"Old man, I stopped the publication at the risk of opening the skylight of Toutiao tomorrow. Are you sure this biologist named Li Zheng is from China?" Ordinary middle-aged people, who saw him for the first time would never have thought that this person with a rustic smile would be a minister-level official of Hua Guozheng.
"Don't worry, you can't be wrong. He admitted it himself, from Shenzhen. There is also a grandfather in Huajing. Mr. Meng has dragged Huajing's relationship to find Li Zheng's grandfather. There must be news soon. ." Professor Yang on the other end of the phone said affirmatively.
"Okay, okay, the country is in a difficult time, and it needs inspiring news!"
Zhu Xin excitedly walked around the office twice. When he took office, Chief Deng took his hand and said to him, Zhu Xin, everyone says that Xinghua Society is another party. The mouthpiece of the government, this view is too narrow. Doing news is to transmit positive energy, to provide spiritual support for national reform, reform and progress, let the people see hope, and let them believe that the future of the motherland is beautiful!
Zhu Xin flipped through the London Daily, New York Times, Tokyo Daily... and other newspapers back and forth, and was even more excited.
As a journalist, he naturally knows that these media's praise for Li Zheng is watery. They exaggerate Li Zheng's greatness in order to belittle the government of his own country. This is a common method used by foreign media.
But people don't know!
As China gradually integrates into the world, the foreign world slowly unfolds before the eyes of the common people. The common people suddenly realize that they are not as happy as the country advertises, and that foreigners live a much better life than them.
This kind of cognition and sense of gap has caused the Chinese people as a whole to fall into confusion, and even many have a tendency to "worship foreigners". Others are stronger than others. It’s right for you to worship others, but it’s a bit too much to flirt with foreigners.
Zhu Xin pondered the words while pacing. He decided to make it his first news story in 1983!
"Editor-in-chief, people from all departments are here." Secretary Wang knocked on the door of Zhu Xin's office.
Zhu Xin raised his head, "Well, I'll be there soon." He turned his head and sorted out the foreign language newspapers on the table, then walked quickly to the conference room.
There was a lot of noise in the conference room, especially the old comrades in charge of the printing work in the company, when they received the news that Zhu Xin asked the printing factory to stop printing, they were so angry that they almost rushed directly to the editor-in-chief's office.
"It's closed now! I want to open the skylight for the newspaper tomorrow. What is Zhu Xin thinking? No, I have to talk to him." In the workplace in the 1980s, there was no strict relationship between superiors and subordinates. Comrades can totally yell at their superiors.
When Zhu Xin walked into the door, he was greeted by the spittle stars on his face.
Editor-in-chief Zhu wiped his face and coughed twice, "We've delayed everyone's time off work, let's have a short meeting."
He spread the newspaper in his hand and put it on the conference table.
"What kind of messy bird writing, I can't understand it!" The old comrade glanced at the densely packed newspaper with English letters with a look of disgust on his face.
The international team glanced at him, "This is that Hong Kong University student named Li Zheng, it's amazing. He has a good mind and kindness, and those foreign media praised him as a flower. We also reported on it two days ago. , why did you bring it up again?"
Zhu Xin's eyes swept across the crowd, his two short hands rested on the conference table, and his chubby body leaned forward slightly.
"Because, this Li Zheng is a Chinese! A Chinese who has developed an original medicine!" Zhu Xin almost shouted, his voice fully embodies the characteristic of Fatty's full of anger, and he shouted almost the whole corridor. see.
Chinese? ! There was another moment of silence in the conference room, and then the whole room was like a pot that exploded, completely boiling.
As journalists with a keen sense of smell, everyone present knows what this means!
"Lao Xu, you need to deal with the page immediately. This will be a long report. You should reserve your spot. Lao Chen, you contact the printing factory, they are going to work overtime today. And Lao Zhang, your international team will collect more information on Li Zheng's information, the more the better! Xiao Wang, find a way to find Li Zheng's grandfather in Huajing. Let's all take our place and try to get our new headlines out before the wee hours!"
"it is good."
"understood."
Everyone responded, and even the old comrade who was in charge of the printing had a smile on his face, "Who said we are not as good as others, take a look, foreign newspapers are praising our young people in China!"
The crowd laughed and left.
Li Zheng didn't know, he unknowingly created a wave of presence in the country. The three-day Asian Biopharmaceutical Conference was over. Xu Mingsheng wanted to visit an old friend in Japan, so the Hong Kong University and his party continued to stay in the hotel.
What surprised Li Zheng was that the Huaguo scholars did not go back.
The hotel that Asia Biopharmaceutical Congress cooperates with is a standard four-star hotel, and it is located in the center of Tokyo. The price of a one-day stay is not cheap.
Regarding the production line, Li Zheng has already contacted the British equipment manufacturer through David. They refused to sell the most advanced production line. Under David's mediation, the manufacturer agreed that Li Zheng could purchase the second-class production line produced in 1978 in the name of the laboratory.
Although still a little unwilling, this is indeed the best result.
Things can be bought, but how to safely transport them to China is the biggest problem. Li Zheng couldn't help but think of the two phone calls last night.
After a night of sleep, the anger in his heart also calmed down a lot. Sometimes I think that asking people to do things is better than doing research, and I feel a little emotional.
"Qian, to be honest, the equipment in the second plant cannot produce the Xintaikang that Pfizer is satisfied with."
Li Zheng walked through the hotel corridor, glanced around the conference hall not far away, and found a familiar figure, Chen Anbang.
Li Zheng is more familiar with Chen Anbang than Meng Jiayin.
The old man who devoted himself to the Huaguo Pharmaceutical Industry, Li Zheng in his previous life, and he were both teachers and friends. The relationship between the two is really good.
In this lifetime, Chen Anbang was only in his early thirties, and he was still a high-spirited young scholar.
"But, you clearly said that it's fine! You clearly said..." Qian Zhenye was trembling with anger. He invited him to eat and drink for three or four days. The money spent on food every day was enough for several Chinese people to live on It's been a month, and now these foreigners have turned their faces and don't recognize them!
The foreigner shrugged, "Qian, there is a language barrier between us, you may not have heard my statement clearly. We will give you the opportunity to send the information of Jinyao No. 2 Factory to Pfizer's qualification evaluation department. Unfortunately, C-, Pfizer does not Maybe find a drug company with a C- rating to be our drug foundry.”
"That's not what you said! You said there was no problem. You promised me that I would give the list to our factory!"
"Sorry, we didn't say that."
The two sides insisted on their own words. Chen Anbang looked at Qian Zhenye with bloodshot eyes, and couldn't say what he felt in his heart. His wife is an employee of the No. 2 Jinyao Factory. She described Qian Zhenye, saying that he was a local emperor, and he said nothing in the factory. Such a person actually makes such compromises in front of these foreigners.
"Mr. Chen, that day was the day you and Professor Meng were together. Did you hear that they promised me?" asked.
Chen Anbang was dumbfounded. He and Professor Meng didn't go in at all that day, and left after a few words with Qian Zhenye. How could he possibly hear his conversations with foreigners.
"Why don't you believe me? They really agreed! Although I have been the director of a pharmaceutical factory for so many years, I am a graduate of China Foreign Affairs University. How could I not understand English!"
For four days of meals, he also gave these foreigners eight bottles of Maotai and four imported watches. The money sent by the employees has been spent, and he has put in a lot of it himself. If this list cannot be won, Qian Zhenye really plans to jump on the Huangpu River.
Qian Zhenye's voice is really not small, Li Zheng stood three or four meters away, but he could still hear it clearly.
He hesitated for a few seconds, then walked towards the conference hall. Through the unsealed shutters, he clearly saw that a foreigner standing behind his two companions secretly compared Qian Zhenye to a "idiot". Mouth.
Li Zheng frowned sharply, there must be something tricky here. He took two steps forward and tapped twice on the door of the conference hall with his knuckles. Before anyone in the conference hall could react, Li Zheng pushed the door and entered.
According to what Chen Anbang later said, Li Zheng had an aura of 2.8 meters when he walked in that day.
"Li Zheng?" Chen Anbang recognized the person first.
Li Zheng nodded to him, his eyes swept over Qian Zhenye Qiang Zi suppressed his anger, and finally placed it on the few foreigners in the conference hall.
"People from Pfizer?" Li Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
Several foreigners looked at each other.
"This man looks very familiar."
"Oriental people all look the same." They briefly talked, and a slightly older foreigner frowned and said to Li Zheng: "My friend, you are very rude. Yes, we are Pfizer employees."
Li Zheng sneered, "It's true that you are employees of Pfizer, but you are not from the production department. I guess what are you doing in Tokyo, sponsoring the Asian Biopharmaceutical Conference? Or do you hold a seminar for a scholar who has an interest in it? meeting?"
In his last life, he had dealt with pharmaceutical companies for half his life, and he was all too aware of the twists and turns in those pharmaceutical companies. Like all large corporations, pharmaceutical companies have clear lines of responsibility. The OEM is determined by the evaluation of the production department and then reported to the upper-level meeting for approval.
The production department determines that the foundry manufacturers often need on-site inspection and screening, and they will never be like the few foreigners in front of them. Seeing how these foreigners look above the top and are extremely good at speaking art, Li Zheng guessed that this group of people should be from the secondary division of Pfizer.
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