"Mr. Yan, if you don’t have any important plans, Mr. Miao asked me to bring you to see him!"
Yan Feifan hadn’t expected Mr. Miao to send someone to intercept him. He quickly tried to refuse, saying, "Didn’t we agree on sometime in the next two days?"
"I’ve already scheduled the meeting with Mr. Miao for four o’clock tomorrow afternoon."
"I have other important plans right now."
The young man with glasses smiled faintly. "Mr. Yan, Mr. Miao said that you’re always making excuses and dragging your feet, so it’s better to have this meeting sooner rather than later."
"Mr. Miao also told me that unless you have a life-or-death emergency that no one else can handle, you have to come with me."
Yan Feifan couldn’t help but grimace. With great reluctance, he said, "In that case, let’s go..."
As he spoke, he took out his phone and sent a quick message to both Yu Suye and Feng Jian to let them know.
He had just finished sending the messages and hadn’t even put his phone away when it rang again.
He flipped his phone over and saw that the incoming call was from the landline in the office of the hospital’s Party Committee Secretary.
After a moment’s hesitation, Yan Feifan answered it.
"Mr. Yan, this is Wu Peng from the Secretary’s office. Is it a good time to talk?"
"Mr. Wu, hello. What can I do for you?" Yan Feifan replied coolly.
"Mr. Yan, it’s like this. Since it’s about dinnertime, Mrs. Meng would like to invite you for a simple meal to discuss some work-related matters."
Wu Peng added over the phone, "The location is the private dining room in Staff Cafeteria Number One."
"There won’t be any outsiders. Just the Secretary, you, and me."
"Mr. Yan, would that be convenient for you?"
If this call had come at any other time, Yan Feifan would have definitely found an excuse to decline.
But at this particular moment...
The thought of going to see Mr. Miao for psychological counseling genuinely made Yan Feifan feel apprehensive and timid.
"Mr. Wu, please hold on a moment..."
Yan Feifan covered the phone’s mouthpiece and said to the man with glasses, "That was the director of Mrs. Meng’s office on the phone. He said Mrs. Meng wants to discuss some work-related matters with me right now."
"So...?"
The man with glasses looked troubled for a moment, then said, "In that case, work matters are more important. I’ll explain it to the Director."
"Um, tomorrow at four in the afternoon, then?"
Yan Feifan quickly assured him, "Barring any major unforeseen circumstances, I will be there tomorrow at four p.m. sharp!"
Seeing the man with glasses turn and leave, Yan Feifan spoke into his phone, "Mr. Wu, I’m on my way now..."