Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 595 Has Relatives

Hearing Director Wu's words, everyone almost knew what the meeting was about.

No need to ask, it must be to stipulate the order of the exchange team of Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and the school's order during the few days of visiting Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Next, Director Wu said several more things.

To sum it up, if you meet Mr. Feng and others in the exchange group at school, you must be polite and simply say hello, but don't get too entangled. Especially, it is strictly forbidden to find Mr. Feng and ask for a group photo.

In addition, Director Wu specifically instructed Chef Huang: "Chef Huang, in the past few days, the meals in the school cafeteria must be rich, the portions must be sufficient, and the hygiene must be clean, do you understand?"

"Director Wu, don't worry."

Chef Huang nodded grinningly and said, "I thought it was such a big deal, but it turned out to be such a simple thing. Didn't I do a good job every time the leaders came to visit our school? This time, too. no problem!"

He curled his lips and thought to himself, it's worth notifying Lao Tzu to come over for a meeting for such a fart thing?These people are really boring.

Thinking in his heart, Chef Huang showed disapproval on his face.

Director Wu frowned when he saw it, and said seriously: "Chef Huang, anyway, I'm reminding you now, if the people in the working group eat in our school cafeteria and have any problems, No one can protect you, understand? Don't take it seriously! You have to know that Mr. Feng is not an ordinary person. Although he has retired for many years, Mr. Feng's students, to put it bluntly, But all over China, if something happens, Mr. Feng may not care, but his students will definitely care, and they will definitely trouble our school when the time comes, understand?"

"I understand Director Wu."

Chef Huang suddenly realized, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Don't worry, I will strictly control food hygiene in the past few days!"

"That's fine."

Director Wu relaxed his brows slightly after receiving his assurance, and then he ordered the logistics staff, such as Feng Lao and others, to have hot water supply 24 hours a day when they lived in the school's internal guest house , How to clean up the room every day and so on.

No matter how big or small, almost every aspect has been considered.

On this point, Zhao Yifan really admired Director Wu a little bit.

Sure enough, what kind of person and what kind of position is suitable for him.

People like Director Wu are able to consider how thoughtful the reception work is, and they really deserve to be the leader who is responsible for the reception.

If another person came over, he would definitely not have considered as carefully as Director Wu.

"...Okay, that's about it. Next, everyone hurry up and perform their duties."

After Director Wu finished explaining the matter, he glanced at the time. He was very satisfied with the control of the time at 10:[-] and [-] minutes, and said: "Teachers of each grade group, the third class today, temporarily adjust Come to the evening self-study, please ask the teachers to arrange the students in the class and clean up the school, I only have one request."

He paused, and said seriously: "There must be no dead ends in hygiene. After all, we are a medical school, and we should pay more attention to hygiene. Don't you think so?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said anything.

"Okay, let's go."

Director Wu waved his hand.

At this time, someone suddenly asked: "Chu Wu, since it is an exchange study, will Mr. Feng arrange lectures? If so, what should the students do if they want to listen?"

Director Wu frowned when he heard the words, glanced at the people below, and said: "Exchange and study, there must be lectures, not just the people from the exchange group of the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The college will definitely send out the best teachers to give lectures, but you all know Mr. Feng’s class, and there are too many people who want to listen to it. If you don’t talk about others, just take me as an example. I want to listen to it too. , who of us who study Chinese medicine doesn’t want to hear it? So if the student puts forward this request, I guess it will be difficult to realize it.”

After a pause, Director Wu went on to say: "There are several reasons. First, Mr. Feng is too old to teach many classes. I guess it is only one or two classes at most; second, even if he is If students are allowed to come to listen, then only some students with excellent grades can come, because we have many teachers who also want to listen, right? I hope the teachers will go back and explain this to the students. Okay, let’s go to our own business , By the way, teachers, the office building is also arranged to be cleaned, and your office must be cleaned before noon."

After leaving these words, Director Wu left in a hurry.

Everyone in the lecture theater dispersed.

At this time, the advantages of Zhao Yifan, Lu Jiaxuan and the others were revealed—they stood at the back and walked out of the classroom as soon as they lifted their feet.

"Look, I guessed right before."

As soon as he went out, Lu Jiaxuan said triumphantly: "I guess it must be that the exchange group of Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is coming today, otherwise, it would be impossible to announce the meeting in such a hurry." After a pause, he continued: "That's because With Mr. Feng around, that's why he attaches so much importance to it."

"exactly."

Feng Bo nodded and said: "Mr. Feng is a figure in our Chinese medicine circle. This time he will come, and the whole school must attach great importance to it. If it doesn't work out, the provincial leaders may also come."

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

Zhao Yifan was a little speechless when he heard it, and then he realized that Feng Lao's fame and status seemed to be much higher than he imagined.

"Is this an exaggeration? It's not an exaggeration at all."

Feng Bo explained: "Little Zhao, you may not know Mr. Feng very well. He was a national expert in the field of traditional Chinese medicine decades ago, and he has been serving as the dean of the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine for a long time. , and also treated many big leaders. It can be said that none of the people that Mr. Feng knew and contacted was simple. Think about it, how could such a person, the provincial leader, be neglected? And according to the level To put it bluntly, this is also because Mr. Feng retired, otherwise, Mr. Feng's level is not low."

"That's natural."

Lu Jiaxuan went on to say: "The Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a national key medical school. As the oldest and most famous dean, Mr. Feng is naturally not low in rank. But having said that, this time, we want to meet Feng If you are old, it will be difficult."

"I am very sure of that."

Feng Bo nodded, sighed and said: "It can't be said that it is difficult, see, you can definitely see it, after all, Dean Tang will definitely hold a welcome party for Mr. Feng, but, the three of us are lecturers. A teacher at the level is probably not eligible to attend the welcome party."

"You should be the three of us, two lecturers, and one teaching assistant. With such a title, you definitely won't be in the queue."

Lu Jiaxuan corrected Feng Bo and said: "I reckon that you have to be at the associate professor level to be eligible to participate in this welcome party. However, it seems that our idea of ​​wanting to sign a photo with Mr. Feng has not been thought of yet, and it has been ruined."

"It is."

Feng Bo sighed.

"But there are too many people who have the same idea as us."

Lu Jiaxuan went on to say depressedly: "If everyone in Mr. Feng is satisfied and agrees, he probably won't do anything in the next few days and just be busy signing autographs and taking photos with everyone."

"Didn't I say it before?"

Seeing the depressed looks of the two, Zhao Yifan wanted to laugh a little, and said, "I can arrange for you both to meet Mr. Feng, have you forgotten?"

"Weren't you joking before?"

Lu Jiaxuan and Feng Bo were stunned for a moment, and then, Lu Jiaxuan looked at Zhao Yifan excitedly and said, "Xiao Zhao, do you really have relatives in the school? Who are they? Are you sure you can arrange for us to meet Mr. Feng?"

Zhao Yifan was speechless, and followed his words: "Well, you guessed right. There are indeed relatives in the school. How about arranging for the two of you to meet Mr. Feng? Are you two seeing each other or not?"

"nonsense."

Feng Bo immediately said excitedly: "Of course we will see each other!"

"Who is your relative?"

Lu Jiaxuan said excitedly: "Are you sure you really let us see Mr. Feng? Then how do you tell your relatives? By the way, is he willing to help?"

"My relative is the waiter in the school hotel."

As soon as Zhao Yifan rolled his eyes, he opened his mouth and said nonsense, "How about it, I promise you can see it?"

"A waiter in a hotel?"

Feng Bo and Lu Jiaxuan looked at each other, their eyes lit up immediately, Lu Jiaxuan gave Zhao Yifan a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Mr. The waiter can really create an opportunity for us to meet Mr. Feng."

"Yeah, don't look at this inconspicuous position, but you can get in touch with Mr. Feng."

Feng Bo also said enthusiastically.

Zhao Yifan was speechless for a moment, these two guys... just said it casually, but they really believed it.

Feng Bo and Lu Jiaxuan are not class teachers, so they are not responsible for arranging students' work. The biggest task of the three is to clean up their office.

"...Old Feng, look, this time is the disadvantage of not being a head teacher."

Lu Jiaxuan found a dry rag from the table, and said, "If you are the class teacher, do we still need to clean the office by ourselves? Just arrange for two students to come over."

"Ms. Lu, if you are a professor, you can also ask two students to come and clean the office."

Feng Bo glanced at Lu Jiaxuan.

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the office was pushed open. Liu Hui poked her head in. When she saw Zhao Yifan, she blushed slightly and said, "Mr. Zhao, shall we help you clean up?"

(End of this chapter)