"Yesterday, Mr. Liu, Director Wang, and I discussed it. We decided that from now on, all content uploaded to the short-video accounts, official accounts, and so on that are related to you will be changed to hospital-related promotional material."
"Mr. Liu said your reputation in the medical field is already big enough; you don’t need any more publicity."
Yan Feifan gave a casual "oh" to show he understood.
Just then, Wang Chuan knocked and entered the room.
He first observed Yan Feifan’s condition, and seeing no signs of exhaustion or listlessness, he nodded with a light chuckle. "One night’s sleep and you’re fully recharged. As expected of a vigorous young man."
"Ah, I’m planning to have a chef come over tonight."
"First, to celebrate the successful resolution of the hostage crisis, thanks to Feifan’s courage. Second, to congratulate Xiaoyu on getting into Bin University High School."
"And third, Yanyan’s mother is back, so this can be a welcome dinner for her."
Yan Ziruo said apologetically, "Director Wang, last night was supposed to be a time for your family reunion, but it was completely disrupted by the hostage situation."
"Now we’re imposing on you again. How can we let you spend more money, Director? We should be the ones to pay for the chef."
Wang Chuan chuckled. "Ziruo, if you say that, you’re treating me like a stranger."
"I consider you all family. It’s only natural that we face things together when something happens."
He paused for two seconds, then continued, "Think about what you’d like to eat."
"Let me know during breakfast so the chef can bring the right ingredients."
Yan Ziruo giggled. "In that case, Director Wang, we won’t be polite at all. We’re already treating this place like our own home."
"As you should!"
Wang Chuan said with a broad smile, "Ever since we met you all, Yanyan smiles more and more each day."
"I’d be even happier if you lived here permanently."
Yan Feifan immediately refused. "No way. It’s too far from the hospital. The commute would be a killer."
Yan Ziruo reached out and twisted her brother’s arm, calling him out. "Before we moved into Zuimo Court, wasn’t taking the subway and bus every day even more tiring than commuting between the hospital and here?"
"You managed to stick it out for all those years, didn’t you?"
Yan Feifan said with a straight face, "Sis, have you forgotten the saying? It’s easy to go from frugal to lavish, but hard to go from lavish to frugal."
Before his sister could get angry, Yan Feifan quickly changed the subject. "Director Wang, has there been any response from Sunshine Film and Television?"
Wang Chuan shook his head. "Not yet!"
"So, as we discussed before, you’re not going to take his surgery?"
Yan Feifan grunted in agreement. "Not taking it."
He snorted. "That executive director is probably still smarting over the six million he offered just to save face."
"Next, even if he doubles it again and comes begging me with twelve million, I still won’t..."
Yan Feifan paused, then corrected himself. "Though, if he really offered twelve million, I might have to consider it."
"Can’t argue with money, right?"
His words earned him a double eye-roll from Yan Ziruo and Yu Suye.
Even Wang Chuan couldn’t help but chuckle...