Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 213 Professional Guidance Needed

Zhang Yan took a look and found that there was nothing important that day. All things were carried out in an orderly manner according to the previous arrangements. Sister Ai also reported in real time about the public opinion trends on Zhang Lingbei.

When Zhang Yan's words were conveyed to Zhang Lingbei, although he didn't know what favor the Zhang family owed him, he obediently accepted it.

Sister Ai immediately reported that Zhang Lingbei agreed to the filming.

Although the endorsement news has not been posted online yet, Shengtian Entertainment is also working on related plans. On the one hand, it is to prevent some bad remarks, and of course it is also to give Zhang Lingbei effective publicity to increase his popularity.

People in the circle didn't guess what this endorsement meant, and thought that Zhang Lingbei was going to start accepting business cooperation, so they asked Zhang Lingbei for his quotation through middlemen.

As a result, we couldn't even get a quote. The answer we got was that, considering the business content of Tiangong Group, the exclusivity item was several pages long, which basically excluded most products.

The few remaining brands were also rejected for other reasons.

This made everyone even more confused.

Zhang Lingbei's team did not explain and left everyone to guess.

Someone privately approached Zhang Lingbei to inquire about this matter. He was not stupid and did not say anything to others. When asked, he just said he did not know and it was the team's arrangement.

The team’s response was more official: It is not convenient to tell you, and we will wait for official news for the specific situation.

What a great Tai Chi.

After Zhang Yan met with a bunch of people, it was already mid-morning when he finally drank the hot milk that Xiao Zhu gave him. The main reason was that every time someone came to see Zhang Yan, Xiao Zhu would serve tea or water. The customers drank tea or coffee, and Xiao Zhu remembered that Zhang Yan couldn't drink too much of these, so he refilled his cup with boiled water.

When Xiao Zhu was almost done and returned to his seat, he smelled a faint burnt smell, which scared him.

She thought the computer host had burned out, but the computer was still running normally. After looking around, she found that it was the bottle of milk that she was going to give to Zhang Yan. The packaging had changed color because it had been heated for too long.

Xiao Zhu patted his chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

I touched the milk carton and it was very hot.

Xiao Zhu found a nice mug, put a spoonful of sugar at the bottom of the mug, and poured milk into the mug. A cup of hot milk was ready, and he quickly sent it to Zhang Yan.

Xiao Zhu thought that it was not good to drink milk on an empty stomach at this time, so he took a small ceramic plate, put two cookies on it, and gave them to Zhang Yan together.

Zhang Yan looked at the milk and biscuits, then looked at the time on his watch. If he remembered correctly, the children in the pediatric department also drank milk and ate biscuits at this time. The volunteers said this was the morning snack time.

What else can I say? At least he didn't remember to bring him milk until mealtime. He just let Xiao Zhu go out.

Zhang Yan couldn't drink much more, so Xiao Zhu's unlimited refills of boiled water made him full.

He thought he would just drink a sip out of respect, but when he picked it up, the milk burned his tongue. Zhang Yan even wondered if Xiao Zhu had brought the milk from the cafeteria and boiled it in a pot before bringing it to him.

The heat was so severe that Zhang Yan stuck out his tongue. After thinking for a moment, he picked up his phone, turned on the camera, and switched to selfie mode, intending to see if there were any blisters on his tongue.

Fortunately, it's just a little red and there are no blisters.

Zhang Yan's hand slipped and he pressed the capture button.

Thus, the poor man with his tongue sticking out and his brows frowned was frozen in time.

My tongue was burned red and the photo was taken accidentally. I have to see a doctor and ask him what to do.

Zhang Yan opened WeChat and found Lin Feng’s profile picture in the top dialog box. “Doctor Lin, my tongue was burned by the hot milk.”

Attached is a selfie with a red tongue.

Zhang Yan had been blowing into the mug in front of him for several minutes. The milk had become warm, and he did not receive any professional guidance from Dr. Lin.

Maybe he is busy. Zhang Yan is still not in the outpatient clinic. He must be on the operating table.

Zhang Yan slowly drank the sweet milk, eating crispy cookies with it. He thought that Xiao Zhu must have been working too hard, so he only remembered to heat the milk for him now, and accidentally heated it too hot.

In order to reward Xiao Zhu for his hard work, Zhang Yan transferred a red envelope of 200 yuan to Xiao Zhu with the note: Thank you for your hard work.

The moment Xiao Zhu received the red envelope, he thought Zhang Yan had sent it to the wrong person, and only dared to accept it after seeing the note.

Replied with an emoticon that said "Thank you, boss."

Xiao Zhu felt that this morning was too tortuous, but fortunately there was light at the end.

I was just feeling unhappy about the expense of buying a new lipstick, and now it just so happens that I have the money to buy a new lipstick.

After finishing a glass of milk, Zhang Yan did not receive Lin Feng's reply. Instead, there was a knock on the office door.

It’s Wang Jingmei from the Human Resources Department who is here.

"Director Wang, please take a seat."

Wang Jingmei brought a plan, attached to which were the minutes of her meeting with the head of Shengtian Entertainment's trainee arts training organization and the human resources managers of each branch.

The content of the plan is very concise. It mainly determines whether the trainees can debut based on their assessment results in the arts training courses. Trainees who are temporarily unable to debut will be interviewed. If they are willing to transfer, they can submit an application and resume. Their resumes will be sent to various branches, and the branches will select the best candidates for interviews based on their respective needs.

Even if they fail the interview, they can continue to stay in Shengtian Entertainment's training institution to continue their artistic training, but as before, they will only receive the minimum living expenses.

Zhang Yan took a look at the contents of the project plan and said, "It's not a big problem. We can implement it this way and make optimizations based on the actual situation during the implementation process. In this matter, we must rely on mutual consent. We cannot force interns to transfer positions, nor can we force branches to recruit people. Recruitment must still be done according to the rules, and priority should be given to those with professional abilities suitable for the position."

The transfer of trainees is a precedent in the industry. Many companies keep these less talented kids until their youth is exhausted or they are able to pay the sky-high penalty.

Why bother?

If everyone takes a step back and gives others a chance to turn things around, it is also giving ourselves a chance.

Instead of raising a group of children who can't make money, it is better to let them make money for the company somewhere else.

After discussing the trainees' transfer, they also talked about the lackeys of the old men in the company.

"Hurry up and select a suitable person from Wanyang City. For important positions in other branches, select reserve cadres from the group. Don't use the people there. They are all old-fashioned and unreliable, listening to the old men on the board of directors."

After listening to Zhang Yan's instructions, Wang Jingmei went back to arrange the work.

Zhang Yan had finished eating the meal that Xiao Tang had sent him, but he had not received any instructions on how to take the medicine. Because his tongue was a little sore today, Zhang Yan felt that today's meal was not very tasty.