As soon as he said that, Du Heng instantly felt better. He still preferred this straightforward style.
Director Zheng's fat face twitched unnaturally as he took a deep breath and said, "Dean, do you have any arrangements for the position of Dean of the Health Clinic?"
It feels so good not to have to guess.
With just this sentence from Director Zheng, Du Heng immediately knew what he was trying to do, and he couldn't help but laugh. "I haven't thought about it yet. I plan to discuss it at tomorrow's meeting.
What? Does Director Zheng have some ideas?"
Director Zheng smiled sheepishly. "I do have some ideas."
"It's a good thing to have ideas. Director Zheng, why don't you prepare a development plan for the Health Clinic first? You can share it with everyone at tomorrow's meeting."
With Du Heng's cheerful remark, Director Zheng's eyes lit up immediately, but then he hesitated, "Dean, the meeting is tomorrow, and there's not much time. I'm afraid I won't be able to do a good job."
