Chen Xuhua resigned.
Before Li Zheng's interview could be broadcast, Chen Xuhua announced his resignation at a press conference on Wednesday.
After hearing the news, Li Zheng locked himself in the laboratory for a day and a night. Although he knew in his heart that even if his talk show was broadcast and public opinion reversed, Chen Xuhua could not escape the result of taking the blame and resigning.
Because society has rules, and hospitals have systems, and those who violate the rules and systems must bear the consequences.
When Liang Zhe came, he saw such a Li Zheng, his face was black as if he could drip ink, and his whole body exuded an aura of "I am very unhappy".
He frowned slightly, took two steps forward, and glanced at the two half-eaten boxes of instant noodles on the coffee table with a slightly disgusted gaze. After hesitating for a while, he turned around and took two disposable gloves from the experimental area and put them on, then pursed his lips and threw the two boxes of instant noodles into the trash can at the door.
Li Zheng raised his eyelids slightly, and when he saw Liang Zhe, he lowered his head again.
"The production line has arrived, and I have already had it split in the warehouse. If you have time, please contact Huajing." Liang Zhe said.
Li Zheng nodded, "Got it."
Liang Zhe frowned more and more tightly, he didn't like Li Zheng like this, no, it should be said that he didn't like Li Zheng like this. The person should be confident, proud, and glowing. Instead of sitting on the ground decadently like now.
The struggle in his eyes flashed past, and then he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and sat on the ground like Li Zheng.
"Sad because of Chen Xuhua's resignation?" Liang Zhe tried to recall the appearance of the psychiatrist when he explained himself, but his tone without the slightest emotional ups and downs and the paralyzed face really did not have the affinity of a psychiatrist.
"It's easy to solve. If he is willing to continue to be a doctor, Liang's name has a hospital. If he wants to change other jobs, you don't happen to be short of people." Liang Zhe said.
Li Zheng raised his head in surprise, "You... why are you talking so much today?"
Liang Zhe…
Although I was surprised that Liang Zhe talked a lot today, Liang Zhe's words still opened up new ideas for Li Zheng. That's right, since Chen Xuhua has no job, I will provide him with another one. Li Zheng is in the game, but no outsider like Liang Zhe can understand it.
"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Li Zheng patted his legs and wanted to stand up from the ground.
It's just that he has been sitting on the ground for too long, and his legs are slightly numb, and when he stands up too quickly, his right leg becomes weak and he falls forward.
Liang Zhe was in a hurry and immediately reached out to catch it.
"Touch" Li Zheng slammed onto Liang Zhe, and his elbow just hit the unspeakable part of Liang Zhe. Liang Zhe's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.
Li Zheng, a student of biology, naturally understood the fragility of the man's place, and jumped up abruptly.
He smiled awkwardly, "It's okay."
Liang Zhe twitched suspiciously with a paralyzed face, "It's okay..."
"Thank you." Li Zheng said without end, and then saw with satisfaction that the roots of Liang Zhe's ears turned a familiar pink.
Merck's Mr. Smith's visit was on Thursday morning. Li Zheng just finished talking with Chen Xuhua. Chen Xuhua said that he had been a doctor for half his life, and he wanted to rest. Li Zheng can see from this antibiotic incident that Chen Xuhua said so, but he likes to treat and save people, but this incident probably really broke his heart. Therefore, Li Zheng officially invited Chen Xuhua to be the head of the Li Zheng Special Disease Research Foundation, and was also responsible for the launch of Paminesatine and the connection with Roche.
When Zheng Lingling informed the door that a person calling himself Pete Smith wanted to see him, Li Zheng's first reaction was to call David. In the past life, various pharmaceutical companies came to his door, but David came forward to help him get rid of them.
"Pete Smith? Mr. Smith from Merck? He actually came in person because of the carbapenem antibiotics. It seems that the discovery of new antibiotics by Merck is true." David exaggeratedly called on the phone. Out loud, "No, I have to report this news to the headquarters. Li, don't be afraid, wait for me for half an hour, and I will come right away."
Li Zheng... I'm not afraid.
Li Zheng hung up the phone and stood up, "Executive President of MSD, is President Chen interested in meeting with me?"
Chen Xuhua opened his mouth in astonishment and pointed at himself with his finger.
Li Zheng smiled and affirmed.
"It's a great honor." Chen Xuhua was both happy and a little complicated. As a doctor, he had to deal with pharmaceutical companies. He had seen countless pharmaceutical representatives, but it was the first time he had seen the president of a pharmaceutical company.
Unexpectedly, after taking the blame and resigning, he has stepped onto a new level in life.
Li Zheng and Chen Xuhua walked quickly towards the entrance of the laboratory. Smith and Kent stood at the entrance with solemn expressions, and quickly exchanged words in English. When they saw Li Zheng and others coming, they quickly put on polite smiles.
"Mr. Li Zheng?" Smith looked at the young man in front of him and said uncertainly. Li Zheng was younger than he thought.
Westerners generally look more mature than Easterners, Li Zheng looks like a Westerner, but he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, which is really a little green.
Li Zheng smiled slightly and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Smith, Mr. Kent." Li Zheng and Smith had only met a few times in their previous life, but it was Kent who had dealt with him several times and was deeply impressed.
"It's a very professional laboratory." Kent was slightly surprised when he saw the scene inside the No. 2 laboratory through the glass window. The environment of Li Zheng's laboratory has the style of a top international laboratory. He glanced slightly at the laboratory management ledger hanging on the laboratory wall, and a lot of doubts disappeared in his heart. Maybe... is it really just a coincidence
His team worked hard for nine years, and others did it in a few days. This is a great insult to Kent. After getting the news of the suspected carbapenem antibiotic, Kent's The first reaction was that my team had a traitor.
He checked the entire team inside and out, and then carefully studied Li Zheng's information. The facts told him that his team had no contact or contact with Li Zheng. Is there really a genius in this world? Mr. Kent's mood was very mixed.
"Thank you." Li Zheng smiled reservedly and accepted the compliment from his peer.
Several people sat down in the lounge area. Smith and Kent whispered a few words, then smiled and said, "Who is this gentleman?" They didn't want too many people to know about the patent rights of carbapenem antibiotics, so they didn't even find a middleman. , and directly found Li Zheng's laboratory.
"This is the former director of Queen Mary Hospital, and now the director of the Li Zheng Special Disease Research Foundation." Li Zheng introduced.
Smith and Kent looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes. They had carefully studied the Mary Hospital incident. Naturally, they knew that Chen Xuhua played an extremely important role in it. They admired this oriental dean. If it were them, They probably wouldn't risk going to jail to save a group of patients who didn't know if they could save it.
"It's an honor to meet you." Kent stretched out his hand and bent down slightly.
Chen Xuhua was stunned, he hurriedly reached out and shook Kent's hand, "I am also very honored to meet the two of you."
Several people exchanged a few words, Mr. Smith winked at Kent, Kent nodded, and took out some documents from his bag.
He put the document on the coffee table, and then moved towards Li Zheng's direction.
"Mr. Li Zheng, this is the patent document of our company's drug called imipenem, as well as the drug listing approval." Kent stared at Li Zheng's reaction without blinking.
But what disappointed him, Li Zheng's expression was calm, and he didn't even change his expression when he saw the words "imipenem".
On the other hand, Chen Xuhua, who was next to him, saw Li Zheng open the patent document, and the words "carbapenem antibiotics" appeared in it.
"It seems that Mr. Li Zheng is not very surprised?" Smith couldn't help but said.
Li Zheng patted Chen Xuhua soothingly on the shoulder, then put the patent document back on the table with a smile, "Well, I heard that Merck may have antibiotics against Pseudomonas aeruginosa. Xu Keqiang, Mr. Kent, you may have heard this. name."
A dazed look appeared on Kent's face. He was thinking hard about something, and suddenly patted his head, "Jimmy Xu, Thomas's student! He called me once!"
"Yes, if you agree to his request, maybe my laboratory will not produce a drug similar to imipenem." Li Zheng shrugged and said.
Mr. Kent's face suddenly turned blue and white, and then a look of depression appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Smith coughed dryly, "Mr. Li Zheng, although our company's imipenem is still in the market review stage and the patent is still in the confidentiality period, it is a fact that your drug infringes our patent right."
"Mr. Kent and I chose to visit in person, rather than asking the legal team to send a lawyer's letter, which has shown our sincerity at Merck. You know... "
"I didn't send a lawyer's letter because you know, it's useless even if I did." Before Smith could finish speaking, David whistled and entered from the door.
He also carried a fragrant roast chicken in his hand, wrapped in greased paper, and some of the exposed ones were roasted to a golden brown, which was very tempting.
"Oh, dear Li, I brought you your favorite roast chicken. It's still hot, maybe you can provide some cutlery." David ignored Smith and Kent's extremely hard-to-see eyes and sat down on Li Zheng on the sofa next to it.
The corners of Li Zheng's mouth twitched, looking at David, who was beside him who was playing with the roast chicken, and helplessly helped his forehead.
He got up and went to the test area to get some disposable rubber gloves and handed them to everyone present, "I haven't bought all the cutlery here, so let's make do with it."
David hurriedly took the gloves, put them on for himself with a smile, and then "teared" the whole chicken into two halves. He pulled the chicken's right leg into Li Zheng's hand and tore off one. The wing was handed to Chen Xuhua, and then he looked up at Smith and Kent who were dark-faced, hesitated for a few seconds, and handed the other wing to Kent.
Mr. Smith glanced at the remaining drumsticks, his expression softened slightly.
David smiled at him, then forcefully ripped off the left leg of the chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.
Smith was furious, he stood up suddenly, and pointed at David with trembling fingers, "David Andorio! Even if Robert is here, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like that!"
The stalk of Merck's chicken butt is not a secret among the senior executives of several top companies. It is about a certain sales channel communication. The rest of the companies have joined forces to pick up a few high-value markets, leaving a small market space for Merck. Areas that are difficult to develop are dubbed in the industry as picking up chicken butts.
This incident has always been a dark history on Mr. Smith's professional resume, but David mentioned this point, which of course made Smith furious.
David put the chicken thigh on the oiled paper, then looked at Pete Smith with a smile on his hands.
"I just want to remind you to follow the rules and don't bully Li Shi alone. He is an excellent partner for us at Roche, and we are happy to have a share in the new antibiotic field." David Lai I had a phone call with the Swiss headquarters before. When Mr. Robert received the news, he couldn't help laughing on the spot.
He told David that he must be disgusting and disgusting Smith, but he has been disgusted with the dictatorship of Merck for a long time.
"It's a fact that Li Zheng's laboratory infringed our company's patent rights! My patent documents were approved in 1976, and he discovered carbapenem antibiotics in just a few days!"
Li Zheng leaned back slightly, looked at Mr. Smith, who seemed to be furious, and said, "Wait, I didn't use carbapenem antibiotics for profit, this shouldn't be a patent infringement. And... I remember that there seemed to be a New York agreement signed within your pharmaceutical company, and Merck was still an active advocate at the time, what? Does it treat private laboratories differently?"
This time, even David looked at Li Zheng with astonished eyes. He felt that the little genius he had discovered became more and more mysterious. Not only was he professionally comparable to the top giants in the global pharmaceutical industry, but Li Zheng seemed to be They are very clear about the twists and turns of these pharmaceutical companies.
Sometimes Li Zheng understands things that even he himself doesn't quite understand. Like the New York Agreement, which Mr. Robert told him not long ago.
The New York Agreement, which is an oral agreement between top international pharmaceutical companies, is unclear about the patent ownership of both parties, or the handling standards when there is a patent dispute. Although the patent of imipenem was registered before, he only registered the core patent for confidentiality, and it was only registered in the United States. If Li Zheng wanted to fight, imipenem was not guaranteed to win.
In this case, according to the content of the New York Agreement, Merck should take the initiative to share a piece of the cake with Li Zheng Laboratory. But Smith naturally didn't want that to happen.
If there is no David present, Smith can completely deny it, but there is someone from Roche, who still wants to see the David of Merck's jokes.
"Mr. Li Zheng, the content of the New York Agreement is only for the parties present at the time." Smith's attitude is very clear, and private laboratories naturally have to treat them differently.
"Oh~" Li Zheng shrugged indifferently, "Okay, I still have some experience in improving medicine."
The smugness on Smith's face suddenly froze. Yes, in front of him is not the old fox who is intriguing in the mall on weekdays, but a genius, a real pharmaceutical genius.
In less than half a year, two drugs were born in his hands, which is very rare in the history of pharmaceuticals. Perhaps... He really has a way to improve carbapenem antibiotics.
If imipenem is successfully launched soon, Li Zheng's improved medicine will come out...
Smith had a hard time imagining the scene at that time.
"Mr. Li Zheng... I think we can discuss it."
David looked at Smith, who was pale and pale, and then looked at Li Zheng, who was light-hearted, and took a bite of the chicken leg. It seemed that he had nothing to do with him
Smith stood up and went to the balcony to make two phone calls. When he came back, his face was already full of smiles. He took out a piece of white paper and wrote "Swish". In less than half an hour, he wrote a whole book. pages.
Li Zheng glanced at the contents on the white paper, and the depression in his heart finally loosened a lot. Merck is willing to give half of the profits to Li Zheng's laboratory every year until the patent term of imipenem expires.
For a private laboratory in Li Zheng's laboratory, this clause is already very generous.
"What do you think?" Smith said with a smile. His body seemed to inadvertently just blocked David's line of sight, causing David to scratch his ears and cheeks curiously.
Seeing that Smith finally showed his sincerity, Li Zheng finally showed a real smile on his face. He tore up the white paper and threw it into the trash can under Smith's astonished and angry eyes.
"Actually... I didn't plan to register a patent, and I didn't plan to share this with imipenem." Li Zheng considers himself a person who respects intellectual property rights. He has been studying hard for nine years. It's not fair that memory is distributed out of thin air.
If it weren't for Xu Mingsheng this time, he would never touch imipenem, a drug that already has a prototype and is about to be launched soon. His life plan is very clear. It must be born in his hands that no one has invested in research. , or invest in research that has not yet developed a drug. In his own words, this is called the optimal allocation of social resources.
When Smith heard the words, the anger in his eyes disappeared completely, the shock on his face could not be concealed, and Kent also grew his mouth. Obviously, this big bull in the pharmaceutical circle did not expect Li Zheng to have such an attitude.
As for David, he sprayed the whole chicken thigh with saliva on Pete Smith's custom suit.
"David Andorio! You bastard!" From Li Zheng's laboratory, Smith was so angry that he wanted to kill.