Yan Murong's purpose is too obvious, this is obviously the three fires of the new official, and now, he is ready to burn this first fire. And the scope of this first fire is the so-called experts.

"Is that appropriate?" Dai Lide asked with some concern.

Since he founded this hospital, he has never blushed at these experts.

These people are talents, and talents need special treatment, like this kind of thing, as long as there are no major problems, Dai Lide will turn a blind eye.

Reputation, the hospital wants reputation, and these talents are a weapon to improve the reputation of the hospital.

"It's a good fit." Yan Murong said while fiddling with his mobile phone. "No matter what kind of business you do, whether it is a hospital or a shopping mall, the main purpose is to make a profit, and the hospital is a special place, and doctors are also a special profession, their work requires them to stay at their posts all the time, to put it mildly - from now on, I am their boss, I am paying to support them, at least they have not left this hospital, I have not spent money to raise a group of uncles who eat and wait for death."

"That's a good point." Zhong Zhenguo was the first to clap his hands. "Needless to say, I agree with the previous sentence very much - their profession is very special, they must stick to their jobs all the time, this is a great saying."

"Then be whatever you want." Dalide smiled. Anyway, now that the hospital has changed hands, he is just a consultant, Yan Murong can toss as much as he wants.

Sitting in the conference room for less than five minutes, there was a knock on the door of the conference room, and after Yan Murong shouted to invite in, two old men with gray hair, one fat and one thin, wearing a white coat, and about sixty years old, walked in.

"Who are you?" Yan Murong sat on the main seat, looked at the two and asked.

"Are you the new dean?" The chubby old man said. "Hello, I am the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, my name is Liu Yongfu, and this is the deputy director Ma Mingjue."

"Oh? Is it a Chinese medicine department? Yan Murong was slightly relieved in his heart. At least these expert directors of the TCM department go to work on time.

"Yes." Liu Yongfu nodded.

"Sit down." Yan Murong motioned for the two to sit down and said. "My name is Yan Murong."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another knock on the door of the conference room, and then two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, walked in.

After being introduced, Yan Murong knew that the two women were named Xue Mei and were gynecological, and the male was Yang Yongjun and were surgical.

After chatting with a few people for a while, Yan Murong took out his mobile phone.

"Look, it's less than five minutes before four people come." Yan Murong said with a wry smile.

"What are you going to do if the rest are late?" Duan Zixuan asked.

"If you're late, you should be fined." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Can I still fire them?"

"I'm really worried that you're going to fire them all." Duan Zixuan said with a smile. "With your character, you're going to do something like that."

"Then when will it be, so many people, if they are all fired at once, not to mention how much liquidated damages I have to pay them, let's just say that the hospital has left so many experts at once, how can we survive?"

As he spoke, Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan and said. "Miss Dong, your bodyguard is still downstairs, right?"

"Yes." Dong Wuyan glanced at Yan Murong strangely. "What are you going to do?"

"Lend you two bodyguards for one use." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Let them come up and stand down."

"Okay." Dong Wuyan nodded, and without asking much, he took out the phone and called the bodyguard downstairs.

Yan Murong's style of doing things has a little understanding of her by now. No one can guess what this thing thinks until the last moment, but it is certain that he will never play his cards according to common sense when he does things. That's why she always catches people off guard - at least, she's the 'victim'.

I don't know if they just happened to meet each other, or if they deliberately stepped on the time to enter the door, when there was one minute left in the time specified by Yan Murong, more than a dozen people came one after another, both men and women, all of whom were expert directors of various departments.

"It's time." Yan Murong looked at the time, it was already past ten o'clock, and turned to say to the bodyguard who was standing at the door and looked like two doors. "Move all the other chairs out. Liu Yu, you come in and take notes. ”

After the two bodyguards moved the chairs out, Yan Murong stood up, sat directly on the conference table with his buttocks crooked, and said with a smile on his face. "Maybe some people don't know me yet, it's okay, let me introduce myself - my name is Yan Murong, Yan's Yan, Murong Fu's Murong, I am the new president of Renhe Hospital, and the old director, Mr. Dai Lide, was hired by me as a consultant of the hospital."

As soon as Yan Murong's voice fell, the pot suddenly exploded below. Except for the first four people who came in, everyone else was stunned by Yan Murong's words, and then they chattered about it.

"Director Le, what's going on? You have a good relationship with Dean Dai, don't you know about it? Why did Dean Dai sell the hospital? ”

"Director Qiao, I don't know, Dean Dai has never said anything about it."

"Who knows, old horse, you know? What's going on? ”

"I don't know." The old horse said confusedly.

"Alright." Yan Murong clapped his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet before speaking. "Dean Dai Lide is old and should rest, so I took over this hospital."

As he was speaking, the door was pushed open, and a bodyguard walked in, signaling that Yan Murong was coming outside.

Yan Murong smiled slightly, knowing who was coming. I took out my phone and looked at it, and it was already five minutes.

"Let them in."

After a while, seven middle-aged men in various suits walked in, and they were slightly surprised to see Yan Murong sitting on the main seat, and after being surprised, they were ready to find a place to sit down, but at this time, they found that this conference room, which can accommodate nearly fifty people, did not even have an extra chair.

"Don't look for it." Yan Murong said with a smile. "In the past, when you were late for school, you would be slapped by the gentleman with a ring ruler, I don't hit your palms, but if you are late, there will always be a punishment, so just stand and listen first."

Standing and listening?

The seven people who came later looked surprised, and they didn't understand what Yan Murong was and why he was sitting on the main seat. What he didn't understand was why he allowed his people to stand.

They didn't understand, but Dai Lide was clear, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

It seems that this Yan Murong's first fire has begun to burn.