Overpowered Resident Doctor

Chapter 579: Chapter 578: Perfectly Convenient

When Yan Feifan arrived at the hospital director’s office, he learned that people from the new energy car company were there to discuss the following day’s donation ceremony.

After all, it was a donation totaling one hundred million, and the car company wanted to make a splash and use the opportunity for some publicity.

Yan Feifan wasn’t fond of the company, so he was reluctant to cooperate.

He made the excuse that he had a surgery scheduled for the next day and said he would have his sister and He Junxing attend the donation ceremony in his place.

Liu Jin could tell the young man was just making excuses, but he couldn’t call him out in front of outsiders. He simply waved him away.

Yan Feifan headed back to the library’s audio-visual archives.

As it turned out, not only was the small viewing room he’d used before unavailable, but there were no open single-person cubicles either.

Thoroughly frustrated, Yan Feifan returned to his office in the Little Red House.

Upon entering the office, he found Duan Yu completely absorbed in a first-person shooter on the computer.

Yan Feifan couldn’t help but suggest, "Duan Yu, when I perform a surgery, it often takes six or seven hours."

"You have a lot of free time working for me."

"Don’t waste it. You could learn something new, to prepare for the future."

Duan Yu’s eyes didn’t leave the computer screen for a moment as he replied, "I’m not well-educated. I can’t make sense of things in books."

"I’m not a very ambitious person. After I leave the service, I don’t need the state to arrange a job for me. I’ll just open a combat training or security training center, something like that, and coast until retirement."

"If that doesn’t work out, I’ll just be a bodyguard for some rich boss."

Yan Feifan was at a loss for words. He opened his mouth, then closed it, finally saying, "Well, it’s good that you have a clear plan for your future."

He went into the inner room, poured himself a glass of water, and before he could even take a sip, he got another call from Liu Jin.

"You punk, just find yourself any surgery to do tomorrow. They’re a major company, after all. Don’t be so disrespectful."

"Understood, sir!"

Yan Feifan reluctantly agreed, then asked, "Sir, has there been any progress on establishing the new branch hospital?"

"Things don’t move that fast!"

Liu Jin, who was in a good mood, chuckled over the phone. "It’s not enough to just get support and calls for action from a lot of people. You need to have solid evidence."

"Mr. Pan and the others have already hired a consulting firm, as well as a planning professor from Binhai University. They’re currently conducting a study on the Phoenix Tail Mountain area."

"Once their report is out, the political representatives from Phoenix Mountain Villa can actively start making their proposals."

A realization dawned on Yan Feifan, and he remarked, "Sir, with such a biased study, the report’s conclusion will naturally be overwhelmingly positive."

Liu Jin lectured him over the phone, "Feifan, many things are two-sided. There’s no absolute right or wrong; it just depends on your standpoint."

"It’s the same with the Phoenix Tail Mountain area—whether to preserve it as an ecological protection zone or to allow limited development."

"For us, of course, we hope it can be further developed..."

After ending the call with Liu Jin, Yan Feifan started to ponder the surgery he now had to schedule for tomorrow, all because of his own hasty excuse.

The best-case scenario would be if that esports player, Wu Chengye, agreed to the surgery to reconnect his severed sympathetic nerve.

Or should he pick one of the patients on the waiting list for intraspinal tumor surgery?

Or perhaps a corrective surgery for one of the disabled and deformed children from the orphanage?

Just as Yan Feifan was hesitating, he heard a knock on the door, followed by the sound of Duan Yu getting up to open it.

Then, a voice drifted in. "Excuse me, is Mr. Yan in?"

The man’s voice was somewhat familiar. An image of a person associated with that voice immediately appeared in Yan Feifan’s mind.

It was Shao Jun from Sunshine Film and Television.

Just then, Duan Yu’s voice sounded, "Who are you? Do you have an appointment? What do you need with Mr. Yan?"

Strictly speaking, Yan Feifan had no personal issue with Shao Jun; their previous interactions had been pleasant enough.

He figured Shao Jun personally had little say in Sunshine Film and Television’s subsequent actions.

Yan Feifan called out loudly, "Duan Yu, let him in!"

A moment later, the handsome and sunny-looking Shao Jun followed Duan Yu into the inner room.

"Mr. Yan, hello! Please forgive my unannounced visit!"

Shao Jun apologized, then offered a small, exquisitely wrapped gift box he was holding.

"Congratulations on the immense success of your surgical observation seminar last week, Mr. Yan."

"It’s just a small congratulatory gift, a humble token of my respect."

Yan Feifan didn’t take the gift, simply gesturing to the sofa in the reception area. "You’re too kind. Please, have a seat."

The two went to the reception area and sat down, one as host and the other as guest.

Shao Jun sat down primly and properly, then gently placed the small gift box on the coffee table.

"Mr. Yan, I know that our unreasonable nitpicking and wishy-washy behavior offended you before."

Shao Jun glanced at Yan Feifan’s expression and continued, "To be honest with you, I fell in love with the two plastic surgery plans you created at first sight."

"Especially the first one. It was the ideal image I had in my mind, the perfect look I’d always dreamed of."

’Isn’t it a little late to be sucking up now?’ Yan Feifan thought to himself.

"It’s just that..."

Shao Jun let out a long sigh and continued, "I’m just a minor actor. I need the company’s resources and support, so I don’t have much say in things."

"Several of the company leaders all wanted to show off their authority, so they started picking apart the plans..."

Shao Jun sighed again. "As you probably know, the company has been contacting other cosmetic surgery clinics during this time."

"Only through comparison can one truly see the difference in quality."

"Their surgery plans lacked visual impact, the signs of work would be too obvious, and they had no soul. They were a far cry from your proposal."

"After going around in circles, we’ve come to understand your true skill. We’re thoroughly convinced."

After a brief silence, seeing that Yan Feifan showed no sign of speaking, Shao Jun spoke again. "Mr. Sun, a director at the company, said that as a token of his apology, he’s willing to raise the surgical fee to eight million."

Seeing that the other party seemed unmoved, Shao Jun pressed on, "Mr. Yan, you may not believe this, but I’ve been in the business for a few years now. I’ve never had a hit role, and I haven’t made much money."

"However, I can promise, and sign an agreement, to give you one-fifth of my salary from acting for the next two years as payment for the surgery."

This offer moved Yan Feifan.

He finally spoke. "This plastic surgery plan was designed for a movie role, based on your requirements."

"It’s very likely to typecast you as an actor. Isn’t that what you actors worry about the most?"

"Or is it that you’re just really set on getting plastic surgery?"

Shao Jun gave a bitter smile. "Only after you become famous, a star, do you have the luxury of worrying about breaking out of your acting style or role."

"In my current situation, it’s too early to be thinking about that."

Shao Jun touched his own face and said, "Mr. Yan, I’m being honest. Compared to this sunny face I have now, I truly prefer the cold, ruthless face you designed."

"I think it has more masculine charm, and it’s more recognizable."

He met Yan Feifan’s gaze. "Mr. Yan, this movie is a huge opportunity for me. It might be my only chance to turn my life around."

"If the surgery keeps being delayed, my role as the lead actor, and even the project itself, could undergo unforeseen changes."

"Mr. Yan, I’m begging you..."

As he said this, Shao Jun stood up and bowed deeply to Yan Feifan.

The reason Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan had refused them was just to put the squeeze on them a bit.

The other party was a sizable film and television company with quite a few artists under contract.

And the plastic surgery center needed to be open for business and make money.

Seeing Shao Jun’s sincerity, Yan Feifan said, "Alright. Have your company’s people meet you at the plastic surgery center right now to sign the surgical agreement."

"You’ll stay here for a physical examination. The surgery is tomorrow!"

"So soon?" Shao Jun straightened up in an instant, a look of disbelief on his face.

Yan Feifan explained calmly, "It just so happens I have time tomorrow."

"Of course, if it’s not convenient for you, you can always wait..."

Shao Jun quickly cut him off. "Mr. Yan, it’s no problem at all! It’s very convenient! Let’s do the surgery tomorrow!"