Technical units, say good management, say bad management, also bad management.
For example, smaller and lower-level ones, such as hospitals, schools and even scientific research institutes, are really easy to manage.
In this unit, even if the top technology is a cow, there are still a lot less lines in my heart.
Moreover, compared with those who engage in professional system, they are much more honest.
Everyone generally listens to the leaders. Otherwise, you won't be able to divide the house and study. If you are promoted and pressed for three years, you will have to turn off the fire.
Unless there is an adverse weather, the leaders of other people will invite a casual technical calf from the superior unit every minute, which will press you out of breath.
However, once the technical units surpass the regional level, not to mention the national level, even the provincial technical units are really difficult to manage.
The leaders in the industry have poor skills. They are often tongue tied by the big masters at the bottom. They can't do anything about others. If something is wrong, they change jobs with a group of their subordinates to other provinces.
Non industry leaders parachute in. If they can't get money or projects, they will be the abbot of the dead Shami. There is no one to report to.
For example, hospitals, provincial hospitals at the third class a level. If he is a dean of general education, he doesn't have to think about it. The resources he worked hard during his term of office are inclined towards general education.
It will certainly make ordinary foreigners a flower, and then suppress other disciplines, not for others, because ordinary foreigners can speak and will not be fooled by the people below.
Moreover, there is a common problem for technicians, that is, they despise rights and give him a stamp. It is estimated that he can definitely smile like a flower.
If not, it is generally a posture of not bending down for five bushels of rice.
Only those who are more skilled than him will let him slightly lower his head.
Hospitals are also inseparable from this category. They are often in the third class hospitals at the provincial level. Sometimes, the authority of the president is in the Department, which is not as effective as the authority of the director. This is no exaggeration.
You can see by knocking at the door. When the lower level doctors knock on the director's door, they all chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop.
Even if no one in there has to wait for such a minute or two.
When you go to the dean's office, although it seems to be with respect, it's much more casual than the director's door. It's not particular about chopping.
No one answered the knock and left without looking back. If the Dean asks for something, the director will stand up directly.
Really, the bigger the hospital, the harder it is for leaders to do. Not to mention a group of directors staring at the throne like wolves.
However, there are exceptions. Military hospitals are relatively much better. The hierarchy is still very clear.
The Health Bureau of tea vegetable can't manage the municipal hospital. They can only monitor suggestions, and the health department of bird city has the right.
Therefore, when he arrived at the tea vegetable hospital under the notice of a study class, Ouyang stared at the notice and sneered.
The old lady stopped watering the cactus, drying the sun and doing aerobics. With this notice, the tiger teeth are about to leak out.
"Business Dean, I can't be absent. Ma doesn't know how long his face is! Go and inform the leader at home to come to our office. "
The director of the medical office nodded and began to call Zhang Fan and Ren Li.
There is a stress here. Although everyone knows it, we can't say it clearly.
For example, Ouyang said that if the leaders at home are notified to go to the large conference room for a meeting, the director of the medical department should be notified of several vice presidents, even the section chief and the chief nurse.
If Ouyang says to come to her office, it means to call Zhang Fan and Ren Li. We'll have a meeting!
"Zhang Yuan, when you are free, come to the president's office and the European Court is waiting."
"What's the matter? I'll have an operation later."
A lot of people go to study, so sometimes the people inside don't do well.
Zhang Fan is just like a part-time worker. For a while, he is pulled by a small resident doctor to do a favor for general surgery. For a while, he calls Zhang Yuan to have a look.
Moreover, Zhang Fan recently pushed all his administrative business to Ouyang. He was worried about Ouyang looking for trouble, so he didn't want to go.
So Zhang Fan is stationed in the operating room directly these days. He hasn't even been to the administrative building.
Zhang Fan said that the director of the medical department could not repay Ouyang in this way, otherwise he would be thought to be gossiping.
"Dean, there is a shortage of staff in the operating room these days. There is another operation in hospital Zhang."
"OK, then wait a minute and talk about it in the afternoon."
With that, Ouyang looked through the telephone address book and asked an acquaintance of the health department.
The atmosphere in the recent operating room is very good. Everyone shows off in front of Zhang Fan.
"Zhang Yuan, what do you think of my retractor? Is the operation field much clearer? I think about it myself on weekdays."
The young inpatient dog grinned. The director of the Department and some elderly doctors smiled and didn't speak. They were all from the past and had an enterprising spirit.
"Yes, if tomorrow's knot doesn't slip, which progress will be obvious." Zhang Fan also said with a smile.
The hospitalized dog laughed.
In the afternoon, Zhang Fan took the time to go to the administrative building. The administrative building is an old building. The light is not good. As soon as Zhang Fan entered, he felt like he was in a dark prison. He was not happy. There was no sun in the operating room, but Zhang Fan didn't feel like that.
"Dean, Secretary Ren is here."
After Zhang Fan knocked on the door and went in, he said hello. The director of the medical office quickly poured tea for Zhang Fan.
"Director, why are you so polite? I won't drink it. If it's all right, I have several operations in the afternoon."
"Hehe, you'd better have a drink."
"Yes, have a drink. This is good tea." Ouyang knew that Zhang Fan loved tea and said to Zhang Fan with his eyes slightly exposed above the reading glasses.
"Ha ha!" Ren Li smiled and didn't speak. She is not a jealous person. Now this relationship makes her feel kind.
"It's such a thing. The first affiliated hospital should open a business Dean's study class. Roll call the dean of management business to study. Look who is suitable."
Ren Li and Zhang Fan looked at each other. Zhang Fan doesn't want to go to the dean's business meeting. This kind of meeting is really a waste of time. It's really boring to sit there and listen to a few people bragging.
Ren Li didn't want to go either. She came out of the First Affiliated Hospital in those years. Although she has now become the Secretary of the third class hospital, she is a leader compared with her colleagues in those years.
But she didn't have the kind of arrogance. My mother finally had the mentality of Hexi for 30 years. Instead, she held the idea that seeing each other is better than not seeing each other.
Zhang Fan looked at Ren Li. He didn't speak, and Ren Li didn't speak. Then generally, Ouyang would nod his head and say, "let President Gao understand the spirit of his superiors."
Although he sold Lao Gao, Zhang Fan and the three of them were happy.
But today, after Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan and Ren Li, he didn't say to let Lao Gao go.
But after drinking a mouthful of tea, he said, "whoever comes is not good!"
"Huh?" Zhang Fan didn't understand. Ren Li didn't understand. Isn't it common to have a business meeting? How can it be mysterious.
Looking at the two proud disciples dug out by himself, Ouyang covered his forehead and couldn't help sighing, "the old naive gave you a door and would definitely seal the window for you. Why don't these two open their eyes."
Zhang Fan and Ren Li didn't respond. Ouyang got up, took the documents in his hand and went to the reception sofa. He began to break them up, crumple them and feed the two stupid geese.
"Come on, you two, look at the publication date of this document."
"Oh, yesterday." Zhang Fan nodded. Ren Li also nodded.
"Yes! It was yesterday. " Ouyang is speechless, really.
"When did our trainees leave?"
"The day before yesterday, didn't you also participate in the farewell!" Zhang Fan looks at Ouyang. The old lady's face is black. Zhang Fan knows that he has offended the old lady. He quickly laughs and pretends to continue reading the documents.
Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan's face and wanted to slap him. The more she looked at the smiling face, the more angry she became.
"Our fiscal revenue is divided into several categories."
Zhang Fan knew Ouyang was angry and simply stopped talking. Ren Li saw that Zhang Fan ignored Ouyang. She could only say: "financial allocation, donations from social enterprises, and superior scientific research funds."
"By the way, you see, the finance of our hospital is given by the tea vegetable government, and the social donation was a little more last year." Then he looked at Zhang Fan.
Then he continued: "but this scientific research fund is allocated by the Provincial Department of health.
As soon as our trainees left, they came to a business study. What does this mean? "
Now, Zhang Fan and Ren Li understand“ Someone is jealous? "
Ouyang glanced at Zhang Fan, as if to say, you just reacted.
"It's about our research funding in the future, so Dean Gao can't go.
Hey, hey, it's almost obvious that Zhang Fan will come to study. "
Ouyang has no face but smiles.
"You signed it!" Zhang Fan really didn't want to hold such a meeting, he said a little shamelessly.
"This was not the case in previous years." Ren Lisheng is afraid that Ouyang will be blamed by Zhang Fan. Anyway, dead Taoist friends don't die. I just said the key points.
"Hehe, do you think others are fools!" Ouyang sneered at Zhang Fan and got up and returned to his throne.
Then, he picked up the tea cup, blew the tea, drank a mouthful of water, and said to Zhang Fan, "go and see what moths they make, and dare to deduct our scientific research funds. I'll go to the province and file a lawsuit with them."
"Just go. It's really convenient for you to file a lawsuit."
"Bastard." Ouyang almost threw away his cups angrily. "You think the bird market is a tea vegetable. We can be a little cow or a little naughty here, because we are the vanguard here.
But the bird market is not good. There is no way to file a lawsuit. You can't file a lawsuit every year.
So, you go first, really can't, I'll go again. I'll ask the medical director to accompany you.
I don't trust you to go alone. That's it. Go back to surgery. Don't have pressure. There's me. "
Ouyang coaxed Zhang Fan out of the office. As soon as Ren Li saw that there was nothing wrong with her, she said hello and left the office.
"When we go to the bird market, we are the specialty of tea and vegetable. Go there and turn the door more. Zhang Yuan is unreliable. Let's do a good job in people and things first."
"OK, don't worry, I know."
The medical director put down the pen in his hand. This sentence cannot be recorded.
"Hey, I guess they will be difficult for us this time. I was so happy that I forgot several hospitals in bird market.
Zhang Fan is familiar in the central hospital. They won't be embarrassed by Zhang Fan's face, but... Hey! "
"Why don't Zhang Yuan ask the president of the central hospital to talk about love?"
The director of the medical office hesitated.
Ouyang waved his hand. "If the director of the medical department of the tea vegetable traditional Chinese medicine hospital asked you to speak for them, would you?"
The director of the medical office almost jumped up. "I'm sure I won't."
"Yes, so it's very embarrassing not to pull your legs in the central hospital.
It's also helpful for him to eat ash. Or one day you'll know how to cheat in front of me.
Look at all the signed documents of the surgery department. The boy secretly transferred them back to me day by day. "
Ouyang rubbed his old waist and bit his teeth.
The director of the medical office bowed his head as if he hadn't heard.