The next day.
8:40 AM.
Deputy Director's Office in the Ward.
Zhao Heng sat on the sofa. Jin Dong and his pretty secretary Lina had arrived early in the morning. Zhao Heng had just finished the morning meeting and the rounds, and they were already waiting here.
"Didn't you say the patient and the family would arrive at ten? Supervisor Jin, there's no need to be here this early..."
Zhao Heng looked at the well-prepared Jin Dong and couldn't help but express his doubt.
These professionals are really dedicated, but this dedication can be attributed more to reverence for capital than to professional ethics.
"Director Zhao, in our line of work, we prefer to arrive an hour early rather than be a minute late for our clients."
Jin Dong said with a bit of emotion. On the surface, he appeared to be a supervisor, and he was regarded with respect by regular employees, but in front of capital and the senior management of the group, he was just a regular worker.
