At nearly 6:30 in the evening, Luoji Private Restaurant.

Yan Feifan, Feng Jian, the chief physician of oral surgery who came with him and Pan Jichuan, and his father, briefly exchanged greetings, and then sat in the private room.

Peng Zhanghua is nearly fifty years old and has gained a little weight. His hairline has retreated to the top of his head, looking a little greasy.

As for Pan Jichuan's father, Pan Shijin, chief physician of general surgery, he is a tall and handsome uncle with a sword-eyed eyebrows and star-like appearance.

Peng Zhanghua took a sip of tea, looked around the elegant decoration of the private room, and chuckled: "I have heard that home-cooked meals here are awesome, but the guests are full every day, and it is difficult to book a seat without a week in advance."

"Doctor Yan, your investment here has been recovered long ago?"

Yan Feifan chuckled and said, "Although there are many customers, the profit margin is not as high as others imagine."

"I have read the report last month. If the investment income is converted from year to year, it is less than thirty points."

"Are you not satisfied with the thirty points?" Peng Zhanghua looked exaggerated with envy and jealousy.

Pan Shijin chuckled and said, "Old Peng, think about Dr. Yan's salary income, and naturally understand why he didn't look at the thirty points."

Peng Zhanghua said with a look of shock: "Oh, I've judged others by myself. Doctor Yan's income can be more than one million in one operation."

He asked curiously again: "Doctor Yan, will you really not undergo plastic surgery in the future?"

"I'll still answer."

Yan Feifan admitted frankly: "It's just a conditional connection. First, it can interest me and challenge me. Second, it can be made with money."

"It is of course the best to have both."

Peng Zhanghua nodded and smiled, "That's what it should be. Even if you have a medical pursuit, you still have to make money."

"Today's society cannot be separated from money everywhere, and it is no longer an era of empty talk about ideals and pursuits..."

Several people chatted for a while, and a waiter served the food.

After drinking, Yan Feifan prepared Moutai and red wine in advance.

Peng Zhanghua and Pan Shijin both chose to drink red wine.

The food tastes remained as high as ever, which made Peng Zhanghua and Pan Shijin praised them all the time.

After three rounds of food, Pan Shi Jinsha asked casually: "Doctor Yan, the adjustments of the hospital leaders have been confirmed, right?"

Yan Feifan nodded and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it will be officially announced tomorrow."

Pan Shijin said suddenly: "No wonder, Director Ding of our department was bored in the office in the morning and threw his beloved tea set."

Yan Feifan was slightly stunned and asked, "Director Ding is interested in developing into a management position?"

Pan Shijin smiled lightly and said, "Our general surgery department is one of the top major departments in the hospital. Director Ding is in charge of our department at the age of 45, which is also considered young and capable."

"He naturally wanted to go further when he had the chance."

"However, in the past few months, Director Wang of the Plastic Surgery Center has become more and more dazzling with your assistance from Dr. Yan."

Yan Feifan said bluntly: "This time Director Wang was not elected as the leader of the hospital. He lost his position as director because he was reported and exposed some mistakes."

These words surprised Peng Zhanghua and Pan Shijin.

"Really? False?"

Yan Feifan nodded and said, "Really."

He explained vaguely again: "I believe you know the situation of Director Wang's daughter Yanyan."

"In the past few years, Director Wang took his daughter to treat him around the world, and there were inevitably some negligence in his job."

Peng Zhanghua sighed lightly and said sympathetically: "It is not easy for Director Wang Chuan to bring his daughter alone."

"In just a few years, he developed the plastic surgery center into a hospital's fiery department, becoming the three most well-known plastic surgery centers in the country. His strength and ability are both excellent."

"Some people are mentally bleak, but they just can't stand others."

Pan Shijin sighed: "Jealousy is the original sin."

He turned to the scene: "Director Ding and Director Wang have both been named leaders of the Mesozoic gentry that are comparable to our hospital."

"But, they are very disagreeable."

"Disagreement? What's the reason?" Yan Feifan's gossip was very excited.

Pan Shijin sighed lightly and said, "Director Ding and Director Wang were said to be good friends in their early years."

"Director Ding has a sister who is said to be very beautiful and has a passionate pursuit of Director Wang."

"However, Director Wang had a long time ago, Director Ding's sister went abroad to develop sadly."

"I didn't expect that I was in a car accident and I lost my people."

"It is said that since then, Director Ding has vented his anger and blamed Director Wang."

This reason made Yan Feifan feel a little sad. He didn't expect that Wang Chuan would have such a past...

In the second half of the banquet, Yan Feifan and Dr. Peng asked for advice and guidance on the big tongue correction surgery and had some communication.

Because Yan Feifan had fixed surgery arrangements this week on Wednesday morning and Thursday morning.

On Friday afternoon, Yan Feifan and Aipo's mother had surgery. In the evening, she had to go to the British Consulate for surgery.

As a chief physician, Dr. Peng also has many work arrangements.

The two discussed it for a while, and Dr. Peng decided to work overtime on Thursday night to do a large tongue correction surgery.

During this operation, Yan Feifan was his surgical assistant.

On Saturday, Dr. Peng worked overtime again and gave a systematic explanation to Yan Feifan on the big tongue correction surgery.

Yan Feifan was grateful for Dr. Peng's efforts and silently remembered them in his heart...

Because there is work tomorrow, a few people have dinner, chatted for a while, and then they parted.

Yan Feifan returned to Zui Mo Huating's residence, before nine o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he entered the house, Yan Feifan unexpectedly discovered that two soldiers were waiting for him, accompanied by his sister and Su Ye.

One of them, Yan Feifan, knew Colonel Li Qiang who picked him up to the satellite control base in the capital.

The other one is older and has a colonel rank.

After introduction, Yan Feifan learned that the strange Colonel Zhang was from the Logistics Support Department of the Binhai Military Region.

"Doctor Yan, General asked me to tell you that the satellite has resumed normal operation in orbit."

"The general also asked me to convey his thanks!"

As he said this, Colonel Li Qiang saluted Yan Feifan.

Then, he said solemnly: "I will reward you for your contributions, which is the usual style of our army."

"In view of Dr. Yan, you have just been awarded the first-class merit not long ago, the general said that the reward for you this time will be replaced with a more practical one."

"We learned that the house you live in is still rented."

“After coordination in many aspects…”

Li Qiang handed over a thick large kraft paper bag.

"Doctor Yan, we have selected a house for you, I hope you can like it."

Yan Feifan took the cowhide bag and took out the documents inside.

Yan Ziruo and Yu Suye also came over curiously...

“No. 146, University Road, District 5, District 27, Binhai University Faculty and Staff Residential Community…”

When Yan Feifan saw the address filled in on the property transfer agreement, he was stunned.

He asked confirmation: "That academician community in Binda?"

Yan Feifan knew about the fifth district of Bin University’s faculty and staff because it also had a famous nickname, Academician Community.

There are 36 single-family villas in this community, dedicated to academicians of the two academies who work in Binda, as well as senior professors who have made outstanding contributions.

Colonel Zhang, who was standing beside him, nodded and smiled, "Doctor Yan is the academician community."

He further explained: "At that time, Bindawei expanded the faculty and staff residences and occupied a lot of land in our military region after consultation."

"This time, we negotiated with Binda and asked them to give us a villa."

"Doctor Yan, as long as you sign the agreement, the property rights of this Villa No. 27 belong to you."

"Unlike other Binda Academicians, they only have the right to live and use the villa, and have no ownership..."

Hearing this, Yan Feifan was a little excited.

It’s hard to say that the single-family villa in Shizhong District is scarce. It goes without saying that it is scarce.

The problem is, this is not something you can buy with money and identity.
Chapter completed!