Yan Murong's words and the action of pulling out the contract made everyone stunned.

They finally understand now that this meeting is a layoff meeting, and it is the kind that doesn't get a penny.

Since people are even ready for the contract, it means that they have long had this mind.

Suddenly, the group of people in the conference room began to beat drums in their hearts one by one - this bastard is really insidious.

Zhao Zhiguo looked at the contract, indeed, the termination contract clearly stated that Renhe Hospital would terminate the contract with him, and it also wrote that "after negotiation between the two parties, no liquidated damages will be paid to the other party".

Grabbing a page of contract in his hand, Zhao Zhiguo felt that this piece of paper was like a thousand catties, and it was a little difficult for him to breathe.

His face was cloudy and hesitant for a long time, and finally he gritted his teeth and signed his name.

After signing, Zhao Zhiguo looked at Yan Murong, snorted coldly, and then walked out without looking back.

After the door of the conference room slammed shut, Yan Murong smiled, looked at the people with extremely wonderful expressions on their faces, and said. "Okay, is there anything you want to do now? Raise your hand if you do, I have a lot of contracts here. ”

Yan Murong shook the stack of papers in his hand. "If you have one, hurry up and raise your hand, otherwise there will be no such shop in this village."

Hands? Fools raise their hands. The crowd thought to themselves.

If you take the initiative to resign, you have to pay this kid sky-high liquidated damages, but if you want to leave, then you have to accept the contract in his hand.

Pay liquidated damages and resign voluntarily, or do not be fired by the other party for liquidated damages. Neither of these options is their preferred option.

With the former, they can't afford that much money. If you choose the latter, your reputation is not good.

Think about it, if you look for a new job, will people be willing to ask for someone who voluntarily quits and changes jobs, or is they willing to want someone who is fired?

This little bastard is really too insidious.

"None?"

Yan Murong waited for a long time, but didn't see anyone raise his hand, so he handed the stack of papers in his hand to Liu Yu, and then said. "Since no one wants to leave, let me talk about work."

Yan Murong grabbed a piece of paper in front of him, looked at it, and said. "This is the hospital rules of Renhe Hospital, and I'm sure you've all read it - I want to ask, what time does it mean for medical staff to work?"

The crowd was silent, staring at either the window or the floor, and no one was willing to answer the question anyway.

"Dumb? Speak. Yan Murong slapped on the table and shouted loudly.

This shot startled everyone. Even Liu Yu, who was sitting behind him, trembled his little hands and dropped a stack of documents in his hand to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Seeing Yan Murong looking over, Liu Yu hurriedly picked up the documents that fell on the ground and apologized repeatedly. And the atmosphere of the entire conference room also fell into silence with Yan Murong's voice. Even everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

"Looks like you don't know."

Looking at everyone's expressions as if they were facing a great enemy, Yan Murong smiled and turned around to say. "Liu Yu, tell me, what time does the hospital stipulate to go to work?"

"Go to work at nine." Liu Yu whispered.

"It turned out to be nine o'clock." Yan Murong nodded and asked again. "What time did you come?"

"I-I'll be there at half-past eight."

"It's early." Yan Murong gave Liu Yu a handsome smile and said. "Would you mind telling me how you got to work?"

"Me?"

"yes, tell me how you get to work every day."

"I take the subway and the bus." Liu Yu said. "I wake up at half past six in the morning and go out at seven — my family lives far away, and it's already half past eight when I get to the hospital."

"Did you hear it all?" Yan Murong turned his head to look at everyone and said. "Liu Yu has to take an hour and a half of subway and bus to work every day and has never been late, what about you? -- With a good salary and a fancy car, what reason do you have to be late? Lots of red lights? After that, you don't drive, just go to the subway, the subway is not congested. ”

As he spoke, Yan Murong said. "Any of you have a reason to be late, just say."

Just kidding, who would dare to say it at this time? If you say that, just wait for the whole thing.

Obviously, this new young dean is not a good stubble, Zhao Zhiguo has already hit the muzzle of the gun just now, this will be everyone's own danger, who dares to say the reason for being late.

"There's no reason for it, is it?" Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Yan Murong said. "That's good, from today onwards, whether it is a doctor or a nurse, if you don't go to work on time before nine o'clock on duty, then for every time you are late, you will deduct 200 yuan, and if you are late three times, the annual bonus will be cancelled, more than three times - then please come to me to get a contract just now."

"Of course, you don't have a fluke mentality, if anyone dares to make me uncomfortable, I will make his whole family uncomfortable, if you don't believe me, try it."

Threat, this is a naked ~ naked ~ naked threat.

However, even knowing that it was a threat, they could not do anything about it.

They are talents, they are experts. They earn a good salary. However, they are also just doctors, not powerful people.

From the two bodyguards standing at the door, they could see that the background of this young dean was definitely not simple.

"Alright, that's the end of it." Seeing that the group of experts whose heads were lifted to the sky were all subdued, Yan Murong said with a smile. "Next, I would like to announce one thing - the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has been expanded on the basis of the original, the Medical Case Department, who is the director of the Medical Case Department?"

"Dean, I am." A man sitting below stood up and said.

"Okay, when you go back, cut off the redundant personnel, and then tidy up the vacant places and give them all to the Chinese medicine department."

As soon as Yan Murong's words came out, Liu Yongfu and Ma Mingjue were in ecstasy, and the Chinese medicine department was saved.

A few people were happy and a few were worried, Liu Yongfu and Ma Mingjue were happy, and the director of the medical case department began to worry.

"Dean, isn't this—isn't this okay?" The man said hesitantly.

"Not good? What's wrong? Yan Murong asked strangely. Is it good to keep a few more idlers? Tell me, is there your brother-in-law or your sister-in-law? ”

"I-okay, I'll do it later." The man wanted to explain something, but when he saw Yan Murong's burning eyes, he immediately dispelled his thoughts.

"Well, this thing is over too." Yan Murong nodded with satisfaction and said. "Now, I'll announce one last thing."