After hearing Yan Feifan’s specific requirements for the assistant, Ren Zhen thought for a moment before asking, "Mr. Yan, is the medical training an absolute must?"
Yan Feifan replied quietly, "The medical background isn’t mandatory, but it would certainly be ideal."
"After all, my work involves treating patients, saving lives, and medical research."
He stressed, "The combat skills are a must, and they have to be excellent. In a worst-case scenario, if I run into a desperate person causing a scene at the hospital, he needs to be able to protect me."
Ren Zhen smiled. "Mr. Yan, aside from the lack of a medical background, I actually have the perfect person to recommend."
"He has a college diploma in vehicle inspection and maintenance, and he enlisted in the army right after graduation."
"He was in the military for seven years—two years as a conscript and five in the field as special forces. He was discharged last year and was assigned a driving job at a public institution."
"However, he got into a fight with some thugs, accidentally injured someone, and was detained by the police. He had to leave his original job because of it."
Ren Zhen quickly added, "Mr. Yan, about that fight, he was definitely acting as a good Samaritan. He just didn’t hold back enough."
Yan Feifan grunted in acknowledgment. "I can understand that."
"Some of the laws and regulations these days can be tricky. It feels like they’re written to restrict the good guys and protect the bad guys."
"Yes, yes, I feel the exact same way."
Ren Zhen chimed in enthusiastically before continuing his introduction. "Mr. Yan, right now, the guy’s delivering food during the day and working as a designated driver at night."
"That kind of work isn’t a long-term solution, after all."
"So, Mr. Yan, what do you think?"
Yan Feifan thought for a moment. "Alright, Mr. Ren. Have him bring his resume and come see me at the hospital tomorrow morning at eight."
"We can meet and talk things over then..."
Ren Zhen beamed. "No problem. I’ll make sure he gets to the hospital on time to see you."
With that settled, Yan Feifan started to eat his lunch in peace.
He was halfway through his meal when he heard Ren Zhen lower his voice again. "Mr. Yan, someone is trying to take your office in the Little Red House from you, and they’re using Mr. Hao’s name to do it."
"Mr. Hao?"
Yan Feifan couldn’t help but frown.
Hao Junpeng. He was one of only two academicians from the Academy of Engineering at the Affiliated Hospital, an absolute titan in his field, with remarkable achievements in areas like cirrhosis, liver cancer, and liver transplantation.
However, the man didn’t have a very good reputation at the hospital. He was known for being domineering and was rumored to be greedy and lecherous.
"Mr. Hao has his own research institute at the hospital. It’s not like he’s short on office space, is he?"
Ren Zhen scoffed, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "It’s just a member of his team, throwing his weight around by using Mr. Hao’s name."
"The thing is, Mr. Hao has been talking about leaving our Affiliated Hospital for the last two or three years, and he keeps using it as leverage to make all sorts of demands."
"He might even use this to stir up some trouble."
Yan Feifan couldn’t help but snort in contempt. "The bigger the talent, the bigger the ego, huh?"
Ren Zhen continued, "The logistics department didn’t dare to offend them, so they reported the matter to the president."
"The president has already made it clear that the office has been assigned to you and there’s no reason to take it back."
"Someone might come to you directly to ask for it..."