Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1163 I have results but I won't publish them; I'll seek advice from the dean (Bonus chapter for monthly votes)

"How...how much?" Zhu Lin was taken aback and asked Lao Hu in surprise.

The family doesn't even have $200,000 in cash right now, how did a meeting suddenly make us owe $2 million?

The older woman standing nearby was also shocked upon hearing this, almost spilling the soup she was holding.
Two million? In US dollars?

The other family members all looked over at Fang Yan and Lao Hu.

Let alone two million US dollars, even twenty thousand US dollars is a huge sum of money in their eyes, two million US dollars is simply an astronomical figure.

Most people present felt that they couldn't earn two million US dollars even if they worked their whole lives.

What kind of meeting did they hold?

Huang Huijie calmed down a bit more at this moment and asked:

"What happened? How did a meeting lead to a debt of two million?"

Fang Yan put down his chopsticks and picked up the conversation, saying:
"Old Hu was just joking with you guys. It's not really about owing you money. He just wants us to come up with three products that meet the European market requirements as soon as possible so that we can get an additional two million US dollars in investment from the European company."

"If we can't produce it, our research institute won't be able to add another staff member for the next three years."

“In addition, the research institute has to pay for all the salaries and benefits of the professionals transferred from other places. They also have to give their original units a subsidy of 20% of each person’s monthly salary. This is called ‘talent borrowing compensation’.”

Everyone looked on with curiosity.

Next, Fang Yan and Lao Hu briefly explained the situation.

Of course, their inner thoughts were omitted.

After listening to the explanation, everyone finally came to their senses.

"In other words, the two million US dollars is not a debt, but rather equivalent to the current mission objective of the research institute," Huang Huijie said with sudden realization.

Nodding in dialect:

"Yes, that's roughly the idea."

The old man asked:

"How long will it take to get it done?"

He said in dialect:

"It won't take too long, but it can't be too fast either."

The old man asked curiously:
"What do you mean?"

He said in dialect:

"Actually, we have research results in reserve right now, all of which meet the standards. However, I still plan to let those thirty people come first and then let them conduct research, so as to see their abilities. Of course, it would be best if we could use their results directly."

"This way, I can observe the team's capabilities and verify the value of their talent. In addition, the project has signed a responsibility agreement, and all aspects must withstand scrutiny. If I directly use the reserve technology, I may be questioned for 'redundant staffing' or even accused of fraudulently obtaining resources despite having already achieved results. Moreover, in the medium to long term, the reserve technology is also a trump card that can guarantee the completion of the task and allows the team to hone its skills through practical experience. This is the optimal solution."

Upon hearing the explanation in dialect, everyone nodded in agreement.

Next, in dialect, he said:

"Anyway, there's no need to worry about that. On the contrary, I think the more important thing to worry about next is management issues."

Everyone looked at him curiously.

The dialect explanation is as follows:
"With so many top talents from all over the country gathered together, and everyone being a top talent in their respective units and having the final say, it's inevitable that some friction will occur now that we're all together."

"This is something that most people really can't control."

"Old He's management is actually not bad, but he's still at sea right now, and I don't know when he'll be back. When he finally comes back, I'll probably have to take care of things myself."

"I have absolutely no experience in this area."

Old Hu said to the dialect:

"You don't need to worry about that. We have a master on the other side, don't we?"

He asked in dialect:

"Who?"

Sitting opposite him were his father and father-in-law. Although they were both experts, their management skills were...

"Not this way, over there!" Old Hu pointed towards the outside of the courtyard house.

The dialect suddenly became clear:

"Oh, you mean the dean?"

Old Hu said, "Yes, he can manage Peking Union Medical College Hospital, so how could he not be familiar with managing these people?"

Hearing this, the old man also said:
"That's right. Peking Union Medical College Hospital has so many expert doctors dispatched from all over the country, which is much more than the number of people in research institutes, and they are still managed very well. I think you can go and learn from the dean."

The father-in-law nodded in agreement.

"Makes sense!"

……

The next day arrived quickly. After making her rounds in the morning, Fang Yan went to see the two doctors on duty at the outpatient clinic. Today, the pediatric duo, Wang Zhijun and Song Jianzhong, were on duty. Fang Yan gave them a brief explanation of the precautions. Then, Fang Yan went to the hospital director to report on the project that had been approved the night before.

Actually, the project approval process had little to do with the dean of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, but the project approval report was written with the dean's help and guidance. Many of the details in the report were formulated with the dean's assistance, so I still need to report on the dialect.

The old man helped, so giving feedback on the results is a way of acknowledging his contribution.

Positive feedback is something that brings joy at all times. It's like teaching an apprentice: you don't expect them to be filial or repay you in the future. Just seeing them use what you've taught them to achieve their goals is enough to give you a sense of satisfaction.

Of course, men might care more about this aspect.

In addition, Fang Yan also wanted to learn from him how to manage talent.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Fang Yan gently knocked on the half-open door of the dean's office.

"Come in!" came the dean's booming voice from inside.

Fang Yan pushed open the door and saw the dean studying a document at his desk. He was old and his eyesight wasn't good, so he had to get very close to the document because the text was small.

"Dean, did I disturb you?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.

The dean looked up, recognized the dialect, and immediately smiled, putting down his pen.

"Hey, dialect! Come, sit down! How did your project proposal go yesterday?"

He clearly took this matter very seriously.

Fang Yan sat down in the chair opposite the dean's desk and said, "Thanks to you, it's done! It's all thanks to that report you gave us before, it really helped a lot. Otherwise, we probably would have been crushed at the starting line yesterday."

"Oh? It's done?" The dean looked at Fang Yan, somewhat pleased.

Fang Yan nodded and said to the dean:

"Yes, it's done. The project proposal you helped with is almost guaranteed to be approved."

The dean smiled and said:

"Hahaha... Not bad, young man!"

Then he asked:
"They didn't even give you a discount on the job offer?"

That's why he's a seasoned veteran; he hit the nail on the head with that one question.

Fang Yan immediately said:

"We've reduced the number from forty to thirty. We can still recruit other staff to expand the research institute."

The dean smiled and nodded:

"Thirty top-tier positions, and we even got the opportunity to recruit our own staff. This result is even better than I expected. Minister Li and Director Liao must have put in a lot of effort, right? Getting past Director Sun won't be easy." He was clearly very familiar with the department's personnel practices.

“You have keen insight,” Fang Yan nodded. “Without the two leaders holding the line at the end, especially Director Liao… who put pressure on Vice Minister Qiu and Director Sun, this matter might have really fallen through.” He subtly mentioned the final “battle of the gods,” which the dean, an old hand, immediately understood.

"Yes, Director Liao knows your abilities, and he will definitely be able to step up in crucial moments."

Fang Yan said to him:
"Dean, we've got the people, but I'm at my wit's end. All sorts of experts and 'gods' are gathered here, and they're all arrogant and proud. They used to be all-powerful on their own turf, but now they're all gathered in my little temple. I'm really afraid I won't be able to keep things in check. If the project doesn't even get off the ground, everyone will start arguing, and then the responsibility for the agreement will fall squarely on my shoulders."

Upon hearing this, the dean did not answer immediately. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, a knowing smile on his face.

"Haha, you know it's difficult now? That's more like it!" the dean chuckled.
"Do you think top talents are so easy to manage? They are the cream of the crop! Back in our workplaces, each person was in charge of a section, and everyone was the boss. Now that we're all together, who respects whom? Everyone thinks they're the boss! Academic disagreements are fine, but if there's sectarianism, regional disputes, or even just personalities that don't align, that's when things get really messy! Peking Union Medical College Hospital was like that before, and I figured out how to manage it myself."

He paused, looking at Fang Yan:

"What you should be thinking about most right now is not how to make them fear you, but how to make them obey you—at least you have to be able to use them well! Managing these people is not a matter of whether you are capable enough! The key is how to tame a herd of wild horses into one trough, get them to work together, and stop them from kicking each other around!"

I humbly seek your guidance on dialects:

"Then please enlighten me."

P.S.: After finishing this chapter, the accounts are balanced again.

(End of this chapter)