Luo Weiliang used to work in the local area. He had heard of Lin Sanqi's name, but had never seen him in person.
When you meet someone in the same industry or at the same level, you should naturally get close to them.
But Luo Weiliang didn't think so. He came to the Chinese Medicine Hospital to gain experience and would be promoted to deputy minister in a year or two. Naturally, he would not take the young Lin Sanqi seriously.
"It's Dean Lin. Nice to meet you."
He said nice to meet you, but there was still a hint of arrogance on his face, as if he was meeting a subordinate.
Lin Sanqi didn't care about the other party's attitude. After all, he traveled to this era to "monetize traffic" instead of "fighting for power and profit". Besides, both parties were not from the same hospital.
"It's Dean Luo. Nice to meet you. You guys are busy. I'm going to look for my godfather."
"Okay, okay, Dean Lin, go ahead and get busy."
Lin Sanqi said one word and was about to leave, which made Luo Weiliang unhappy. He felt that this young man did not know the rules.
In official circles, one must be polite for a long time, then sit down and chat, smoke a cigarette and drink a cup of tea, and then give him some of the local specialties that were brought. This is called high emotional intelligence.
Luo Weiliang thought, I don’t know how this young man became the dean.
As for the anti-tuberculosis drug, Lin Sanqi said at an internal meeting that it was developed using a secret recipe passed down from ancestors. Luo Weiliang did not believe that it was the credit of Lin Sanqi and others.
Watching Lin Sanqi walk into the main room, Wu Ming uttered a soft "Pooh" sound:
“He’s a flatterer. He relied on Shen Guoming to climb up in the past, and later he contributed the ancestral secret recipe to get promoted. If it were my son, he would have beaten him to death.”
Everyone else fell silent, choosing not to speak, fearing that Lin Sanqi would hear them through the wall.
Luo Weiliang seemed to be thinking about something and asked:
"Old Wu, did Dean Lin work under you when he first joined the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?"
Wu Ming quickly replied:
"Yes, he entered the hospital in 1959 and took over his mother's job. He started in our purchasing department. He was always lazy and didn't work hard when he went to other places to purchase goods. He spent all day traveling around.
Later, by flattering Shen Guoming, he became the head of Changping Farm. Finally, relying on his family connections, he announced that he had invented an anti-tuberculosis drug, and thus rose through the ranks.
"Then his parents are..."
"His father is Lin Kushen. He originally had two brothers and two sisters-in-law working at the Chinese Medicine Hospital. The hospital almost became theirs, and it was a mess all the time. Later, due to the urban clearance, the entire Lin family returned to their hometown in the south. It was retribution."
At this point, Wu Ming whispered mysteriously:
"Besides, this guy has been involved in the smuggling business, but I can't find any evidence to nab him. Otherwise, I will definitely sue him to death."
Luo Weiliang lost interest as soon as he heard it.
In the eyes of a cultured person like him, the business management methods are "small ways" that are not worthy of being discussed publicly.
A good young man gives up his position as dean and chooses to engage in speculation. You never know when he will be doomed by the crisis. It is best to stay away from such people.
Lin Sanqi walked to the door of Shen's house and saw a group of people pointing and talking about him. He knew that they were definitely not saying anything good.
But he was somewhat puzzled, because before he left the Chinese medicine hospital, these people were just ordinary clerks or employees. When did they become the middle-level managers of the hospital?
He stopped thinking about the things he couldn't figure out. Anyway, he was not a member of the Chinese medicine hospital now, so why should he care?
In the main house of the Shen family.
The table was already filled with gifts, and Shen Guoming couldn't wait to open the tea bag and start brewing:
"Mm, it smells good. It's the Biluochun from our hometown. I'll be in luck now that you're back in Beijing. Haha."
Lin Sanqi also took the water cup and said with a smile:
"Godfather, how are you? Are you adapting to retirement life?"
Shen Guomin said casually: "I'm adapting to it. It's so good now. I don't have to worry about the troubles at work. I'm happy to have peace of mind."
Lin Sanqi burst into laughter:
"Godfather, I heard a joke and I'll tell you:
After a certain leader retired from a high position, he was depressed and unhappy all day long. He had no appetite and his family was very worried. Then his wife suddenly had an idea and came up with a solution.
She asked her family to make a lot of signs, and then named the living room the Radio and Television Hall, the corridor the Transportation Hall, the study the Culture Hall, the toilet the Health Hall, and the storage room the Business Hall.
At the same time, the bedrooms were designated as the Population and Family Planning Commission, the children's room as the Education Department, and the guest room as the Foreign Affairs Bureau. A large sign hung on the gate: Autonomous Region People's Government.
When the old man saw that his home had become a government agency again, he was so happy that he walked in and out every day with a teacup in his arms, inspecting this department and that bureau, and his spirits were restored day by day.
Making trouble, just like you, godfather."
Shen Guoming was just walking around the room holding the cup when he burst into laughter when he heard it:
"Well, you little brat, have you learned to mock your godfather? Let me tell you, I'm not obsessed with power. I've been the director of a field hospital since I was 30, and I'm retiring today at 60. I've had enough of being a director.
Retirement is good. After retirement, I can serve the people, treat their illnesses, and when I have nothing to do, I go fishing in the Ring River. This kind of life, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern hedges and leisurely viewing the southern mountains, is something I have longed for for many years.
Huang Huiqin curled her lips and began to complain to Lin Sanqi:
"Well, if you want to retire, then retire. After all, positions aren't lifelong. We can't just occupy the position of dean until we die, right? We're not emperors.
This hospital belongs to the people, not to the Shen family. We can't do whatever we want with it. But just because we have a good attitude doesn't necessarily mean others will accept our kindness.
Did you see that just now? It's fine that a new dean was suddenly parachuted in, but upon arrival, that Luo guy started a massive purge, replacing all your godfather's old subordinates. He'll hire anyone who shows loyalty to him.
What am I angry about? A new emperor appoints new ministers, so this is normal.
But the news spread outside and it was a different story. People said that your godfather was too overbearing and prevented many capable and skilled employees from getting ahead.
Now, the great master of Qingtian, Dean Luo, has come and put things right. The sky is finally clear for the Chinese medicine hospital.
Xiaoqi, tell me, this Chinese medicine hospital was founded by your godfather himself, and he worked very hard for it.
For this reason, he refused to be an administrative cadre. Otherwise, after more than ten years, it would not be difficult for him to become a deputy minister, right?
But what did you get in return? You got ridicule and sarcasm from others, who kept saying bad things about your godfather.
Oh my, I get angry just talking about this. Old Shen, let’s not stay in the capital, let’s go back to our hometown in Gusu.”
Shen Guoming was unhappy when he heard this:
"What nonsense are you talking about in front of the children? Do you still want to maintain organizational discipline? Do you still want to uphold the prestige of the hospital's leadership? We must obey the overall situation and don't say anything that is detrimental to unity."
Lin Sanqi slammed the table and frowned.
"Godfather, you are a soldier after all. Where did your military spirit go? Are you letting others bully us?"
Huang Huiqin also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Xiao Qi is right. If it were me, I would slap him in the face and make him completely deny you."
Shen Guoming smiled bitterly:
"You guys are still too naive. Luo Weiliang is very smart. He must have spread those rumors, but do we have any evidence?
Without evidence, if I go to complain to my leader, he will just think that I, an old comrade, am causing trouble.
Didn’t Xiaoqi just say that some cadres’ mentality changes after retirement, becoming petty and finding fault with everything? Will my leaders look at me like that then?
As for me, I've let it go. History will surely give me a fair assessment of the future path of this Chinese medicine hospital, whether it's good or bad. Let's just wait and see."
Lin Sanqi stood up suddenly and said unhappily:
"Godfather, you can tolerate it, but I can't. It doesn't matter whether you become the dean or not, but I can't step on you to climb up. What's the origin of this guy?"
Huang Huiqin replied:
"He used to be a deputy at the Helan Health Department. Since he and the old leader Qu Kaichang are from the same hometown, he probably chose this path. When your godfather retired, he recommended Old Ji to be the director.
As a result, Luo Weiliang was parachuted in, supposedly to polish his rank, first to improve his rank, and then to move up. Precisely because he has such a promising future, you can see how many sycophants are flocking to him at the Chinese Medicine Hospital now.
Qu Kaichang?
Lin Sanqi evaluated it in his mind and thought that this old man was not directly in charge of the health system, and his rank was one level lower than Jing Qisheng.
The key is that Mr. Li from the Ministry of Health has a very close relationship with Lin Sanqi and has a say in his affairs.
Leader Jing, who is in charge of health work, Lin Sanqi has extremely good interpersonal relationships in the health system. Is there anyone with better connections than him?
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi has decided to visit his two direct superiors tomorrow to report the evil deeds.
Luo Weiliang, who disrespected his senior leader, must be taught a good lesson. (End of this chapter)
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