Yuan Fangguo was a little nervous about having this meal at Zhang Nan's house, so much so that before he returned to his hometown, every time he passed by Zhang Nan's building, he would involuntarily speed up his pace, for fear that Zhang's father and mother would see him and then drag him home to eat.
Since he had already decided to go home on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, Yuan Fangguo had a dinner with Zhang Wei, Zhong Jiulin and other senior hospital officials before Li Chunli's family wedding banquet.
According to Yuan Fangguo's idea, he planned to hold a staff meeting of the entire hospital before leaving Chengdu. Although Dongjin Hospital only started operating in mid-to-late August, its operating profits in the past few months have been increasing steadily.
In the past, the hospital also held staff meetings, but they were all held in the auditorium of the machinery factory. Now the machinery factory and Dongjin Hospital have become different systems, and it is not easy to hold a meeting in the auditorium of the machinery factory.
Yuan Fangguo even remembers clearly that on the eve of the hospital's opening, all the employees held a meeting in the parking lot.
He decided to let Zhong Jiulin coordinate with the machinery factory to hold the year-end summary meeting in the factory auditorium with appropriate rent.
Zhong Jiulin ran to Wu Jingzhong's office happily. The two were old acquaintances. More than 30 years ago, one of them graduated from an industrial university and the other from a medical university, and both were assigned to a machinery factory.
Zhong Jiulin told Wu Jingzhong about the situation. He originally thought that this old colleague who joined the factory in the same year would give him face, but Wu Jingzhong told Zhong Jiulin with a cold face that it was impossible to rent the auditorium of the machinery factory for a meeting.
Zhong Jiulin came back with a pale face.
No one knew when this news reached the old secretary Wen Chunlai. Wen Chunlai was very angry after hearing it, but he had no way to deal with Wu Jingzhong.
After thinking about it, Wen Chunlai found Zhong Jiulin and told him that the staff meeting could be held at the workers' club.
Since Yuan Fangguo gave tens of thousands of yuan in funding to the Workers' Club last time, the club has begun to recover thanks to the efforts of Wen Chunlai, the old director and Uncle Scar. At present, the Workers' Club cannot be said to have regained its past glory, but it has played a very important role in maintaining stability. Especially after the newspapers, magazines and large color TVs with picture-in-picture functions were fully equipped there, many workers with some education would come to the club to learn about the country's development direction and current political affairs.
The main purpose of Wenchunlai's promotion is to vent complaints and say strange things, but not to bring negative emotions into the factory.
Bao Youwei went there several times after he recovered from his illness. Every time he saw the old workers with patches on their clothes and trousers, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
To this end, he went to the Municipal Party Committee, State-owned Assets Bureau and other government departments several times, hoping to resolve the issue of the machinery factory as soon as possible.
To this end, the Party Committee of the Machinery Factory also came up with two solutions. One was to allocate funds from higher authorities to develop new products and strive to make profits within three years; the second was to carry out shareholding reform of the machinery factory. To put it bluntly, it was to turn a state-owned enterprise into a private enterprise.
As soon as the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission was reached, the main leaders simply ignored the first point.
"Old Bao, the machinery factory is now heavily in debt, and the government simply can't afford to support you. After the new year, we plan to reform the machinery factory into a joint-stock company."
When Bao Youwei heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, and almost fell down when he walked out the door.
He didn't tell anyone about his visit to the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, but kept it secret deep in his heart.
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On the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, the annual work summary meeting of Dongjin Hospital was held in the Workers' Club. Yuan Fangguo, Zhang Wei, Zhong Jiulin and others took their seats on the podium. The meeting was mainly focused on motivating employees. Not only were year-end bonuses given to every employee of the hospital, but bonuses were also given to medical staff and employees with outstanding performance throughout the year.
The lowest-paid employees received 400 yuan, which is equivalent to more than one month's salary. With the year-end bonus, the hospital staff became more motivated.
After the annual work summary meeting, Yuan Fangguo visited various departments of the hospital as usual. When he just left the dermatology and venereology department, Xiao Mingliang recognized him at once.
Xiao Mingliang didn't know Yuan Fangguo's true identity, so when he saw Yuan Fangguo this time, he quickly asked a nurse passing by.
"Miss, who is that man?"
"Our hospital boss."
"What?"
"Our hospital's boss." the nurse said loudly.
"Isn't the director the most important person in your hospital?" Xiao Mingliang was a little confused.
The nurse smiled and said, "Before our hospital was restructured, it was the employee hospital of the machinery factory. Later, the employee hospital could not pay salaries, so Boss Yuan bought the hospital. As the boss, he must have a higher position than the director."
"He is the boss?" Xiao Mingliang couldn't believe it. Yuan Fangguo, who looked like a country bumpkin two years ago, is now dressed in a suit and tie, and has transformed into a boss.
Xiao Mingliang decided not to see a doctor for the time being and to see what kind of person Yuan Fangguo was.
He followed so quietly that when the doctor called his name, no one answered.
"I guess he has no money to see a doctor." Another doctor said with a smile.
"This kind of old client would look for prostitutes when he had money, but now he can't even cure his syphilis because he has no money. It's true that there must be something hateful about pitiful people." The old doctor shook his head.
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Yuan Fangguo inspected all the departments of the hospital and had lunch with the staff in the hospital cafeteria at noon. After dinner, he went to the workers' club of the machinery factory to drink tea and chat with the old secretary, old director, uncle Scar and others for two hours, and listened carefully to their opinions and suggestions on the post-New Year park.
"We need a small square. We used to have a performance troupe in our factory, but now the factory can't pay their salaries. I think we should organize those art backbones and form a performance troupe. Maybe we can make some extra money, so it would be best to build a small square when the time comes." This was the opinion of the old director.
"We can build an artificial lake in the park and go there to cool off in the summer." Uncle Scar also suggested.
Not only did the two of them have suggestions, but even the workers who were chatting in the workers' club joined in. They expressed their opinions and talked loudly, while Yuan Fangguo picked up a pen and quickly wrote down his thoughts in his notebook.
"Old Secretary, do you have any good suggestions?" In the end, after writing down several pages of notes, everyone had said almost everything they wanted to say, so Yuan Fangguo decided to ask Wen Chun to come to the old secretary for the final decision.
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