not to mention Shenzhen City, just the 912 and the Imperial Capital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery alone could foresee at least dozens of TIPS surgeries a month in the future, with annual sales of around ten million yuan.
Just the commission alone was enough to make his hands go numb.
Moreover, listening to the meaning behind the words, it should be that Boss Zheng was still racing horses to enclose the land. He did not know how many hospitals he could get …
In short, the Imperial Capital had already become someone else's territory.
This … was the empire that he had fought so hard for.
The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became. When was it so easy to do business?
"The most annoying thing about accompanying the bosses is drinking. Manager Feng, how's your alcohol tolerance?" Manager Tang's mind was stiff and he spoke his mind casually.
"Chief Zheng doesn't drink and rarely goes out to eat. The last time I had a meal, I followed them to get a free meal. Everything … "
When Feng Xuhui mentioned the outdoor barbecue, Manager Tang's heart was filled with sorrow.
This kind of boss was not just good, it was simply too good.
Generally, going out to eat, especially this kind of boss with a huge flow of people, was a nightmare for the sales staff. Not only did he have to be busy, he also had to drink with her all the way. In the end, he couldn't get drunk and lose consciousness.
After all, he still had to pay the bill.
Why have I never met such a boss before? This guy was really lucky. Manager Tang looked at Feng Xuhui's slightly immature face and innocent words, and the small flame of jealousy in his heart burned more and more fiercely.
It turned out that this kid usually didn't do anything and just followed behind Boss Zheng to pick up people's heads.
And he was one of the people who were picked up, and he was one of them.
He was harvested by others, and the other party did not even know he existed.
This was a complete and violent crushing, the kind that had no suspense.
Manager Tang's facial muscles could not help but tremble a few times. He stood up and said something casually before running away.
If he continued to talk, he was afraid that he would have a heart attack.
People were really different from each other.
It was all fate.
…
The surgery was very smooth.
Zhou Chunyong's skill level was extremely high, only a little worse than Professor Rudolf Wagner who had just come to China.
After all, he was the chief director of a local specialty hospital in Imperial Capital. Those with poor skills had long been squeezed out. How could they stand firm?
Moreover, his attitude was very proper, even Zheng Ren felt a little embarrassed.
Zhou Chunyong learned very quickly. When the third surgery began, there were very few opportunities to hit the hemostatic forceps.
The surgery time was also compressed from forty to fifty minutes to about thirty minutes.
He did not eat lunch and had been performing surgeries the whole time. Zhou Chunyong did not feel hungry or tired. It was as if he had returned to twenty years ago, when he was in his prime and full of vigor.
This surgery was really satisfying! The more Zhou Chunyong did, the happier he became. He even regretted finding so many patients for the live broadcast of the surgery.
However, this thought only flashed past. Boss Zheng had a need, so he could not do it himself.
Moreover, after gradually becoming proficient, he could see more ways to do it when he watched Boss Zheng's surgery.
On the first live broadcast of the surgery, Zhou Chunyong was Zheng Ren's assistant.
He was by his side and had the best view. Watching Zheng Ren perform the surgery, he suddenly felt a little confused.
When he first saw Boss Zheng perform the TIPS surgery, he felt that it was unbelievable. After pondering over it repeatedly, he felt that there was a trick to it. As long as he mastered it, he could do it too.
Later, when he went to the 912 to study, he sighed with emotion that not only was Boss Zheng's level of intervention high, but the level of general surgery was even higher.
The dissection gave people the illusion that they had returned to their university days and were watching a cadaver who had separated the local tissue structure.
At that time, he felt that the gap between him and Boss Zheng was not just a trick. The gap was very big, really big.
However, today, under the beating of Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps, he had learned the TIPS surgery.
However, when Zhou Chunyong watched Zheng Ren personally perform the live broadcast of the surgery, he did not feel a sense of despair for no reason.
The gap in skill between him and Zheng Ren was so big that he had not realized it before.
As a veteran expert, Zhou Chunyong did not think so at first.
However, it happened to him.
From the beginning, he thought that there was only one key difference in skill. Later, he felt that Boss Zheng was ahead of him with his cross-disciplinary anatomical skills. Now, after understanding the TIPS surgery, he suddenly realized that there was a gap between him and Boss Zheng …
It was a full light-year.
"The surgery is live broadcast. Don't be distracted." Zheng Ren used his elbow to nudge Zhou Chunyong, who was in a daze, and reminded him in a low voice.
Zhou Chunyong shivered and immediately focused.
This was a f * cking live broadcast of the surgery. The state of the assistant would also appear in front of the eyes of the entire country and even the world's interventional doctors.
Don't show your face, but show your butt to others.
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