Ma Quan sat in the back seat, looking at the plains speeding by on both sides of the highway, his eyes narrowed.
He made two more phone calls to Feng Xuhui and asked in detail what happened before and after Director Kong told him to arrive at Haicheng before eight o'clock in the evening.
But upon analysis, nothing was found.
There is an air of weirdness about this matter.
Under normal circumstances, the chief director of the department and the chief boss of the consumables company have few opportunities to meet except for large meetings.
It is enough for the department director to only contact the sales clerk and business manager.
Why on earth do you need to go there yourself
At first, Ma Quan thought that Feng Xuhui was not capable enough, so he was very angry. But after thinking about it, he was a little confused.
But this doubt left Ma Quan puzzled.
The only thing that is certain is that as the director of the interventional department of the top tertiary hospital in the country, Director Kong cannot amuse himself. If you want to be there in person, it may be a big deal that needs to be decided.
This is the only reason Ma Quan can think of.
On the Baisheng International side, I still need to take a bite of meat. Among the wolves, it is not easy to get a share of the pie.
The domestic market is also struggling. More and more people don’t buy it just by playing the national card.
After all, whether it is a mobile phone or a TV, if it breaks down, you can replace it without spending an extra 18,000 yuan.
But medical devices are completely different.
Even patients want to use domestic medical devices because they are cheaper.
But the surgeon in charge will also be very cautious and consider it carefully.
After all, compared with imported consumables, domestic consumables are really not easy to use.
The shortcomings in materials science cannot be overcome by a small company like Changfeng MicroPort.
Technology can be copied and then broken through.
And materials science... haha.
Ma Quan felt a little cold, tightened his tight clothes, and looked at the almost unchanged scenery outside.
I no longer speculated on Director Kong’s intentions, but looked back to think about whether it was possible to find a breakthrough in materials science with Bioson International.
It is difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, we must overcome it.
A few hours later, Ma Quan came to Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital.
He still remembered that the last time he came in person, he found two sommeliers. In the end, the sommelier was drunk by two doctors from the first city hospital. It was so embarrassing and helpless.
"Dr. Ma, you're here." Feng Xuhui stood waiting in front of the emergency room building of the First City Hospital early, his face was red from the cold, and he looked a little embarrassed.
Well, the attitude is quite correct.
Ma Quan got out of the car, glanced at Feng Xuhui, and walked directly into the emergency building.
Feng Xuhui followed behind, wanting to say something, but his mind went blank and he didn't know what to say.
"Manager Feng, why did you refuse to build an overseas sales department?" Ma Quan asked in a deep voice.
Feng Xuhui hesitated for a moment, then immediately told the truth: "Dr. Ma, I'm just a newcomer. It's only by chance that I met Mr. Zheng that I can make a small contribution to the company."
Ma Quan continued to walk forward, followed by a shrewd and capable middle-aged man in his thirties.
"My experience and ability cannot support the establishment of overseas departments." Feng Xuhui continued: "Rather than fail and cause losses to the company, it is better to stay here and explore opportunities from Mr. Zheng."
"Yeah." Ma Quan was somewhat satisfied with Feng Xuhui's words.
"But..." Feng Xuhui hesitated.
"But what?" Ma Quan asked.
"Mr. Zheng may go to the 912 Hospital to serve as a team leader." Feng Xuhui was very distressed. He had reported this matter to Director Ma on the phone before, but Director Ma said nothing.
It seems that it is not that difficult to follow Mr. Zheng to the imperial capital.
"Is the news confirmed?"
"I'm sure, Director Kong came to Haicheng this time just to convince Mr. Zheng."
The middle-aged man following Ma Quan wanted to say something, but he moved his mouth and remained silent.
What Feng Xuhui said was like a fantasy.
People who have been doing business all year round have a deeper understanding of the medical system than the average doctor.
Who would say no to being able to go from Haicheng to work in one of the country's top tertiary hospitals like Imperial Capital 912 Hospital? Do you want the director of the University of Science and Technology to personally invite you
Even if you can perform prostate embolization surgery, this kind of thing will not happen.
But in front of Chairman Ma, it is better to be cautious.
Ma Dong has been in a bad temper recently, and he knows that.
"Professor Rudolf Wagner, are you here?" Ma Quan didn't want to discuss Zheng Ren's affairs anymore. This little doctor was a little weird, and Ma Quan couldn't understand it.
"Yes." Feng Xuhui said immediately: "The patient after prostatic embolization will take the train back to Germany the day after tomorrow. The surgical effect is particularly satisfactory, and the professor is expected to leave soon. Recently, he has been staying in the ward every day, recording various data."
"Well, you can talk to Professor Rudolf Wagner later. This is Sun Changlin, and he is responsible for the overseas market." Ma Quan said calmly without looking back.
Feng Xuhui said hello to Sun Changlin, then silently followed Ma Shenchen all the way upstairs.
Although there is still half an hour before eight o'clock, arriving a little earlier seems more sincere.
"Mr. Zheng has gone into surgery. It will take more than ten minutes to come down." Feng Xuhui said at the side.
Just as he was talking, he came to the office door.
Ma Dong knocked on the door politely, and Director Kong, who was sitting facing the door, raised his head.
"He must be the boss of Changfeng MicroPort." Director Kong said calmly.
"I'm Ma Quan." Ma Quan bowed slightly and said politely.
"Come in and sit down." Director Kong said casually.
Even if the other party is a billionaire, Director Kong still has such confidence.
What's more, the other party wants something from him.
So it seems that Director Kong is a little bit a little bit, but in fact it is natural.
"Director Kong, thank you for your help with the Imperial Capital matter." Ma Quan sat down and chatted with Director Kong.
But Director Kong went straight to the point and said: "If you don't talk about this, I will give you a chance to see if you have the courage."
Um? Is it time to show off so quickly
"You say it, you say it." Ma Quan was guessing in his mind, but he was very polite.
"Boss Zheng is going to the Imperial Capital to go to the 912 Hospital to establish a treatment center for tips surgery." Director Kong said: "You guys, Changfeng, are you interested?"
"What are you interested in?" Ma Quan didn't expect Director Kong to say that at all, and he suddenly slipped up.
"Huh?" Director Kong was a little displeased, "I only found your family, and I won't tell anyone secretly. Originally, what I wanted was to find a few more companies, and we'd all agree on the conditions. Who can give you a good price and policies? Okay, let’s use supplies from someone else.”
Ma Quan was awe-inspiring.
"But, considering that your young manager has a good relationship with Boss Zheng, I guess he won't think too much about it. Then I'll call you here first, and there won't be any competition. If the conditions you give are similar, all tips surgeries Use Changfeng’s consumables.”
"..." Ma Quan smelled the smell of pie, the kind that fell from the sky.