“Old Tao, I’m going to do the surgery. I’ll leave the daily work in the department to you.”Huo congjun held director Tao’s hand and bid him farewell.
Director Tao was about to retire, and he was also the person who would not fight for the director’s authority. Huo Congjun had always been more at ease with him.
Old Tao was also rather emotional. “Don’t worry. I’ll try my best to handle the small matters at home. If I can’t handle it well, I’ll discuss it with everyone.”
Huo Congjun rolled his eyes. He knew that Old Tao was joking with him, but he pretended not to hear it. He just patted department director Tao’s hand heavily twice, and his eyes were filled with hope, he said, “Old Tao, I can rest assured that you can handle things. So, do what you can. If you can’t, either give me a call or talk to Ling ran about it. If you really can’t handle it, you can ask Zuo Cidian. Don’t make it a democracy.”
