On the second to last day before school started, Yuan Fangguo was not with his girlfriend in the morning because he had made an appointment with the hospital leaders to hold a meeting in the hospital at ten o'clock this morning. The meeting would not only continue the previous practice, but more importantly, he needed to conduct a comprehensive inventory of the hospital's current overall profit situation. After the drawings from the design institute came out, it would be time to make a project budget, and he needed to have enough funds to support the construction of the park.
At 9:30 in the morning, Yuan Fangguo arrived at the hospital. Accompanied by Zhang Wei and Zhong Jiulin, Yuan Fangguo walked around the hospital and listened to the reports from the president and vice president.
Zhang Wei told Yuan Fangguo that the overall operating conditions of the hospital are still quite good. The monthly patient flow can at least increase by ten percentage points based on the previous month. But don’t underestimate these ten percentage points, the profits they bring are not small.
While walking and listening to the reports of Zhang Wei and Zhong Jiulin, Yuan Fangguo was quite satisfied with the current operating status of the hospital. He also put forward his own ideas at the appropriate time, such as the construction of a new site for the hospital and a convalescent center for disabled soldiers.
Zhang Wei had also been to the battlefield. After listening to Yuan Fangguo's idea of building a convalescent center for disabled soldiers in the park, he nodded involuntarily.
"Mr. Yuan, your idea is good. Although the country now has many preferential treatments for disabled soldiers, I think it's still not enough in terms of recuperation. If you can build this recuperation center, I can help you get financial subsidies from higher authorities."
Yuan Fangguo did not think too much about the financial subsidies. According to him, it was mainly to help the reputation of the hospital. In this way, there would be no worries about the source of patients. Providing free preferential treatment to disabled soldiers was also equivalent to advertising for his hospital.
Yuan Fangguo was overjoyed. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Dean Zhang."
Zhang Wei smiled. "Not really. As a soldier and a doctor, I'm definitely thinking about contributing to this most beloved group. Your suggestion is a real eye-opener for me."
Zhong Jiulin, standing by, took over and said, "Mr. Yuan's suggestion is actually quite good. Many places abroad have already begun implementing socialized security, rather than limiting it to a specific sector. The advantage of doing so is that professionals can be confidently and boldly assigned to their specific tasks, maximizing resource integration. For soldiers who have been wounded and disabled for their country, the physical hardships they suffer naturally can't be resolved, but psychological trauma can be healed through appointments. Just like Sister Lan, she's been in a much better mood these past few days. The doctor said she still has some shadows in her lungs, and she'll be able to be discharged once those shadows are resolved."
Yuan Fangguo has been concerned about Aunt Lan's condition. He planned to visit her in the hospital tomorrow. However, after hearing Zhong Jiulin mention that Aunt Lan's condition was not bad, Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but laugh.
"Old Zhong, do you think Auntie Lan will come to the hospital?"
Zhong Jiulin laughed. "It's hard to say. It depends on her."
Zhang Wei also nodded. "Mr. Yuan, if Sister Lan is unwilling to come to the hospital, it's probably because she feels her contribution to the hospital is not significant. You're taking care of her by coming here. Instead of that, you should give her more time. Old Zhong's family happens to be in the family quarters. You can mobilize Sister Lan to revitalize the factory's former dance troupe. This will be a good opportunity for her to make use of her strengths. This way, Sister Lan will feel valuable, and over time, her confidence will be built up. It won't be too late to invite her over then."
Every word of Zhang Wei's analysis made sense. Yuan Fangguo thought about it carefully and realized that he was indeed too hasty and had the idea of openly helping him. Now it seems that this is not very reasonable.
"Director Zhang, your analysis is good. You are worthy of being a psychological expert." Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but give Zhang Wei a thumbs up.
The three of them walked into the conference room on the rooftop of the hospital, chatting and laughing. There were only five minutes left before the meeting started.
Yuan Fangguo walked to the podium, looked around, and estimated that most of the people were there.
Zhong Jiulin asked the director of the Security Department to check on the people, and the director of the Security Department told him directly that everyone was already there.
"Mr. Yuan, everyone is here."
Yuan Fangguo nodded and said softly to Zhong Jiulin, "Old Zhong, let's get started."
Zhong Jiulin nodded and then began to speak loudly.
After each department reported, it was followed by reports from various places. Among them, what Yuan Fangguo was most concerned about were the strings of real data.
Guan Liying was still the head of the Finance Department, and she quickly gave Yuan Fangguo specific revenue details.
The hospital has been in operation for about six months since it started operating in August last year. The revenue in this half year is about 100,000. Excluding January, 100,000 was paid for land, as well as other expenses such as condolences to the machinery factory, disabled soldiers and commuter buses. Currently, the entire hospital account has nearly 700,000 in deposits.
However, it is almost the end of the month, and according to the contract, Yuan Fangguo still needs to pay the remaining balance of 510,000 yuan.
This means that he currently has almost 100,000 yuan at his disposal.
The contract from the design institute was less than ten thousand yuan, and with the budgeted expenses, the total estimate for the two was only about ten thousand yuan.
After listening to Guan Liying's report, Yuan Fangguo did not say anything, but just nodded slightly.
Zhang Wei glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then let out a sigh of relief.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
