Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1196 Treating Guests, Beheading, Taking in Dogs (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets: 3K Chapters)

After Fang Yan proposed the "group competition for positions" plan, the scene fell into a brief silence.

His calm yet decisive demeanor put immense pressure on most experts, and for a moment no one dared to be the first to refute him.

However, this silence was soon broken.

Jiang Yansheng from Nanjing frowned, his sharp gaze piercing Fang Yan, his voice carrying an undeniable air of doubt:
"Director Fang! All of us came here with recommendation letters and professional qualification certificates from our original units, and we are here for positions that match our expertise! Now you're just reorganizing everyone into groups and competing without saying a word? This not only delays the research progress, but it's also a disrespect for our professionalism!"

Fang Yan narrowed his eyes upon hearing this. "Very good! You couldn't resist jumping out like that?"

Before Jiang Yansheng could finish speaking, Cui Jingzhou from Tianjin immediately interjected, her tone equally forceful:

“That’s right! When the ministry coordinated the transfer of us, everyone’s research direction and job suitability were repeatedly checked and confirmed by the ministry’s expert group! With you doing this, isn’t everything in chaos? Isn’t this too frivolous?”

Although Helian Zhang from Shenyang didn't speak, his tightly pursed lips and slightly raised chin clearly expressed his agreement.

Shanghai expert Qin Guantao slowly adjusted his glasses, his eyes shrewdly scrutinizing the dialect:

“Director Fang, the standards for international certification are extremely stringent, and this is not just theoretical. You want us to assemble a team and tackle this from scratch within a month? If I may be so bold, this seems more like a reckless move.”

He paused, his tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of contempt and probing, "Moreover, you yourself... seem to lack practical experience in leading large-scale pharmaceutical R&D and international certification processes? It's good that young people are energetic, but sometimes, being full of enthusiasm might... be unable to bridge the gap in experience and procedures."

These words, though spoken politely, were actually a blatant questioning of the speaker's language skills and qualifications.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Before Fang Yan could respond, He Lianzhang, the Shenyang expert who had been silent, slammed his hand on the table with a loud thud, breaking the stalemate.

He stood up abruptly, pointing directly at Shen Yanzhi, the representative of the returning experts sitting in the corner, his voice filled with undisguised contempt and anger:
"Director Fang, are you asking us, top experts, to compete on equal footing with these returning people?"

His gaze swept over the several experts who had returned from Beijing, as if they were a pile of obstructive obstacles. "What are you talking about, evaluation and job assignment?! What a joke! Who do they think they are? They haven't even led a decent provincial-level research project, have they?! They think they're qualified?!"

That final "You dare to say that?" struck Shen Yanzhi and the others like a hammer blow, and also hit the hearts of every returning expert.

Shen Yanzhi, whose name was called out, turned pale instantly. His hand holding the pen trembled slightly, a mixture of humiliation and anger overwhelmed him.

This is the most jarring and blatant contempt!
All eyes instantly focused on Fang Yan.

He did not immediately become enraged or offer an explanation as everyone had expected, but instead calmly rose from the head of the conference table.

The gentleness faded, and his face seemed to be covered with frost. His eyes were sharp as knives, slowly sweeping over the group of people from before, and finally fixing firmly on Helian Zhang.

You could hear a pin drop in the conference room.

Fang Yan's gaze was fixed on Helian Zhang's face like a sharp blade. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling, penetrating power, each word clearly striking everyone's ears: "Expert Helian, is it? Quite a loud voice, quite a temper too. What, before you've even done anything, you've already learned to belittle others to elevate yourself?"

"You said 'Are you worthy?' quite readily, didn't you? Is it so great that you've won a few provincial-level research projects?"

"In my dialect research institute, we only care about who has the ability to produce real results that the international market will accept and that will generate foreign exchange! It's not about seniority, the loudest voice, or who can look down on their own compatriots!"

"I can also tell you that, in terms of research projects and level, the comrade from Beijing you're referring to had more national-level projects in his hands back in Beijing than you've ever even seen!"

Helian Zhang looked somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

“They are all experts I invited back now, and everyone is equal. They are not here to listen to you put on airs, engage in regional discrimination, or divide the team!”

"When you slammed your fist on the table and insulted your comrades, inciting regional antagonism, did you ever consider the context? This is a battlefield where the nation earns two million US dollars in foreign exchange! When you pointed your finger at your comrades and yelled 'What are you anyway?', what did you take the institute's ironclad rules for granted?!"

He surveyed the entire room, his words sharp and clear:

"The first rule here: teamwork is paramount! If you, Helian Zhang, dare to openly divide the team today, someone will dare to sabotage the project tomorrow!"

Having said that, he solemnly stated:
"I hereby declare, in my capacity as the director of the research institute: Helian Zhang is hereby suspended from his duties!"

"Comrade Huang Li! Immediately record his insulting and uncooperative words and actions, and report them, along with my proposed disciplinary action, to the Ministry of Health and his original unit. His position will be filled by another expert from the Shenyang Institute!"

Helian Zhang opened his mouth, not expecting Fang Yan to come so decisively.

In the deathly silent meeting room, Fang Yan stepped forward, staring intently at Helian Zhang, and said:

"Didn't you feel aggrieved by the competition? Now there's no need to compete at all... Get out of here right now!"

Helian Zhang's face flushed red as he tried to say something, but Fang Yan simply waved to the guards at the door:
"Please have Expert Helian leave!"

Soon, Helian Zhang was taken away.

As he left, he could still hear dialect coming from the office.
"In the face of the goal of foreign exchange earnings, any internal friction will be crushed. If any other staff member dares to question the grouping rules based on seniority, the subsequent scoring and job assignment will be cleared away as an obstacle."

"Also, don't think that returning to your original unit means you can go back! This lack of political awareness and collectivist spirit will affect cooperation between different units. No core position will dare to hire someone with a tainted file."

"He's trying to undermine the national strategy of having one-thousandth of the foreign exchange reserves!" Helian Zhang was half-supported and half-carried by the guards as he staggered out of the conference room. Fang Yan's words about "national strategy" and "stain on the archives" were like ice picks piercing his ears.

He abruptly broke free from the guard's grasp, turned around, and tried to rush back to argue.

He was immediately pinned down by the guards.

"You dare! You dare to label me like that, Fang Yan!" He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his voice filled with panic.

The arrogance he displayed earlier, slamming his fist on the table, was long gone, replaced by a cold sweat from the shock of the words "national strategy." No matter how tough he was, he knew what this label meant.

The words "stain on the archives" spoken in dialect made his temples throb.

My legs suddenly felt like they were filled with lead, and they went limp, almost causing me to slide down the wall.

His voice trembled as he asked the guard, "Will...will this really be recorded in my file?" The guard shook his head expressionlessly, "I don't know, just follow Director Fang's instructions."

These words completely drained his last bit of strength.

Pushed and shoved downstairs, he shivered in the sweltering summer heat, only to realize that the back of his shirt was already soaked with cold sweat.

Everyone in the room quieted down at this point.

But Fang Yan wouldn't let this opportunity slip by so easily. His gaze, sharp as an ice pick, pierced Qin Guantao, and he suddenly raised his voice, breaking the silence:

"Expert Qin, that was a good question! I haven't presided over international certification processes before? Well, listen carefully now..."

He suddenly pulled out a document and slammed it on the table. The crisp sound of the paper startled Qin Guantao, causing his eyes behind his glasses to narrow sharply.
"I approved the registration report for the Nanyang Digestive Patches, which generated $12 in foreign exchange in 19 days! I signed the Singapore registration certificate for the Tranquilizing Sachet! I negotiated the memorandum of understanding with Yugoslavia! I have so much more to tell you..."

After he finished speaking, he leaned forward and braced himself against the edge of the table, creating a sudden increase in the sense of oppression:
"The experience you want? Is it the experience of sitting in an office flipping through documents for ten years? Or is it the real, hard-fought experience of earning foreign exchange?!"

"I...I didn't mean that..." Qin Guantao was a little trembling. Fang Yan's move was always aimed at killing. Even if Fang Yan didn't have this kind of experience, there were many things he didn't dare to say.

Moreover, dialects have these achievements.

Fang Yan then asked:

"So what experience do you have?"

Qin Guantao dared not speak.

Fang Yan turned to Jiang Yansheng from Nanjing and Cui Jingzhou from Tianjin, speaking slowly but with each word sharp and clear:

"Is Engineer Jiang worried about a mismatch in expertise? Does Engineer Cui think things are in chaos?"

Jiang Yansheng's Adam's apple bobbed, wanting to retort but was rendered speechless. Cui Jingzhou's face flushed red and then turned pale, and the pen in her hand drew a crooked line on the notebook.

The confidence I had when I echoed Jiang Yansheng earlier had long been shattered by the sight of Helian Zhang being dragged away and the impressive results achieved through the use of dialect.

“You’re afraid of chaos, but I’m going to break this ‘stability’.” Fang Yan looked around at the remaining people, his gaze pausing slightly when it swept over Qin Guantao.

The meeting room was completely silent; even breathing seemed to have become quieter. Those who had just been about to join in the questioning were now staring at the table, no one daring to look up.

When the dialect is ready, the tone softens slightly:

"The group list is on the corner of your table. In half an hour, give Huang Li the name of your group leader. If you don't understand, you can follow the path of expert Helian now; if you want to stay, then act like a 'top expert' and let me see if you deserve that share of the US dollar bonus."

Upon hearing this, the group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

They now understood the young director's methods.

As soon as Fang Yan finished speaking, he immediately turned around and walked towards Shen Yanzhi, took the teacup and kettle, poured water, and handed him a cup of hot water:
"Expert Shen, I'm sorry you had to go through that."

Shen Yanzhi was taken aback. He took the water glass, feeling somewhat surprised and flattered. The trembling in his fingertips slowly stopped, and his eyes reddened a little, but he nodded vigorously.

The other returnees in the corner also straightened their backs. The humiliation they felt from being insulted by Helian Zhang just now was now transformed into the strength of their clenched fists.

Then, Fang Yan clapped his hands and said to everyone:

"Alright, now you guys discuss it yourselves. I'll go handle the aftermath. I'm a petty person and I don't like to swallow my anger."

After saying goodbye to Zeng Luquan and Zhao Xiwu, he walked out of the office.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 31000 words.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)