The Local Lazy Man System

"Don't forget, you are still the doctoral supervisor of South Zhejiang Medical College. According to the regulations, you are going to lead a few students, and the school has already arranged for you."

Ma Xudong said with a smile.

"how would I not know?"

Ye Rongrong asked suspiciously.

What Ye Rongrong can be sure of is that no one at the School of Medicine of South Zhejiang University told him about this matter.

"Originally, I didn't plan to arrange students for you. It's just that there are a few students that the other professors don't bring, so I can only arrange them for you. But this is a decision just made today, and I haven't told you yet."

Ma Xudong said.

In fact, this decision was made in the afternoon. The reason why no one has told Ye Rongrong until now is that the leaders of the medical school don't know how to tell Ye Rongrong.

After all, this Ye Rongrong even taught the students casually. If he came here once or twice a semester and asked him to lead the students, Ye Rongrong probably would not agree.

After all, he was familiar with Ye Rongrong, and he and Dean Yang didn't know how to tell Ye Rongrong about this matter.

You can't tell Ye Rongrong that no professor is willing to take these three students, so let's hang them in your name, teach when you have time, and leave them alone if you don't have time.

Such irresponsible words, neither Dean Yang nor himself can say it.

Ma Xiaodong is really worried about this matter, and now that Ye Rongrong wants a doctor, he just told him about it.

"I don't have time to teach!"

Ye Rongrong shook his head directly and said.

Ye Rongrong didn't want to take on apprentices, but it was very troublesome to take on apprentices.

It is much more troublesome than giving a few lectures at Zhejiang University.

"Don't you want a doctor now? These few are very good. There are master's and doctoral students. They all have a lot of clinical experience and can be independent."

"You can take them and let them study while working in the community hospital for the elderly. You can always give them advice. If I am willing to be the dean, I can help you take them too!"

Ma Xudong said.

"Okay! I'll go to South Zhejiang University tomorrow to have a look. If I'm satisfied, I'll take it. If I'm not satisfied, I won't take it."

Ye Rongrong thought for a while and said.

"There is no problem with this, you can have this choice."

Ma Xudong said.

In fact, those few students did have some problems for everyone, and if Ye Rongrong didn't want to bring them with him, everyone would understand.

"it is good!"

Ye Rongrong hasn't attended this month's public class yet, so he might as well go to this month's public class tomorrow, and take a look at the students he is going to bring.

If you are pleasing to the eye, bring them over and let them work as doctors in this "home for the elderly", and teach them when you have time.

As for the suspicion of asking students to work for him, Ye Rongrong is not afraid, because since he was a graduate student, he has had to study with specialized teachers.

At this time, they are basically doing work for the teacher, or working for the teacher. If the teacher is better, the teacher will pay the students who follow him. Ask for benefits from students, and even unspoken rules for their own students.

Ye Rongrong got up at six o'clock in the morning to catch the bullet train to Rongyan City. Just after breakfast, the old village head and Zhao village head came to the door.

"Glory, why did you get up early today?"

The old village chief Ye Xianghai looked at Ye Rongrong with some surprise and said.

I usually come to see Ye Rongrong at 8 or 9 o'clock, but he hasn't gotten up yet, but today it is past 6 o'clock, and he has already woken up, which is really unprecedented!

"I'm going to go to the provincial capital by bullet train later, old village chief, village chief Zhao, what do you want from me?"

Ye Rongrong asked suspiciously.

After all, it was only past six o'clock, and these two people came to the door. From Ye Rongrong's point of view, it was definitely not a good thing.

No need to guess, Ye Rongrong reckons that it is about the "Home for the Elderly" out of ten.

"It's nothing serious, Glory, when will this home for the elderly be able to move in? Everyone is a little anxious.

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Ye Xianghai, the old village head, asked.

It turned out that after the villagers visited the "Taoyuan Home for the Elderly" yesterday, they were very satisfied with the inside, and felt that it was as beautiful as living in a small bungalow.

They all couldn't wait to move in. Everyone was embarrassed to look for Ye Rongrong, so they all went to the old village head and Zhao village head, which made the two village heads anxious.

It was not early in the morning, and the two came together.

"This, it should be soon!"

Ye Rongrong said.

"Give me a letter, or I won't be able to explain it when I go back!"

Village Chief Zhao said dejectedly.

This is what Ye Glory told everyone yesterday, but there is no credence, and the villagers feel a little uneasy!

After all, the meaning of "soon" may be a few days, or it may be a few months, or even a few years.

"It's estimated that after a month, you can move in, and you haven't passed the security check yet."

Ye Rongrong said.

After all, a relatively large building like the "Home for the Elderly" is allowed to live in only after passing the inspection and evaluation of the housing security department.

"One month? Yes, so I can explain to everyone when I go back."

Village Chief Zhao said.

After all, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and soon, everyone can afford to wait.

If it takes three or five years, many elderly people in the village worry that they will be gone to heaven before they live in this "home for the elderly".

After all, for the elderly in their seventies and eighties, they really don't know that they will leave one day.

After seeing off the two village chiefs, Ye Rongrong got into the car and asked Xiao Si'er to take him to the train station.

"Glory, here are the detailed information of the three students you are going to bring. Two are master students and one is a doctoral student. You, the doctoral supervisor, will bring three students this time."

In the office of the dean of the medical school, Yang Chunjie handed the materials of the three students to Ye Rongrong.

These three students were quite troublesome characters, and other professors were unwilling to take them with them. In the end, no one arranged for them, so they could only be arranged for Ye Rongrong to take them.

After all, Ye Rongrong still has the title of a doctoral supervisor, so he has to lead a few students no matter what.

Otherwise, there will be gossip.

"OK."

Ye Rongrong opened the file, looked at it for a while, nodded and said.

"Glory, you didn't have a fixed office in the past, but now that you are taking care of students, you can't do without a fixed office, but now the separate office can't be vacated at once, so I can only wrong you temporarily and share it with a few other colleagues. A big office, I can free up a big office for you in a few days."

Yang Chunjie said apologetically.

Originally, Ye Rongrong only attended a class once a month, and went back after the class, and the school didn't set up an office for him, after all, there was no need for that.

But now Ye Rongrong is a doctoral supervisor with a few students, and he also has to work on weekdays, so he must give him an office.

And with Ye Rongrong's ability, Yang Chunjie will definitely arrange a big ** office, and the decoration must be luxurious.

It's just that it's not so fast to make such an office all at once, after all, the decoration takes time.

So I can only be embarrassed to let Ye Rongrong feel wronged.

"It's okay, so don't be polite to me. I won't stay here long. It doesn't matter if I have an office or not."

Ye Rongrong said.

When Ye Rongrong saw these students, he was ready to take them back home. This South Zhejiang University only came once or twice a month, and there was no need for a private office.

"How can this work? You are now a doctoral supervisor. You don't have a separate office, but it can't be justified. This is also the school's rules."

Dean Yang said seriously.

In general universities, as long as they are professor-level teachers with graduate students, they all have their own separate offices.

Seeing what Dean Yang said, Ye Rongrong was not humble, and nodded with a smile: "Then I will follow the leader's arrangement."

"Hehe, come on, my leader can still command you, a great god, go, I will take you there."

Yang Chunjie smiled and got up and patted Ye Rongrong's shoulder and said.

Dean Yang is in a very good mood at this time.

Originally, I was worried that Ye Rongrong would not accept taking care of the students. I had to do some ideological work, but I didn't expect Ye Rongrong to agree to take the students so readily.

This was really beyond Yang Chunjie's expectation.

"No need, no need, how can you, a big leader, take me! Just let someone else take me." Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

Ye Rongrong didn't want to make himself special, and asked the dean to lead the way himself.

"Then let my assistant take you there!"

As he spoke, Dean Yang picked up the phone on his desk and called Assistant Zhao Shuyao.

Dean Yang really has a lot of things to do, but Ye Rongrong said so, so let his new assistant take him there.

Assistant Zhao Shuyao came soon.

This assistant Zhao Shuyao is about twenty-five or sixteen years old. She wears a powder-blue skirt and has a slightly wheat-colored skin that looks so healthy. Her jet-black hair falls vertically on her shoulders like a waterfall, and her face is slightly reddish. , about 1.6 meters tall, wearing mid-heeled crystal sandals, she looks extraordinarily capable without losing the femininity unique to office women.

"Glory, let me introduce you to my new assistant Zhao Shuyao, Xiao Zhao, this is Professor Ye from our school."

When Dean Yang saw Zhao Shuyao coming in, he introduced them to each other with a smile.

"Hello, Professor Ye!"

Although a little surprised that Ye Rongrong is already a professor of the medical school at such a young age, it is not easy for a woman to be an assistant to the dean.

"Hello, Assistant Zhao, please take care of me in the future."

Ye Rongrong gently shook hands with Zhao Shuyao, and joked.

"Professor Ye, you are being polite!"

Zhao Shuyao said with a smile.

In fact, I look down on Ye Rongrong a little in my heart. In Zhao Shuyao's opinion, becoming a professor at such a young age must be based on connections.

Otherwise, I wouldn't let myself take care of him more in the future. To be continued.