Technical units are easy to manage even if they say they are easy to manage; they are not easy to manage even if they are not easy to manage.
For example, smaller and lower-level ones, such as hospitals, schools, and even scientific research institutes, are really easy to manage.
In this unit, even though the technical experts are great, they still lack a lot of practical skills in their hearts.
And compared to those who work in the professional system, they are much more honest.
Everyone generally listens to what the leader says, otherwise it won't be your turn to be assigned a house, it won't be your turn to pursue further studies, or your promotion title will be held back for three years, and you will have to give up.
Unless there is someone who goes against the will of heaven, the leader will hire a random technical calf from the superior unit in a minute, and he will be able to overwhelm you and make you breathless.
However, once a technical unit transcends the regional level, let alone the national level, even the provincial level technical units are really difficult to manage.
The leaders in the industry who are not very skilled in skills are often kept speechless by the bosses below. They are still unable to do anything to others. If something goes wrong, they will leave for other provinces with a group of subordinates.
Leaders from outside the industry are parachuted in. If they can't get money or projects, they will be dead novice abbots, and there won't even be anyone to report to them.
For example, hospitals, tertiary-level provincial hospitals. If he is a dean with a background in general education, then there is no need to think too much. All the resources that he devoted his life to during his tenure will definitely be tilted towards general education.
It will definitely make general outsiders become a flower, and then suppress other disciplines, and nothing else, because general outsiders can speak up and will not be fooled by the people below.
Moreover, technicians also have a common problem, which is to despise their rights. If you give them a seal, I guess they will definitely be able to smile like a flower.
If not, then it is usually a posture of not bending down for five buckets of rice.
Only people with better skills than him would let him lower his head slightly.
Hospitals cannot escape this category. Often in provincial tertiary hospitals, sometimes the authority of the dean is within the department and is not as effective as the authority of the director. This is not an exaggeration at all.
Just look at the knock on the door. When the junior doctor knocks on the director's door, he always chops, chops, chops, three times, slowly but not urgently, with enough force but just right, as clear and crisp as a little sheep's bleating.
Even if no one is inside, we still have to wait for a minute or two.
If you look at the dean's office again, although it seems to be done with respect, it is much more casual than the director's office. It's chop chop chop chop, not particular at all.
When I knocked, no one answered, and I just left without looking back. If the dean wanted to cause trouble, the director would immediately step forward.
Really, the bigger the hospital, the harder it is for the leaders to do their jobs. Not to mention the group of directors below who are staring at the throne like wolves and tigers.
However, there are exceptions. Military hospitals are relatively better. The hierarchy is still very clear.
The Health Bureau of Tea Sue cannot control the city hospitals. They can only supervise and advise, while the Health Bureau of Bird City has the power.
Therefore, when a notice for the study class arrived at Chasu Hospital, Ouyang stared at the notice with a sneer.
The old lady no longer watered the cactus, no longer basked in the sun, no longer did aerobics, and her teeth were almost leaking out just with this notice.
"Dean of the Business Department, you are not allowed to be absent. You are so shameless! Go and notify the leaders at home to come to our office."
The director of the medical department nodded and started calling Zhang Fan and Ren Li.
There is an emphasis on this. Although everyone knows it, they cannot say it clearly.
For example, Ouyang said, if you want to notify the leaders at home to hold a meeting in the large conference room, the director of the medical department will need to notify several vice presidents, even the section chief, and the chief nurse.
If Ouyang said, come to her office, that means, call Zhang Fan and Ren Li, we are going to have a small meeting!
"Zhang Yuan, when you have free time, come to the dean's office, Ou Yuan is waiting for you."
"What's the matter? I'm going to have an operation later."
Many people have left for further training, so sometimes the staff inside don’t lend a hand.
Zhang Fan was just like a part-time worker. One moment he was dragged by the junior resident to go to the general surgery to help out, and the next he called Zhang to come and take a look.
Moreover, Zhang Fan recently delegated all his administrative duties to Ouyang. He was worried that Ouyang would cause trouble, so he didn't want to go.
So Zhang Fan has been stationed in the operating room these days and has never even been to the administration building.
When Zhang Fan said this, the director of the medical department couldn't repay Ouyang like this, otherwise he would be thought to be gossiping.
"Dean, there is a shortage of manpower in the operating room these days. There is still an operation in Zhang Yuan."
"Okay, let's wait and talk about it in the afternoon."
After saying that, Ouyang flipped through his phone address book and asked acquaintances in the health department.
The atmosphere in the operating room has been very good recently, and everyone is showing off in front of Zhang Fan, both covertly and covertly.
"Zhang Yuan, look at how well my retractor is pulling, and whether the surgical field is much clearer. This is all something I figure out on my own."
The young resident dog grinned, the director of the department and some older doctors smiled and said nothing. They were all people who had been there and had an enterprising spirit.
"Yes, if the knots are no longer slippery tomorrow, there will be no obvious progress." Zhang Fan also said with a smile.
The hospitalized dog chuckled.
In the afternoon, Zhang Fan took the time to go to the administration building. The administration building is an old building with poor lighting. As soon as Zhang Fan entered, he felt as if he had entered a dark prison. He felt uncomfortable. There was no sunlight in the operating room, but Zhang Fan It doesn't feel like that.
"Dean, Secretary Ren is here too."
After Zhang Fan knocked on the door and entered, he said hello, and the director of the medical department quickly brought Zhang Fan tea and water.
"Director, why are you so polite? I won't drink anymore. If nothing happens, I have a few more surgeries in the afternoon."
"Haha, you'd better drink some."
"That's it, drink some, I have good tea." Ouyang knew that Zhang Fan loved to drink tea, so he told Zhang Fan Weiwei with his eyes exposed from above his reading glasses.
"Haha!" Ren Li smiled but said nothing. She is not a jealous person, but this relationship now makes her feel cordial.
"That's what it is. The First Affiliated Hospital is going to hold a training class for business deans. Name the deans who manage the business and let them take the class. Let's see who is suitable."
Ren Li and Zhang Fan looked at each other. Zhang Fan really didn't want to go to the dean's business meeting. This kind of meeting was really a waste of time. It was really boring to sit there and listen to a few people bragging.
Ren Li doesn't want to go either. She graduated from the First Affiliated Hospital back then. Although she is now the secretary of a tertiary hospital, she is considered a leader compared to her colleagues back then.
But she didn't have the mentality of showing off her power and finally being in Hexi for thirty years. Instead, she had the idea that it would be better not to see each other than to see each other.
Zhang Fan looked at Ren Li. He didn't speak, and Ren Li didn't speak either. Under normal circumstances, at this time, Ouyang would nod and say, "Then let Dean Gao understand the superior's spirit."
Although Lao Gao was sold, Zhang Fan and the three of them were all happy.
But today, after Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan and Ren Li, he didn't say anything about letting Lao Gao go.
But after taking a sip of tea, he said: "The person who came here is evil!"
"Huh?" Zhang Fan didn't understand. Ren Li didn't understand either. Isn't it common to have a business meeting? How could it be so mysterious?
Looking at the two proud disciples he had discovered in front of him, Ouyang covered his head and couldn't help but sigh secretly, "God really gave you a door, and he will definitely seal the windows for you. How can these two Just don’t be open-minded.”
Zhang Fan and Ren Li didn't respond. Ouyang stood up, walked to the guest sofa with the document in his hand, and began to break it up and mash it into pieces to feed the two silly geese.
"Here, you two, look at the publication date of this document."
"Oh, yesterday." Zhang Fan nodded. Ren Li also nodded.
"Yes! It's from yesterday." Ouyang was speechless, really.
"When did our trainees leave?"
"The day before yesterday, didn't you also participate in the farewell?" Zhang Fan looked at Ouyang, and the old lady's face turned dark. Zhang Fan knew that he had offended the old lady, so he quickly smiled and pretended to continue reading the documents.
Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan Xiangyanghua's face and wanted to slap him. Why, the more she looked at this smiling face, the angrier she became.
"Our fiscal revenue is divided into several categories."
Zhang Fan knew that Ouyang was angry, so he simply stopped talking. When Ren Li saw that Zhang Fan was ignoring Ouyang, she could only say: "Financial allocations, donations from social enterprises, and scientific research funds from superiors."
"By the way, you see, our hospital's finances are provided by the government, and social donations were a little more than last year." After speaking, he looked at Zhang Fan.
Then he continued: "But this scientific research funding is allocated by the Provincial Department of Health.
As soon as our trainees left, they came to study business. What does this mean? "
This time, Zhang Fan and Ren Li understood. "Is anyone jealous?"
Ouyang rolled his eyes at Zhang Fan, as if to say, you just realized it.
"This is related to our future scientific research funding, so Dean Gao can't go.
Hehe, it’s just a matter of explicitly saying that you, Zhang Fan, are here to learn. "
Ouyang was smiling but not smiling.
"The signature was signed by you!" Zhang Fan really didn't want to go to such a meeting, so he said a bit shamelessly.
"This didn't happen in previous years." Ren Li was afraid that Ouyang would be blamed by Zhang Fan. Anyway, the dead Taoist friend is not dead, and he directly stated the key points.
"Haha, do you think other people are fools too!" Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan with a sneer, then stood up and returned to his throne.
Then, he picked up the tea cup, blew on the tea leaves, took a sip of water, and said to Zhang Fan: "Go and see what they are doing. They dare to deduct our scientific research funds. I will go to the province to fight with them." lawsuit."
"You can just go. If you really want to deduct it, it won't be convenient for you to file a lawsuit."
"What a bastard." Ouyang was so angry that he almost threw away the cup, "Do you think Bird Market is a tea plant? We can be a bit awesome here or a bit shameless because we are the vanguard here.
But Bird Market can’t do that. Litigation is out of the question. We can’t litigate every year.
So, you go first. If it doesn't work, I'll go later. I'll ask the director of the medical department to accompany you.
I won't worry if you go alone. That's it, go back to the surgery, don't be stressed, I'm still here. "
Ouyang coaxed Zhang Fan out of the office. When Ren Li saw that nothing happened without her, she said hello and left the office.
"When we go to the bird market, we will pick up our tea specialties and go through the many turnstiles there. Zhang Yuan is unreliable in this regard. Let's take care of people and things first."
"Okay, don't worry, I understand."
The director of the medical department put down the pen in his hand. This sentence cannot be recorded.
"Hey, I guess they are going to make things difficult for us this time. I was just happy at the beginning and forgot about several hospitals in Bird City.
Zhang Fan is familiar with the Central Hospital, so they won't embarrass him for Zhang Fan's sake, but...hey! "
"How about asking Yuan Zhang to ask the director of the Central Hospital to intercede?"
The director of the medical department said hesitantly.
Ouyang waved his hand, "If the director of the medical department of Chasu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital asks you to speak for their hospital, will you do it?"
The director of the medical department almost jumped up, "I definitely won't."
"Yeah, so, it's already a great honor to have the Central Hospital not pull the leg.
Letting him eat ashes will also help him. Otherwise, you will know how to cheat in front of me in one day.
Look, this guy transferred all the signed documents from the surgery to me bit by bit day by day, secretly. "
Ouyang rubbed his waist and said through gritted teeth.
The director of the medical department lowered his head, as if he didn't hear.
