Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital-Chapter 424 - 364: Living with Clarity
"Son, what does Man Ni’s family do, how come they could so easily afford this down payment?"
Zhao’s mom asked Zhao Heng with a bit of confusion.
She had asked a little about Xu Man Ni before, but hadn’t gone too deeply.
Ever since her son mentioned buying a house in North City No.1 Courtyard, she and Zhao’s dad did some inquiries. They were quite shocked to learn that in North City No.1 Courtyard, only wealthy celebrities could afford such multi-million-dollar houses.
"Probably after some demolition compensation, then her parents did some business,"
Zhao Heng replied.
Xu Man Ni’s parents really hit the jackpot, not only catching the best time for business, almost making money out of thin air, but also riding the wave of demolition and reconstruction, naturally leading to a rapid increase in their assets.
So, to be wealthy, just working isn’t enough.
Take Zhao Heng, with his top-notch medical skills, even after a few years, at most he’ll earn a few million a year, which is far from enough to buy a house in North City No.1 Courtyard.
"The people in North City are really wealthy."
Upon hearing this, Zhao’s mom sighed in awe.
In their hometown, someone who could buy a multi-million house would be a well-established big boss in the whole area, but in a place like North City, it seems not so big of a deal.
"Son, now that you’ve become the deputy director, you have a lot of people under you, right?"
After a pause, Zhao’s mom asked with concern.
She knew her son well, he’s good in every aspect except for sometimes being too kind-hearted. When doing things alone it’s fine, but as a leader, he might be deceived.
Zhao’s mom watched enough workplace dramas to know that hospitals, these life-saving institutions, also have a complex workplace environment, especially in big hospitals like Eastern Hospital, full of competition and intrigue.
Sometimes, being too kind-hearted is a weakness, which Zhao’s mom deeply understood back in their hometown.
"It’s alright, about a dozen."
Zhao Heng thought for a moment and said.
He didn’t know why his mom suddenly asked about this. His parents usually didn’t inquire about his work because they wouldn’t understand even if they asked.
"Son, you need to manage them well, don’t get fooled."
Zhao’s mom reminded Zhao Heng again.
"Mom, am I that easy to fool?"
Zhao Heng said helplessly, probably in the eyes of mothers worldwide, their children are always naive and gullible.
In his department, he is now the deputy director with top-notch skills, and within the hospital, he has backing and connections. People under him are busy catching his attention, demonstrating their abilities, hardly having any intention to play tricks on him.
Currently, many people want to curry favor with him, but given Zhao Heng’s age and personality, he’s long grown weary of workplace PUA. He had enough of it when he was assisting in surgeries.
Now being a leader himself, there’s no way he’d make others suffer through that.
"Alright, son can handle it, being a leader is the easiest job in the world, just delegate tasks by speaking."
Zhao’s dad said indifferently, thinking his wife was worrying for nothing.
The biggest fear of being a leader is not matching up to the position, meaning you lack the capability but are pushed into that role, which can lead to problems.
There’s a saying, "If virtue does not match the position, disaster will surely follow," which simply means it becomes difficult to hold the position, leading to troubles.
For instance, letting someone with just a resident doctor’s skills be the director is akin to playing with people’s lives.
So, in Eastern Hospital, being a deputy director, regardless of personality or moral character, at least the skill level is up there.
"If you’re that capable, why didn’t you become a leader, you haven’t even been a village head yet you want to teach your son about leadership?"
Zhao’s mom retorted, unabashed.
"I didn’t want it, don’t want to join them, you understand?"
Zhao’s dad argued rationally.
Seeing his parents arguing again, Zhao Heng couldn’t help but smile helplessly.
People say "old children, old children," as people age, they really become like children in their temperament and character.
They love to argue and even more love to recount the past over and over.
"What about the people at our village committee? Every single one of them is fat-headed, full of rubbish, and black-hearted, could I mix with them?"
After a pause, Zhao’s dad continued.
The Zhao family in their hometown is quite a large clan, with Zhao’s dad having both seniority and skill in cooking, holding a relatively high status, so no one dared to bully him, but the outsiders without any roots were quite pitiful back then.
Upon hearing this, Zhao’s mom sighed, no longer arguing, knowing that Zhao’s dad spoke the truth.
"Dad, Mom, now that we are in North City, here everyone mind their own business, there’s basically no neighborly relations, just live well yourself."
Zhao Heng pacified his parents.
In big cities, there’s this benefit: on one hand, resources are abundant, whatever you want to eat or use can be bought, and there are plenty of entertainment options.
The other benefit is the lack of neighborly relationships, you might not even know the occupants across the street in your own neighborhood for decades.
