"In fact, our cooperation is a win-win situation. Our hospital is well-known in Europe, and countless associations and organizations make fixed donations every year."
"Well, our hospital also has a large number of donor organizations and individuals. For example, in our hospital, many caring and wealthy groups from Stanland have donated a lot of financial and material resources to our hospital. There are also orthopedics for golden retrievers and intestinal tracts from Wanzi.
For example, the Bone Research Institute, which will be completed this year, is jointly established by Tea Su and Golden Retriever Special Orthopedics. Although it cannot be said to be the best in the world, it has surpassed many top hospitals in Europe and the United States.
Our cooperation with Wanziguo has already achieved considerable results in intestinal tumors. You also saw our paper published in BJM.
As for Stan, although there is relatively little cooperation in scientific research, we have developed a series of provisions for rescue. In an emergency, our rescue helicopters can fly directly to any area in Stan through simple reporting. "
You show off, as if I can't show off. Zhang Fan started to show off. In fact, in one sentence, I am not short of money!
This form of negotiation is actually a matter of the east wind suppressing the west wind, trying to see who can suppress whom and ravage whom. All politeness and aristocratic atmosphere are nonsense.
It just depends on who needs whom more. In fact, to put it bluntly, it depends on who has the bigger cock.
It can't be said to be naked, but it still speaks through strength.
It would be naive to expect that the opponent will carry forward his style and have friendship first and competition second.
To be honest, if China was still the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Fan would probably be swallowed up by these gangsters.
The director of the Royal Hospital wanted to struggle some more. To be honest, Zhang Fan's goal is not to raise a small amount of money, this is directly to poach meat. Or the tender meat from the thigh.
If this operating room was just about money, they would have built seven or eight operating rooms. The main reason is that the output of many of them is restricted, and there are also embargoes.
Zhang Fan looked at the old man and was squirming as if he was suffering from constipation and had trouble using Kaiselu. He has no patience anymore.
"Well, let's get in touch for more specific matters. The diplomatic officer has already urged me to go to Africa for a free clinic!"
Zhang Fan opened his mouth and came. Zhao Yanfang was dumbfounded. When did he have this intention? When did someone from the diplomatic side say this? For a meeting of this level, just open your mouth and come!
Lao Chen nodded as if he was real, and said to Zhang Fan specifically: "Zhang Yuan, time is tight. The President of the Democratic Republic of the Congo has sent a message asking if he will send a special plane."
As soon as he said this, the other dean was speechless. Zhang Fan talked nonsense seriously, and Zhang Fan's subordinates talked nonsense even more seriously.
But you can't bring it up for questioning yet. But what they said is very clear: whether we can talk about it or not, let it go.
"Hey!" The director of the Royal Hospital finally experienced what it felt like to hold a gun against his mouth.
This young man is so strong that he doesn't even want to.
A hospital, especially a hospital that has reached the peak of a certain industry, if one is accidentally pulled down, it will be too difficult to think about it again.
First of all, top doctors will not stick around like there are no one in the family. Doctors under this system usually guard against being replaced by others, but once a better hospital comes around, they will change jobs without the slightest hesitation.
The second is donation. The world of rich people needs the best in the medical industry. No matter whether it is suitable or not, the best is the most suitable anyway. Once you become the second child, your donations will obviously decrease.
"This guy is not easy to fool!" The director of the Royal Hospital looked at the ministers around him.
The minister slumped his shoulders, like an old cow crawling with lice, and trembled three times, looking helpless.
After mentally calculating how much blood would be lost, the hospital director gritted his teeth and said, "We doctors need systematic training."
Zhang Fan looked at the old man and his eyes were almost bleeding. He felt contempt in his heart and said, "This old man is so stingy. Isn't it just an operating room? It's like killing him."
"Okay. That's no problem. The doctors from Wanzi Country have received the most formal training in our hospital."
Zhao Yanfang looked at Zhang Fan and felt helpless in her heart, "It's so unreasonable that such a deal can be achieved."
"Sharing the success of scientific research." The old man's hands were bruised, as if Zhang Fan disagreed, and he must have a boxing match with Zhang Fan this time.
"No problem, as long as doctors from your hospital participate and the participation level exceeds 30%, they can share it."
Zhang Fan seemed quite generous, but in fact he was planning to borrow a chicken to lay eggs. A group of doctors who relied on themselves to become monks went to engage in scientific research, and both he and Ouyang began to be afraid of the losses.
With an investment of tens of millions a year, the paper will only be included in a core journal in China. It is too difficult to enter the world platform.
So when he heard that people wanted to share scientific research, Zhang Fan would have jumped up if he hadn't been trained by Ouyang in the past few years.
Anyway, if you pull more, it counts, and you can't always be at your own fault.
The old man also noticed something unusual. Why did this boy start to be so generous? But when I think about my own operating room, I feel heartbroken.
"A contract must be signed, and the contract cannot be less than ten years. The number of training participants must not be less than 100 people."
"Can."
After that, everyone stopped talking. Zhang Fan looked at the old man, and the old man looked at Zhang Fan.
Just like a couple in love forever, looking at each other affectionately.
"The operating room will be ready within one year!" The old man dodged Zhang Fan's gaze.
When Zhang Fan heard this, he immediately jumped up.
Zhao Yanfang didn't know whether it was because she was brainwashed or because she was a woman. She pulled Zhang Fan's sleeve and whispered: "Demeanor, demeanor!"
"You're so cool!" Zhang Fan said bluntly.
"Do you think I'm a fool? If one of their doctors masters the technology in a year, they turn around and say they're breaking the contract, or they change the old man's director after a while, where will I find someone?"
After finishing speaking, he said to the frightened old man: "Okay, please stop playing tricks on me. If not, just slap them together. I'll go to France for a walk. Okay, when will I arrive at Chasu and when will the operating room be opened?" I’ve got everything together.”
"This takes time. Many equipment are customized by appointment. It makes sense without you." The old man said earnestly.
As for whether the old man really wanted to fool Zhang Fan, no one could say. Anyway, this hospital is private. If the board of directors holds a meeting, maybe they can really change the hospital tomorrow.
"I don't care. If it doesn't work, just dismantle the ones you are using now, pack them up and transport them back. I don't mind if they are second-hand."
Zhang Fan is really anxious, these guys really dare to fool people!
…
Negotiation is like a quarrel. Sometimes when evenly matched, it's really about who has the loudest voice.
The surgical industry, how should I put it, is quite similar to the flower farm. It is an industry that does not allow people to grow old. If Zhang Fan were fifty years old this year, people would be able to negotiate with Zhang Fan's head in hand.
But Zhang Fan is not even thirty yet, and now he has reached the top in terms of colon cancer and liver cancer. To be honest, this kind of character cannot be said to be as much of a deterrent to the country as Dandan. But for some individuals, this is an extra life BUG.
So Zhang Fan is qualified and qualified to slap the table and say, can it be done?
The director of the Royal Hospital was almost crying.
He still had something to say. The Queen wanted to see Zhang Fan. If she had said this in advance, Zhang Fan would probably be able to sit on his head and pluck his beard.
He looked at the Minister of Health again. He wished that the Minister of Health could start from the friendship between the two countries and tell Zhang Fan not to let this young man be so powerful. He could hardly bear it, and even thought of splitting and packing it.
Those who didn’t know thought that this was when Mustache’s team crossed England!
The minister still seemed helpless.
The old man didn't have any underlying disease, otherwise Zhang Fan would really be driven to death.
Once this set of operating rooms comes out, it's hard to say whether he can keep his position next year. Even if he keeps it, his annual salary is probably not going to drop.
But if Zhang Fan really goes to France, he won't have to hang out in this circle.
"Okay, my energy!"
"No! It's for sure!" Zhang Fan was so anxious that he started speaking a foreign language.
…
After the talks, Zhao Yanfang still needs to lead them to fight with them on the terms. As long as the general direction is determined, Zhang Fan will be fine.
"Professor Zhang, our queen would like to meet you."
The Minister of Health smiled and said to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at Lao Chen. Before going abroad, Zhang Fan studied the regulations.
You can't just meet people casually. Zhang Fan is also a state cadre now.
"Unofficially, yes!" Lao Chen nodded gently.
"It's unofficial. The Queen wants to discuss medical and health issues with Professor Zhang."
Zhang Fan felt strange when he heard what the red head and nose said. Is this old lady discussing medical health with me? Could it be that this old lady was also a doctor before, and she wants to find someone to learn from when she is old?
Back at the hotel, Lao Chen and Zhang Fan were having a conference call.
domestic.
"Don't be rude!"
The over and over again is actually one thing: don’t embarrass the country and don’t ask for things.
Now Zhang Fan's reputation as a foodie and a daredevil has reached the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The third-in-command of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs took the time to talk to Zhang Fan about etiquette issues, and repeatedly told him that he must open his mouth to discuss business with others.
At this point, people were still worried and asked a first-class or third-class diplomatic officer stationed in the three islands to personally accompany Zhang Fan to meet people.
Zhang Fan was also worried, "It makes me look like a right and wrong boss, so uneasy!"
When I called Shao Hua, Shao Hua, Jia Suyue and Wang Yanan were shopping.
It's summer, and there are always fewer clothes in women's wardrobes.
Anyway, Chasu is just a place where everything is possible. I don’t know whether it’s interesting or not if I go there every day.
"Who do you want to see tomorrow?" There was a lot of people in the mall. Shao Hua didn't hear clearly, so he turned on the speakerphone.
"Hey, no one. The queen of Mishima heard that I am very good and wanted to meet me!"
"Ah!" A sharp voice broke the secret, and then he seemed to realize that he was rude, and he leaned close to the microphone and shouted, "Shao Hua, your Zhang Fan is bragging! He's bragging to the sky!"
