"Mr. Li Zheng is young and wise. He is the most personable scholar I have ever met." When Mr. Smith was interviewed by American TV, he praised Li Zheng as much as possible.
He recounted in detail the fact that Li Zheng voluntarily gave up all commercial interests of carbapenem antibiotics, shaping Li Zheng into a great biologist who respects patent property rights and regards money as floating clouds.
In fact, people with discerning eyes in the circle can understand that Smith did this entirely to convince Li Zheng that he gave up the commercial interests of carbapenem antibiotics, so as to prevent Li Zheng from going back on his word.
But ordinary people don't know that, under the brainwashing of Hollywood American heroism, the American people admire this heroic figure with high moral character, dedication and sacrifice.
So the word "Li Zheng" quickly resounded throughout the American Republic, and even in a certain TV interview, some people said that if their president could respect the rules and have the same dedication and sacrifice as Li Zheng, the American people would be better off. Tomorrow will be better.
Li Zheng, who has been labelled a great figure by the friendly American people, has been so busy lately that he doesn't even have time to take a sip of water.
To send away a wave of opportunistic people, Li Zheng poured a glass of cold water.
"I got in touch with the professor in Huajing. The production line was split into three parts and shipped to Xiamen, Ningbo, and Tianjin ports, and then sent to Huajing Academy of Sciences by land."
Speaking of this matter, Rao was as calm as Li Zheng, and he couldn't help feeling a little excited in his heart. China in the 1980s was like a dry sponge, trying hard to absorb the technical experience from various advanced countries.
However, these developed countries have packed this sponge in a dry glass bottle, isolating it far away and making it impossible to break free.
In Li Zheng's last life, he heard such a thing from the seniors in the research institute. During a state visit, the general of Hua was invited to visit the advanced fighter jets of a major country.
Because it has not yet been officially put into use, the fighter plane is surrounded by red ropes. The scene of General Hua Guo holding the red rope with one hand and trying to look inside with his feet was photographed by a reporter from a certain country. International laughing stock.
Later, when the admiral returned to China and talked about this incident, his face was bitter, "I am a small person, I just want to take a look, take one more look, this look can save our scientists from detours for a few years, Let Hua Guo be bullied for a few years less!"
This shows that China in this era is determined to learn and develop.
Huaqing University Teaching Building
Huaqing University is one of the two most famous institutions of higher learning in China. Different from the relaxed and soothing atmosphere of Heung Kong University, the students of Huaqing University came and went in a hurry, their expressions were resolute and their steps were firm.
"Professor Meng! Xiangjiang is on the phone!" Chen Anbang rushed into Lao Meng's office excitedly, his face flushed with excitement, "Production line! Sketo's production line! I've agreed with Li Zheng, The production line was split into three parts and sent to three ports in Xiamen, Ningbo and Tianjin. I said hello to my local friends, but I think the customs side... "
Old Meng wearing reading glasses was reading the newspaper word by word, and when he heard Chen Anbang's words, he slapped the table suddenly, his face full of excitement.
"confirmed?"
"It's confirmed! Liang's ship is coming."
"Hahaha, good! Good!" Meng Lao paced back and forth in the office excitedly, "Xiao Zhao has a good nephew, let's go, go to the teacher's place with me!"
Meng Lao's teacher, a leading figure in the biological field of China, Liu Lao couldn't help laughing when he heard the news.
"Okay, well, please contact Xiangjiang, and leave the rest to me!"
The news that Scrooge's production line is about to arrive in China has gradually spread among the upper-class circles in China. At the same time, the name Li Zheng has appeared on the desks of various heavyweight leaders again.
Zhao Mu found that his office started to become lively, and every three days someone ran to the door of his office, looking at himself like a panda.
When Huajing received the news, Li Zheng and Liang Zhe also got into the car that went to the warehouse. Because of the sensitivity of this matter, neither Li Zheng nor Liang Zhe wanted a third person to know about it.
so…
"You drive?" Li Zheng glanced suspiciously at Liang Zhe, not because he underestimated him, but he had never seen Liang Zhe drive by himself.
Liang Zhe cast a dissatisfied glance at Li Zheng and sat in the driver's seat silently. It's true that he hasn't driven for a long time, but... Liang Zhe fiddled with the steering wheel, he is a man with a driver's license!
However, it turned out that Li Zheng's concerns were not unreasonable. When Liang Zhe hit the van in front of him in order to avoid a puppy, Li Zheng rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.
He glanced at his face and Shen Rushui sat in the driver's seat, obviously not intending to move Liang Zhe, and resignedly got out of the car.
It was an acquaintance who got off the van.
Sister Qiao, her husband and another middle-aged couple.
The woman scolded immediately, "Can you drive? We were well parked in front of the sidewalk, so why did we suddenly crash over? Could it be a female driver driving it?"
Li Zheng turned his head subconsciously, just in time to see Liang Zhe get down from the driver's seat with a black face.
"Yo, it's a man, this skill is not as good as a woman's!"
Liang Zhe's face darkened even more.
When Li Zheng saw this, the depression in his heart caused by the accident was swept away. He patted Liang Zhe on the shoulder comfortingly, and was about to go forward to negotiate.
But he found his clothes were being grabbed.
Liang Zhe shook his head at him, then passed Li Zheng and walked in front of Sister Qiao and her party.
It's just that before he could speak, the woman saw Liang Zhe's expression and broke out all of a sudden.
"Whoops, you crashed into our car, and who did you show your face to? Lose money, you must lose money!"
"How much?" Liang Zhe's expression softened a little. Since it can be solved with money, it is not a problem.
The woman secretly looked at Liang Zhe's clothes and the Mercedes-Benz off-road he drove, and muttered, "Rich man."
"One thousand dollars," she said tentatively.
Her husband tugged at her sleeve, apparently thinking his wife's price was too unreasonable.
Liang Zhe didn't lift his eyelids, and put his hand into his pocket.
One second... two seconds...
Liang Zhe's expression slowly became serious, he turned around and walked quickly to the driver's seat.
"You don't want to default on your debt, do you? I wrote down your license plate number. Even if you run away now, I will report the crime to A SIR." Seeing Liang Zhe turn around, the woman trotted to Liang Zhe's car. He shouted with his hips crossed.
Liang Zhe frowned into a Sichuan character, exuding an "I'm very unhappy" breath all over his body.
Liang Zhe is not one of those rich second-generation people who don't eat human fireworks. He always carries cash with him. But because he came out with Li Zheng today, he deliberately changed his clothes, so there was no money or card. In the pocket there is only one replacement button that comes with the dress.
He turned over the cabinet of the overturned car, and there was not a penny...
"Sister-in-law, forget it. I know this little gentleman, or it's my face... " Sister Qiao said suddenly.
The woman who was called sister-in-law sneered, "Face, brother and sister, your face is worth a thousand dollars?" From the bottom of her heart, the woman looked down on Sister Qiao, a stowaways. If it wasn't for her brother, how could she live like this? day.
Sister Qiao's face turned blue and white for a while, she forced a smile, "sister-in-law, why don't you make it cheaper." The corner store where Sister Qiao and the couple opened the shop is the dowry of this sister-in-law. How could my sister's temper tantrum endure this woman for so long!
The woman glanced at Sister Qiao, "Eight hundred, can't be any lower."
Li Zheng, who just gave up the commercial interests of tens of billions of drugs...
Liang Zhe, the helm of the Liang family, known as the largest landlord in Hong Kong...
"Otherwise, let's write an IOU." Li Zheng said awkwardly.
The woman was unwilling. Sister Qiao said something, the woman never reluctantly took out a piece of white paper from the car and wrote it in crooked handwriting:
Today, Liang Zhe and Li Zheng owe Xu Jindi 800 Hong Kong dollars, which must be paid within three days. February 27, 1983
"Sign! Press your handprint!" Xu Jindi conjured a red ink pad out of nowhere.
Li Zheng…
Liang Zhe…
After this episode, Li Zheng returned to the car and couldn't help laughing while covering his stomach. Liang Zhe's back ear seemed to be dripping blood. He held the steering wheel solemnly and stared straight ahead without blinking. , dare not have a trace of distraction.
That IOU is definitely the biggest black history in Mr. Liang's life.
Li Zheng put his hand on the car window and looked at Liang Zhe's side face with his head up.
Liang Zhe is very good-looking, not the kind of creamy little boy in later generations, but a kind of handsome with sharp edges and corners, Li Zheng felt itchy, watching Liang Zhe pursed his mouth into a straight line, he had a feeling of wanting to scratch it with his hands. The impulse of Liang Zhe's chin.
"It's here." Before Li Zheng could put it into practice, he ran across a path in front of a residential building and went around a factory.
This is a cosmetics factory under Liang's name. The factory area is very large, and the factories that are not high are scattered in the factory area, which has a unique aesthetic feeling.
"Mr. Liang!" The person in charge of the factory ran over immediately after receiving the news that Daben had entered the factory.
Liang Zhe frowned, then threw the car key to him, and said, "I'll see for myself." He completely regarded him as a parking boy.
The two passed through the central factory building, and Liang Zhe pointed to a warehouse that was built with a canopy not far away, "That's it."
Liang Zhe's always expressionless face showed a trace of invisible excitement. He was like a child who offered a treasure. He quickly stepped forward, opened the door, and then stood in front of the door, looking at Li Zheng expectantly.
"It's in there."
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