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Chapter 10

The next day, I went to work with dark circles under my eyes. As soon as I arrived at the office, I received a call from Liu Yun. Her daughter was sick and she was the only one at home. She had to send her child to the hospital and asked for leave today.

Ye Feifei made a cup of black coffee, sat in front of the computer and sorted through what she had done last night, arranged for Jingjiang to confirm the banners and display stands, Xiaotian sent her a temporary link to the public account, and Ye Feifei browsed the dean's speech. After reading it, send it to the dean for personal review.

She called the director, but he hadn't arrived yet. She thought for a moment and sent yesterday's press release in accordance with the director's request to her friends at the newspaper to read through it first. The reply was that this article could not be posted because it contained basically hospital advertisements. This they is not allowed.

A friendly reminder from the other party that the focus of this article is to highlight the donation event, not how awesome your plastic surgery hospital is.

A friend from the newspaper roughly cut it out and sent it to her for reading. Ye Feifei glanced at it, curled her lips, and smiled helplessly. This was the same as the first time she wrote it. She had been working with the newspaper for several years, and she couldn't help but Do you know how to write a press release?

The director also knows, but every time because of this matter, she has to talk about it. She can only say that everyone is in a different position, and the considerations are naturally different.

Not long after, Dean Fan went to the Planning Department in person, holding a few pages of A4 paper in his hand, and told them that he had printed out the speech and made modifications, and then re-edited it according to his modifications and printed it out to him, with special emphasis on enlarging the font size. He wrote something and asked them to type it into an electronic version and send it to him.

The director is an old scholar. After retiring from a public hospital, he was hired as the director of a plastic surgery hospital. He was not used to using computers, so he wrote everything by hand and had people type it out for him. Originally, these things would not have fallen into their planning. But since the rectification, these miscellaneous things have fallen on the planning head.

Oda consciously took the manuscript, poked his face on the paper, and finally raised his head, "Look, who knows the words on it."

It’s strange to recognize the celebrity’s signature and the doctor’s prescription.

Ye Feifei asked her to revise and print out the speech and then bring it to the dean. She should read through the words on the manuscript. If she didn’t recognize most of the words, she could tell the dean by the way. If she didn’t recognize some words, she could ask him what they were in person. Don’t ask this question. It takes time to prepare, and there are many other things to prepare.

The director rushed in and raised his voice as soon as he came, "Is the manuscript out? I just finished the meeting. The process should be as you did before. Don't put the dean's speech at the end. In the end, the school leader will make the speech. Come on, start first. We will go over the process again in a meeting."

When everyone went to the conference room, Xiao Wu sent the printed process to everyone one by one. After completing each item, Ye Feifei asked: "One more thing, after the donation, do you want to have dinner with the school leaders?"

"Yes," the director nodded, "you are right to remind me. Mr. Liu mentioned this just now, so add this to the list."

"Okay, besides the people here, how many people are there from the school? I need to book a restaurant in advance."

"There are probably about ten or twenty people in total."

"Then I'll decide based on the standard of three tables first. Let's go to the restaurant we have cooperated with for a long time. It is also close to the medical school. If there are not so many people, you can still reserve a table."

The director nodded, tapped the table with two fingers, and said: "Look at the arrangements for this matter. Where is the press release? We must pay close attention to this matter. If the news cannot keep up, our work this time will be in vain, do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)