Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Friday Night Live, where we're joined by Balth's marketing director, Todd Carr, who's said to be bringing secrets we can't even imagine."

At the scene of the American talk show, the blonde host was sitting on the red sofa with a smile. Opposite her was a man with brown hair and a hooked nose, wearing a green suit, who looked extremely confident.

"Todd, it seems you are in a good mood today."

"Of course, because I just learned some big news."

He crossed his legs and sunk his upper body loosely into the sofa. "Tamara, you know, Bals always creates surprises. Every drug we develop gets a lot of welcome!" He spread his hands. , "After all, no one wants to fall down in front of the disease. Obviously you can enjoy life more happily, right?"

The blond host smiled, "I don't want me to die so early. The medicine has helped me a lot." Speaking of the host, he showed off his flawless face, "You will never imagine that I am spending time here. How much.”

"How many?"

"1.6 million dollars."

Todd was startled, "I think your face needs insurance too, it's so valuable!"

"Hahaha" the hostess was amused. She touched her long golden hair and continued, "Todd, you said you wanted to bring a secret?"

The host took the bait, and Todd Carr continued smoothly, "Yes! He is a very important secret! I can't imagine how many people will be crazy about him."

"Oh Todd Carr, stop for a moment, let me guess what you're talking about is resuscitation?" The woman blinked, and Todd Carr opposite pretended to be helpless, "Oh - it seems that my secret is not a secret at all. Not bad. , the legendary drug that can cure cancer, Resurrection – it will be available for purchase on May 27!”

"Just" Todd Carr raised his head and shouted enthusiastically, "2.3 million U.S. dollars! Tamara, there is no better deal in the world! With only 10 million U.S. dollars, you can exchange for a dying life !”

"Oh my god——"

Accompanied by a female scream, a thumb pressed down the remote control and the TV screen turned off.

"Oh! Damn capitalists!!"

In an ordinary American family, the man of the house complained loudly!

"No one can afford his medicine!!"

10 million US dollars, his annual salary is also US$49,000.

Although many people cursed it, it was still not as high-profile as Bales's appearance in the newspapers, and major media outlets rushed to report on it.

Countless rich people support us!

Resuscitation is not for ordinary people - for the patients at the bottom, the development of any drug has nothing to do with them.

In the second half of the show, Todd Carr did not forget to give a special nod to the recently infamous Teng Sheng. He leaned back and crossed his legs with disdain.

"As you know, there will always be a lot of clowns in this world." At this point, he stood up and looked directly at the camera. "No one dares to offend Bars! You will be the first and the last!! No. People will buy your medicine! Even the Chinese!”

Disdainful laughter accompanies the end of the show.

Relevant matters were soon reported in China, and in response to Todd Carr's provocation, Tengsheng immediately announced the news of Type IV drugs, specifically for export abroad!

The price is also very interesting, set at US$2.3 million.

Suddenly, the global media continued to report on the struggle between the two companies.

On June 3, the first batch of wealthy people who received the injection of resuscitation spoke publicly.

"I feel so good about my body! Even more than ten years ago!!"

“I can’t imagine that with just four injections, I’ll be completely fine!”

"Compared to life, 2.3 million is simply too cheap!"

As more people support Bals, more and more people focus on Teng Sheng. The two companies have entered the ring, and sales have begun to recover.

What does Teng Sheng seem to have forgotten?

He has not yet opened the purchasing channel.

"He's scared?!"

Todd Carr said firmly, "No medicine is better than resuscitation! Wells is also a fool. He actually believed in that outrageous paper. The effects of the medicine on it really exist!"

And with international pointing fingers at Teng Sheng,

China at this time——

"Type III samples have reached 604, with an accuracy rate of 92% and a survival rate of 89%. No post-injection sequelae have been found, and it may not be reflected in time."

The second phase of the research took only one month under the high-speed operation of hundreds of people in Qingchi. With the accuracy of the data mastered, the role of the third phase is just a review!

"If I strictly follow the data and inject a cancer patient with drugs, will I be able to guarantee his survival?"

Facing Song Jiang's inquiry, You Yao nodded confidently, "No problem!" After a slight pause, he emphasized, "You must follow strict measurements, accurate to 0.1."

After testing, for patients with different body types, the early stage is 2.1~5.6ml, and the middle stage, third stage and late stage is 5.0~9.3.

For patients who react incorrectly and have high fevers that persist, they also have a new solution, a combination of glucose injections, ice packs, and acupuncture.

Can reduce the fatality rate to 6%.

"very good."

Song Jiang was once again fortunate to keep the Qingchi Research Institute as a whole. If the research progress of the three people alone was relied on, the second and third phases would probably take half a year.

There is strength in numbers!

"You Yao, in three days. Get ready, we are going abroad."

You Yao's pupils shrank. Going abroad? ?

He hurriedly grabbed Song Jiang's hand, "I don't know English."

"You don't need to know English, just speak Chinese." Song Jiang patted his shoulder, "They should improve their Chinese."

...

Three days later, the plane flew out of Yanjing Airport and broke through the clouds. Song Jiang turned his head and looked at the looming mainland outside the window, with a slight smile on his face.

"Hello, I'm Teng Sheng..."

The mumbling sounded beside him, and the paper that You Yao was holding was wrinkled. He closed his eyes and recited quickly, mainly to cram for the exam.

"Can you recite it?"

You Yao forced a smile with difficulty, "There are still 6 hours."

Maybe.

But he has always had poor English grades since he was a child, and he took the CET-4 three times before he passed.

"... No need to recite, I will help you translate."

You Yao's eyes lit up and he thanked him repeatedly. Song Jiang waved his hand to indicate that it was a small matter.

Soon, 6 hours later. The plane stopped at the US airport, and a large group of people got off the plane.

He counted the number of people to make sure no one was left behind.

"Okay, the US will split up when the time comes, and you go to register the company." Song Jiang paused for a moment, "Wanqi Qie, you will connect with the supermarket management later. There are only two Tengsheng supermarkets in the US. You can consult Edwin about registering the company."

Edwin?

Wanqi Qie silently remembered this name. He didn't know Tengsheng's assets abroad, but he was the candidate put forward by the management.

He will be responsible for building a shell company abroad!

This shell company will fully connect with the US's drug purchasing business in the future!

"Okay! Hold all the bags for me, carry them to your chest, be careful not to be robbed! Hold the suitcases for me - don't put your mobile phone in your bag! Protect it well!!"

The extremely experienced Song Jiang shouted when he saw that he was about to leave the airport.