Even Tang Liu knew about the Cuban missile incident from books. Even younger people would not know about it at all if they had no interest in history.
In total, this incident should be considered a "historical" event.
But who is Mr. Roche
Seeing Johnson's expression, Tang Liu consciously shut his mouth and did not pursue the question. She vaguely knew that this was a character who did not belong to her own world.
"When Dr. Zheng won the Nobel Prize, because the news was received very late, I had to step in. In fact, no matter who came, the final result would be the same. Mr. Roche would not appear in our field of vision at all. We could only Watch him get off the car from a distance."
Tang Liu listened silently.
"Later I saw Dr. Zheng and his two assistants go up there and saw it with my own eyes. There are many rumors about related speculations in our circle, and I also made my own inferences." Johnson said, he raised his head and glanced at Tang Liu, He covered his face with his hands and said in a low voice: "You must not anger Dr. Zheng for a while, if you don't want to get yourself into big trouble."
Tang Liu thought to himself that he was not stupid. There was such a big fuss. Didn't he know what happened? But it's really strange, what does Dr. Zheng want
Johnson stopped saying anything and began to become silent. Only occasionally did the two communicate when the assistant in the front row turned back to report the matter.
In Tang Liu's imagination, the car should drive to the 912 hospital.
But he couldn't get in when he passed the 912 gate, and finally stopped in a community not far from the hospital.
"Hello, is this Dr. Zheng's house?" After ringing the doorbell, Johnson said in smooth Mandarin.
Uh... After all this time, I didn't even know he could speak Mandarin! Tang Liu was very surprised. Could it be that this time he was forced to a dead end
"Mr. Zheng is not at home, please contact him." A not so friendly voice came from the intercom, a little cold. She didn't even ask who the person was, as if whoever it was had nothing to do with her.
"Sorry to bother you." Johnson hung up the intercom politely, and then bowed slightly to the intercom at the door, with a full sense of ceremony.
Tang Liu just stood behind and watched silently. This executive, who usually had a bad temper, would bow to the gate guard to express his deepest respect.
All of this illustrates one problem. Tang Liu can no longer describe what he is thinking.
Johnson seemed a little annoyed by the continued silence. But he did not return to the car, but stood straight and waited at the door of the unit.
This is to wait for Dr. Zheng to come home and "report" on the follow-up matters regarding the instructions.
Tang Liu stood silently not far behind. The high heels made her feet sore and painful, and blisters began to form on her toes.
High heels are really a burden for an old man like him. A strange thought came to Tang Liu's mind that had nothing to do with the matter at hand.
Although I felt uncomfortable, I wanted to open my trolley case and put on flat shoes right away. But Tang Liu didn't move. Things had exceeded her expectations, let alone control.
I don't know how long it took, but Tang Liu felt that his feet had begun to feel numb. But suddenly Johnson moved. He was no longer serious, but smiled cheerfully.
"Dr. Zheng!" Johnson greeted him immediately like an old friend.
"Who are you?" Although Zheng Ren stretched out his hand, he was a little surprised.
"The CEO of Huano Pharma East Asia, his Chinese name is Da Le. You can call me Johnson or Da Le." Johnson said kindly.
Da Le... Zheng Ren felt... the emotional intelligence of the person in front of him was really high.
A presumptuous visit made me feel a little unhappy. But all the emotions were swept away by the name Da Le. It was simply comparable to Fugui'er.
But Zheng Ren just smiled, shook hands politely, and then asked: "Mr. Johnson, why did you come to see me this time?"
"I know from Professor Tang's email that you have given valuable advice on a certain drug of our Huanuo. Based on your rich clinical experience, we can judge that there should be other side effects. We are convinced that this is a mistake at work. . In response, the company has contacted the European Medicines Agency and is preparing to add warning information about this side effect."
“…”
Zheng Ren frowned, this must be a bit of a fuss. I just asked Tang Liu to do a check-up and made a casual metaphor. However, Huanuo Pharmaceutical went to great lengths to add side effects directly to the drug instructions!
It's almost ridiculous that this thing is happening.
"Mr. Johnson." Su Yun raised his eyebrows.
"This is Dr. Zheng's assistant, Dr. Su. As expected, he is even more handsome than in the photo. Unfortunately, my daughter is already married, otherwise I would like to introduce her to you." Johnson did not say hello to both of them just now. , because Zheng Ren didn't give him this time when he came up and asked directly about his purpose.
Johnson had the information at hand and knew that this man must not be offended.
Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, shook Johnson's hand, and said, "Withdraw the application."
"..." Johnson was startled.
"The thing is like this, the boss just said it casually. The real purpose is that Ms. Tang has some kind of insulin-related immune disease, and oral administration of sulfhydryl-containing drugs leads to hypoglycemia." Su Yundao, "We have no other meaning."
After saying that, he glanced at Zheng Ren and asked, "Is that so, boss."
Zheng Ren nodded.
Johnson reacted very quickly. He immediately took out a note pad and wrote down what Su Yun said on it.
"Okay, I will hurry up and implement this matter." Johnson said, "Let Professor Tang be hospitalized as soon as possible for examination and corresponding treatment."
Zheng Ren smiled and glanced at the door.
"Dr. Zheng, I won't disturb you for a long time." Johnson said immediately: "One last thing, according to the resolution of the board of directors, Huanuo Medicine wants to hire you as our independent director."
As he spoke, the assistant behind Johnson took out a document from his briefcase. Johnson took it and handed it to Zheng Ren with both hands.
"This document is only a first draft. If you are dissatisfied with it, we can contact you at any time."
Zheng Ren took the document, smiled and said, "Independent director, I don't have time."
"The corresponding obligations you have to bear have been marked and will not add any more trouble to you." Johnson said quickly, "Then we won't disturb you. This is a precious rest time. Please forgive our eagerness. Delaying dinner time for you and your family.”
After saying that, he bowed and left neatly.
Tang Liu heard it clearly... Everything he imagined did not exist. Standing and making money had nothing to do with Dr. Zheng. Huanuo Pharmaceutical directly nominates independent directors!
Tang Liu knew what this meant.