Chapter 125 Backer (Part 2) Even in this situation, I can still keep my job...

The dean's surname is Hai. He is a widower with only one married daughter.

It is said that he has not remarried because he is afraid that his daughter will suffer.

But those are just rumors outside. Everyone in the hospital knows that they are just lies.

Xiao Ding stood outside the office door, hesitating for a long time before he mustered up the courage to push the door open.

Dean Hai is 52 years old this year and has eight years until retirement. He is currently processing documents.

The superior leaders require the hospital to organize medical staff to go to the countryside every quarter to provide free medical assistance to the people.

The task for this spring has been completed. However, due to the hot summer weather, no action was taken. If it is delayed any further, autumn will soon come and the leader will blame him.

So he was busy checking off the list.

As soon as Xiao Ding came in, he closed the door and knelt down in front of his desk, crying bitterly.

She talked about how much grievance she had suffered in her husband's family, and because of the pressure from her parents, she had to offend Yao Zhizhi's family for the sake of her disappointing younger brother.

Finally, she cried, "Dean Hai, I really didn't mean to do this. They threatened to destroy my job. I haven't been able to eat or sleep these past few days. I was really careless and got into trouble. Dean Hai, please give me another chance. I'm willing to work like a slave to repay you."

Dean Hai stopped writing, tapped the table with his left index finger, and rubbed his right thumb and index finger slowly, as if weighing something.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xiao Ding quickly stood up and took the initiative to tick his name on the document: "Dean Hai, I know you are worried. This summer is too hot, and many people don't want to go to the countryside. I'll go. Just give me a chance. I really didn't mean it. I..."

Dean Hai didn't pick up the topic, but calmly asked, "Acupoint massage, do you know how?"

"Yes... a little." Xiao Ding quickly went around behind him and massaged his shoulders and neck. At first, he didn't dare to use too much force and asked carefully, "Is this okay? Do you need more pressure?"

"Well, make it a little bigger." Dean Hai closed his eyes and enjoyed it comfortably.

After massaging for over half an hour, Xiao Ding finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Dean Hai, I..."

"Don't talk, just do whatever I tell you to do." Dean Hai still didn't open his eyes. Like a high and mighty ruler, he used the long silence to torment the young man's anxious heart.

He waited until someone knocked on the door before opening his eyes and saying, "You go out first."

"Dean Hai, what about my job..." Xiao Ding was really nervous. He quickly let go of his hand, walked to his side and asked, "Can you give me another chance? I really don't want to be fired. I know I was wrong."

Dean Hai looked at the woman with a smile, his eyes were like looking at a prey that was trapped in a cage and was still unaware.

He refused to answer, just waved his hand and asked Xiao Ding to go out.

Xiao Ding had no choice but to open the door anxiously. When he saw it was Director Qian from the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department, he quickly bowed his head and greeted him with a polite look.

Director Qian now had a headache just seeing her. He ignored her, closed the door, and went straight in to talk to Dean Hai: "I just heard that Xiao Ding came to you to plead for mercy, so I came to see. What's the matter? Do you want to keep her?"

Dean Hai and she are old acquaintances, and they know each other's tempers very well.

He didn't say anything.

Director Qian could only sneer and say, "I don't care what you do, but transfer her out of the obstetrics and gynecology department. I can't afford to lose her!"

After saying that, he turned and left, slamming the door shut, not afraid that Dean Hai would be angry.

Dean Hai was indeed not angry. He was recognized as a good guy in the hospital.

He stared at Xiao Ding's name, raised his lips and smiled slightly.

He then grabbed the phone and called the Red Lantern Commune below: "This month's medical assistance will be arranged tomorrow. Be prepared for the reception."

After casually flirting with a few more people, Dean Hai leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and savored something.

*

Yao Zhizhi was on vacation today and went to Yicheng University specially.

There are five universities in Yicheng, namely Yicheng University, Yicheng Agricultural College, Yicheng Institute of Technology, Yicheng Medical College, and Yicheng Conservatory of Music.

The other four universities have their own focus, and only Yicheng University is a comprehensive school.

To find out how much budget is needed to build a staff dormitory, it would be more appropriate to ask someone at the Institute of Technology.

However, the Institute of Engineering was far away, and there were corresponding disciplines at Yicheng University in Xicheng. Since it was hot, she looked for a school that was closer.

This semester has just started, and the new batch of students recommended to attend the school are still the same, most of them are from workers, peasants and soldiers.

Yao Zhizhi walked on the campus, looking at the energetic faces and feeling envious.

It would be great if she could go to college, but unfortunately she is married and does not meet the recommendation requirements, so she can only wait for the college entrance examination.

In fact, if she hadn't gone to the end of the world and had no entertainment activities besides killing zombies and could only read books, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to write any good articles.

Therefore, her current job is the best way out within her ability.

But she must strive for the college entrance examination, otherwise, she will not stay in this position for long.

Only by being prepared for danger in times of peace can one go far. She is not afraid of hard work as long as there is hope.

Soon, she found a student from the Department of Architecture, but the student was a green hand and didn't know much, so she took her to the department head.

The department head, a female comrade named Qian, received her politely and asked in detail about the number of employees in the unit, whether she was married, the number of family members, etc.

In the end, she was given a relatively conservative figure - around one million.

This is an estimate based on the current number of employees and the assumption that employees will get married and have children.

If Yao Zhizhi wants to make the publishing house bigger and stronger, he will definitely have to expand recruitment in the future.

The cost will at least increase several times.

Then let’s calculate it as three million.

Currently, the monthly profits of publishing houses fluctuate.

Some traditional projects, such as textbooks and essential books on social sciences, have not changed much. Excluding labor and other costs, the profit is around 3,000 yuan per month.

The bulk of the revenue comes from the magazine. For example, this month, 510,000 copies were sold. Since the contract was signed early on, the publisher split both the cost and profit in half, so the actual profit was around 5,000.

If you keep going at the same rate of 8,000 a month, it will still take more than 30 years to save enough money.

It was almost the beginning of the new century, and the battle line was too long, which was obviously not feasible.

So, we still have to open source, open source!

The magazine must be promoted nationwide, and new magazines must continue to be founded.

However, the magazine for adults, which carries Director Yuan’s beautiful expectations, has not been finalized yet.

Yao Zhizhi must hurry back.

After returning, she held a meeting and asked everyone to brainstorm and think about how to promote the magazine nationwide.

To motivate everyone to be proactive, Yao Zhizhi proposed a system she'd been mulling over for a while: "I'd like to propose a profit-sharing reform policy: promoting dividends on a provincial basis. For example, in Xinjiang, if someone can open up the market there, for every copy of our magazine sold there, that employee will receive a 10% profit dividend."

Xiao Jiang raised his hand. "I can ask my college classmates for help. They come from all corners of the country. I can ask them to bring back some sample magazines for the kids back home. I've also given Xinjiang a hand. My uncle will help."

Zhou Juan also raised her hand: "I can do it too. I have relatives in the Northeast, so I can try my hand at it."

Xiao Song also raised his hand: "My uncle is in northern Shaanxi. I can recommend a place here."

"And me, my aunt is in Hainan, but isn't Hainan a bit too far away, and the transportation cost too high?" The speaker was Zhang Datong from the proofreading team.

Yao Zhizhi nodded: "Hainan is too far away, so we won't consider it for now. When we make more money and don't care about the transportation costs anymore, we can push it to Hainan."

"Then I'll come to Yunnan. My mom is from another place, and my grandma's home is over there."

"My uncle is in Guangdong. I'll try it in Guangdong."

"My aunt is in Sichuan."

The group of people were very proactive. By the end of the meeting, except for some remote provinces, almost everyone had claimed one or two promotion responsibility areas.

Yao Zhizhi went home happily after get off work.

Let’s wait and see. With such policy incentives, there will be surprises.

It rained heavily at night. The next morning, when Yao Zhizhi came to work at the publishing house, she saw a bus parked on the road in front of the door.

Yao Zhizhi took a look and asked curiously, "What is this for?"

Zhang Wang arrived early and explained, "It's a car the hospital hired to go to the countryside. It stalled, and we're looking for someone to fix it."

So that's how it is.

Yao Zhizhi went back upstairs, opened the window and got some fresh air.

I saw Xiao Ding squatting on the curb at a glance.

She also heard about the big mess Xiao Ding had caused in the hospital, and she didn't expect that even in such a situation, he could still stay and continue working.

It seems that Xiao Ding has found a backer.

However, perhaps because the crucial step has not been taken yet, the system on Yao Zhizhi's side did not respond.

Soon, the car was repaired and we went to the countryside under the scorching sun after the rain.

However, because of this delay, when the car stopped at the Red Lantern Commune, it was almost time for dinner.

Xiao Ding was starving, but he still had to borrow a table, move stools, and set up the venue for the free clinic.

She thought the local health center would have made preparations early, but it seems they are all lazy and afraid of heat.

After a day of hard work, Xiao Ding looked haggard when he returned to the hospital.

Dean Hai had not left yet and was waiting for her to report on her work.

Xiao Ding dragged his tired body and knocked on the door of Dean Hai's office.

Dean Hai still had a calm expression. He looked at the sweaty woman and pointed at the cold tea that had been prepared on the table.

The tea I brewed was Longjing, the best kind.

Xiao Ding didn't think much about it, picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, I sat down and reported today's work to him in detail.

In order to make amends, she was very serious and even made special records.

As he was talking, for some reason, he felt a little dizzy and soon fell into the chair.

At the same time, Wu Er came home from get off work and saw that Xiao Ding had not come back yet, so he hurried to cook.