Surgery Godfather Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Chapter 0222: Give a Peach in Return of a Plum

“That's the Ruixing booth.” Song Zimo introduced.

Yang Ping came to the Ruixing booth, Jiahui had just finished arranging the instruments and saw Yang Ping coming over: “Hello, Teacher Yang!”

“Just call me Doctor Yang, Manager Huang, is this volunteer work, or-”

Huang Jiacai, who was bending over busy packing empty cartons, immediately stood straight: “Dr. Yang, nice to meet you! I am Huang Jiacai, the sales manager of Ruixing in G City, please take care of me a lot.”

“Is the location of your booth okay?” Yang Ping asked.

Huang Jiacai was very satisfied: “Thank you.”

With a prime location, and flanked by the three orthopedic giants, what could there be to complain about?

Upon seeing this scene, Manager Gan, who was standing by, fully understood. His analysis and judgment were correct.

Huang Jiacai knows these young doctors; they did him a favor by keeping this location, not reporting it, and privately pocketing the money given by Huang Jiacai.

Small maneuvers in booth arrangements of medical academic conferences often happen. If you go through the regular sponsorship process, this booth would cost at least 200,000 sponsorship fees to even get a spot.

Some small companies lack the strength to afford sponsorship fees, so they resort to backdoor deals and chicanery.

One or two booths being sold like this wouldn't really be noticeable and no one would care.

The younger doctors are not too familiar with Gan Fengyi, who usually runs the operations and has a good relationships with several Sanbo directors.

Seeing the leading figure, Yang Ping, who is young but being called “Teacher Yang”, made Gan Fengyi's teeth sour.

Not far away, Professor Su and his group were coming over.

Dean Xia and Director Han had to leave temporarily because of some issues, and the director of the blood bank came over to discuss matters of support with them.

As Johnson & Johnson's sales manager, Gan Fengyi was very familiar with Professor Su. After all, Johnson & Johnson's largest client in G City is First Attached Hospital.

Gan Fengyi immediately adjusted her expression, showing a professional smile, like the warm sun of spring, and prepared to greet them.

From a distance, Su Nanchen ran to the front, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Yang Ping: “Dr. Yang-”

He then whispered, “My dad wanted to come over and check it out.”

“Hello, Professor Su!” Yang Ping let go of Su Nanchen's hand, and Professor Su had already come over.

Everyone greeted Professor Su. Su Yixuan also said: “Hello, Professor Su!”

Looking at Yang Ping, and then at his beloved daughter, Professor Su was filled with joy: “Xiao Yang, don't feel any pressure, at the crucial moment, show all your strength and let others see the power of China.”

“I will, thank you Professor Su!”

“Nurse Su, you will be assisting Dr. Yang, you must do your best. The preparation should be good, don't drag the team down.” Professor Su said seriously.

Su Yixuan pouted: “Thank you for your concern, Professor Su!”

Gan Fengyi initially thought Professor Su and his group were coming over to greet her, and she almost reached out her hand.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly when she realized they weren't paying attention to her. If she really reached out, it would have been embarrassing.

This young doctor clearly has a very good relationship with Professor Su and Su Nanchen.

No wonder he can casually set aside such a good booth for his own use.

She originally planned to use her connections to dispute over the booth, but now she has completely given up on the idea.

Gan Fengyi is someone who knows where to draw the line. She had to swallow this unpleasant experience.

Offending Professor Su would mean ruining her company's business.

Not just Gan Fengyi, but all the orthopedic equipment vendors. Upon seeing Professor Su, they always show total respect. Every utterance has to be drafted three times. He is the chairman of the orthopedic committee in Nandu Province after all!

Gan Fengyi shot Huang Jiacai a glance. Huang Jiacai responded with an OK gesture, which was clear provocation, making her grind her teeth in anger.

“Hello, Professor Su!” Manager Gan finally found an appropriate opportunity.

“Xiao Gan, you're here too? You came so early?” Professor Su just noticed Gan Fengyi. He had only been paying attention to Yang Ping and Su Yixuan and didn't see Gan Fengyi.

“We came over early to check things out and get familiar with the venue.” Manager Gan responded respectfully.

Professor Su only spoke one sentence to Gan Fengyi before turning back to chat with Yang Ping again.

Gan Fengyi, feeling neglected, was caught in a dilemma of whether to stay or leave, but she kept smiling throughout.

After a while, Professor Su admonished: “Teamwork is very important, especially the collaboration between medical staff, the operating nurse has to consult the chief surgeon about the details of the surgery, understand each step, that's the only way to work well together.”

“Mmmm!” Su Yixuan nodded, her hand sneakily motioned to Su Nanchen: Get Dad out of here.

“It's getting late, shall we check out other places?” Su Nanchen suggested.

Director Han came over again to accompany Professor Su to tour the emergency department and the operating room.

“Brother, you're amazing. Just now I was too scared to speak, who were they? The woman, she's so pretty but so fierce.”

“Johnson & Johnson's South China Sales Manager, Gan Fengyi, is a celebrity in our circle. Not only is she extraordinarily beautiful, but her professional skills are also top-notch. At just 30 years old, she became a regional manager. She was able to knock Jiemai, which used to be the big boss in G City, off the top. She is a formidable woman who strikes fear into others the moment they meet her. She has an impressive knack for running in high-heels.” Huang Jiacai had a certain understanding of her.

“She's that impressive, huh? But it doesn't seem like you're afraid of her. When she saw you, she didn't seem so fierce anymore.” Jiahui gave a thumbs up.

“Just managing the South China region is too minor for her, Johnson & Johnson should give her the position of Asia Pacific Sales Director, that would be more fitting for her.” Huang Jiacai watched Gan Fengyi enter the elevator.

Jiahui looked at her brother's gaze, “It seems like you really admire her?”

Huang Jiacai sat down to rest, “Let me tell you, this woman is really something. Rumor has it that she owns a red gemstone book, which contains detailed information about every hospital director, department director, and director of Orthopedics in the South China region, as well as their spouses, children's, birthdays, hobbies, etc. There's a story about a hospital director's wife who loves sticky rice and lychee dumplings. She personally carpet-bombed the search for sticky rice lychee trees, picked several good trees, and paid to reserve them. Come lychee season, she sends boxes of them right on time.”

“That's really impressive.” Jiahui said enviously.

“That's not all. What's more impressive is that every year, she writes a book by herself–an annual market development summary and forecast for Orthopedic equipment. Her market analysis is incredibly precise. Ever since she took over Johnson & Johnson's South China market, Jiemai and Stryker have been steadily retreating in the South China market without any ability to fight back.”

Huang Jiacai was still staring at the elevator door.

“This woman is really that incredible? Big brother, how do you know her so well?” Jiahui was puzzled.

“As long as they are significant figures in this industry, there's no one I don't know. Knowing your enemy and yourself will bring success in every battle.” Huang Jiacai withdrew his gaze.

“Doctor Yang is really wonderful. He helped us get such a good exhibition space, we used to be just by the elevator.”

“This is a case of repaying kindness with kindness. If you put out some effort, others will see it and they won't treat you unfairly. After the conference, we'll have to hire a few more people, we're becoming too busy.”

Everyone has their own work to do. They took some photos on the conference site, played around for a bit, and then got busy again.

Little Five received a call. Dr. Park Chun-ui from South Korea is about to arrive. As the person in charge of receiving guests, he immediately set off with the hotel driver.

With Tang Fei responsible for translation, she picked a few students who were good at English, and started to give the final instructions to these translators, such as the translations for some special and rare vocabulary.

Director Gao came over in high spirits and saw Yang Ping, “Dr. Yang! Dr. Yang!”

He had been following Yang Ping's surgeries for a full month and learned a lot, upgrading his technical skills to a new level. He decided to continue following after the conference.

Director Ouyang and Director Bai were chatting with a few familiar faces. Their hospital was able to host such an academic conference, which naturally brought them pride.

While chatting with old acquaintances, some students came over to report the latest news about the arrival of the guests.

Guests from Singapore have arrived, South Koreans are almost there, and the Japanese will arrive in the afternoon. The feeling was even better than having half a bottle of Maotai liquor.

Director Ding was a bit downcast because he had been late several times during the training and ignored Director Han's several warnings.

When he was one step away from being demoted, Director Han summoned him to his office and scolded him bloody, threatening to demote him to a resident physician and make him work the overnight shift if he was late again. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to be late afterwards.

“Fatty! Fatty!”

Someone called Fatty, who narrowed his eyes into a line and looked everywhere.

“Over here, what kind of eyesight do you have!”

Someone came over and clapped his shoulder. It was a classmate from the provincial hospital, a classmate from his undergraduate years.

“Your Sanbo really did an impressive job this time. Our provincial hospital never had this scale of conference when we hosted.” His classmate originally came just to have fun, but seeing this scene, even before the conference had started, things had already heated up.

Fatty's eyes were filled with laughter, creating the appearance of having no eyes at all: “Oh please, it's not that big. We're all just stirring up some excitement. This time at least twenty foreigners are coming. We'll be holding a live broadcast with Tokyo University Hospital. You should check out the level of our Trauma Orthopedics.”

“Fatty, you should get a new suit, your buttons are about to pop off.”

Dr. Jin passed by and immediately noticed that his suit was too small. It was stretched taut and the buttons seemed ready to burst off at any moment.

“I just bought it in the first half of the year, but now it doesn't fit me anymore.” Fatty touched his belly.

Director Bai, who looked like a plump Hong Jinbao while walking, came over and said, “Ah Fatty, you have to be on stage in the next two days. Tell everyone to get a good night's sleep tonight and rest well.”

“Really, there are still opportunities to get on stage.” His classmate jabbed Fatty in the chest with a punch, full of envy.

Fatty clutched his stomach, “I'm just an alternate.”

Being an alternate is still an honor. Not just anyone can sit on the bench of the NBA.

“Old Bai, you have to go on stage tomorrow?” familiar faces were surprised as this will be a live broadcast on the same stage with Tokyo University Hospital. Good on Old Bai.

Director Bai laughed heartily, “The young ones will be up, we're just here to make sure things go smoothly and step in when needed.”

“Old Ding, what are you doing over there, come over, how's your team's preparation?” Director Bai was exceptionally enthusiastic now, his sense of participation was strong.

He had always complained about the training before, but now he took pride in it. He told his old acquaintances, “Our training is incredibly strict. You guys never experienced it, but it can make you shed a layer of skin and lose a few pounds.”

Director Ding came over, squeezing a smile onto his face, “Where's Old Han?”

“He was just with Professor Su. What, Director Tan hasn't assigned any tasks to your group yet?” Director Ouyang asked.

“Not yet, our group hasn't received any tasks. I wanted to talk to Old Han about it, but I didn't dare mention it just now.” Director Ding didn't usually care about collective things. This time, everyone was involved in the academic conference while his group still didn't have a task. It made him feel left out.

Feeling lost was quite prevalent. Seeing others busy while feeling hollow inside oneself, it was like being an abandoned orphan.

“Professor Zhang!”

Professor Zhang Zongshun came in with his hands behind his back, immediately drawing a crowd.

Chapter end

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