Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Come in. Tian Lai Novels ww" w. "2" Yang Rui straightened his back, his voice was unsteady. When he was in the genetic engineering laboratory, he didn't know how many people he had to meet in a day, and his answers were all imposing.

Mao Qiming, who sat across from him, clicked his tongue twice and gave Yang Rui a thumbs up.

Yang Rui rolled his eyelids helplessly, and saw Director Hai had pushed the door open and entered.

"Hey, it's Director Hai, why are you here?" Yang Rui stood up and made a gesture of greeting. He has dealt with Chinese Medicine Foreign Trade many times, he has worked against Director Hai, and he has also given gifts to Director Hai. The relationship between the two parties is neither good nor bad, and the official relationship is more than the personal relationship. However, in general, it is familiar.

From Yang Rui's point of view, Director Hai can be regarded as an official who conforms to the spirit of a modern civil servant. At the very least, he has a sufficient professional level, can work hard, and can show face. In addition, he is very familiar with officialdom. If Yang Rui were to decide on the leadership of TCM Foreign Trade, he would put Director Hai in it.

Director Hai was even more impressed with Yang Rui. With a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand from a distance, clapped Yang Rui's hand, shook it hard twice, and said with a smile: "I'm coming to Peking University to do business. For something, I just want to take a look at our classmate Yang Rui who shocked Jinghua, these are all your classmates."

"Yes, let me introduce you. This is Mao Qiming from our dormitory. He is from Xiangatan, an old revolutionary base area, and he is rooted in Hongmiaozheng." Yang Rui rolled his eyes and said again: "Director Hai is the director of our Chinese medicine department. The director of the API and fine chemicals sales office of the trading company is the core director of the core department."

Then, Yang Rui introduced the surrounding students to Director Hai one by one.

Everyone just mentioned that they want to go to a central enterprise, but TCM Foreign Trade is a ready-made central enterprise. Director Hai was immediately warmly received by a group of students.

Liu Anping, the class monitor, and Dong Zhiping, who was on the upper bunk, welcomed Director Hai with a broad mind.

Even Hou Bing from the Mathematics Department and Qiu Xia from the Civil Engineering Department happily shook hands with Director Hai.

In the era of package distribution, who knows what kind of tricks the job assigned to you in the future will be. The students of Peking University can't take it lightly. Every year, there are places in the branch. Although everyone is willing to go to the frontier, to the most difficult place However, it would be good if such an opportunity could be reserved for more urgent students. After all, there must be college students to build the huge Beijing City A.

Director Hai was also very happy. No matter how you say it, it was a very refreshing thing to be treated warmly by Peking University students. Those revolutionary leaders, current high-ranking senators and the like, worked so hard to come to Peking University, isn't it just for such a moment?

Director Hai didn't expect that he would get the treatment of a high-level leader all of a sudden, and he couldn't hold back his face even if he wanted to. His smile couldn't help but drop out, as if he had missed it the most.

"The momentum of our foreign trade in Chinese medicine has been very good in recent years. The national economy is very good. However, the import and export of pharmaceutical products is indeed very promising, and college students are also very much needed."

"I can speak some English, but now there are so many places that need English, I wish everyone could speak English."

"Balzac? I also like Balzac. My favorite is actually Gorky. When we were studying, we all watched Gorky, and some students recited Haiyan when they got up in the morning. The noisy people in the room couldn't sleep, hahaha... ..."

Director Hai couldn't help laughing when he talked about his joy.

The other people who came with him finally couldn't take it anymore, "cough cough", "cough cough cough" reminded Director Hai.

Director Hai was a little unhappy, but still put away his smile, and said, "I forgot to introduce you, Yang Rui, I brought a few other friends here today. These are Manager Sun from Bingzhou State-owned Pharmaceutical Factory, Manager Li and Officer Zhang."

"Hello everyone." Yang Rui had already seen the person, but Director Hai didn't introduce him, so he didn't have the opportunity to say hello. After all, they are all well-known scholars, and there are high-level laboratories and pharmaceutical factories behind them, so you can't just greet someone's family when you meet someone.

Manager Sun of the Bingzhou state-owned pharmaceutical factory didn't care about Yang Rui's indifference. After shaking hands with Yang Rui slightly, he bowed slightly and greeted everyone: "Hello everyone, our Bingzhou pharmaceutical factory is a large state-owned pharmaceutical factory, and everyone is welcome to come to work, visit and practice. what."

There were few responses from the students.

Everyone looks up to TCM Foreign Trade, on the one hand because it is a state-owned enterprise, which is the lowest point for Peking University students to find a job; on the other hand, it is because TCM Foreign Trade is an import and export enterprise, and the company is headquartered in Beijing.

In contrast, Bingzhou is a local pharmaceutical company in Beihe Province. Although it is a large pharmaceutical factory in Beihe Province, it is not comparable to a central enterprise. Moreover, there is no benefit of import and export, which can almost be regarded as a landed.

Manager Sun was a little embarrassed, but he recognized his position, and turned his attention to Director Hai for help.

Director Hai frowned, but still said, "Yang Rui, Manager Sun and the others are here to see you for something. Look, can we talk about it alone."

"I'm asking Mr. Yang for a favor." Manager Sun didn't dare to say anything about his classmates anymore, and addressed him politely.

When Liu Anping saw it, he automatically and consciously wanted to say goodbye and leave. Yang Rui grabbed him and said to Director Hai, "Let's go out and talk."

After speaking, Yang Rui took out the scarf, hung it up and went out, regardless of whether other people could keep up.

A black cashmere jacket with a stand-up collar, paired with a large light gray plaid scarf, was simply a handsome outfit in the 80s. Yang Rui walked all the way, and his classmates all looked at it.

That is to say, at Peking University, everyone is used to tolerate strange students, so they did not cause onlookers.

Yang Rui sprinted several hundred meters all the way until he reached the small road with few people. Director Hai and others had to trot to keep from falling behind, but it made several middle-aged and elderly cadres out of breath.

"You guys do some exercise too." Yang Rui stood still and put his hands in his coat pockets, and asked, "What's the specific matter, let's talk about it now."

"Mr. Yang...do you understand Bingyi?"

"Plague?"

"No, Bingzhou Pharmaceutical Factory." Manager Sun chuckled.

Yang Rui shook his head.

"We merged into the hospital 20 years ago, and we are also a first-class pharmaceutical factory in China." Manager Sun smiled awkwardly, and said again: "To be honest, our efficiency in the past few years was not good. When the efficiency was the worst, The workers have not been paid for seven or eight months."

Yang Rui opened his eyes wide and looked at Manager Sun. Are there still few state-owned enterprises that don't pay wages? One more of you is not much, and one less of you is not much.

Manager Sun smiled wryly, and said again: "To be honest, we have thought of many ways in recent years. It was not until last year that we found a good project after a lot of hard work."

"Congratulations."

"If there is no Sinovel pharmaceutical factory advised by Mr. Yang, we may really be able to breathe a sigh of relief."

"What do you mean?" Yang Rui looked at Director Hai.

Director Hai pretended not to see it.

Manager Sun gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Yang, the new item we found is norfloxacin."

Norfloxacin is norfloxacin. Yang Rui finally raised his head, looked at Manager Sun, and said, "Oh?"

"Mr. Yang, can I get rid of you and introduce us to the senior management of Huarui?" Manager Sun finally said his purpose.

"If you want to see Huarui's high-level executives, you can just go to Hedong. If you come to the capital to find me, isn't it a bit desperate?"

"Mr. Yang, we are... I heard that you have an astonishing influence on Huarui Pharmaceutical Factory, so we also want you to say something nice for us."

"why?"

Yang Rui's rhetorical question was beyond Manager Sun's expectations.

Manager Sun hesitated for a moment, then said, "We can rule the river. The south of the Yangtze River is considered Huarui's, and the north of the Yangtze River is left to us. How about that?"

"why?"

"In this way, we don't have to tear each other down. It's easier for everyone to manage, isn't it?"

"I can pass on the message for you, it's hard to say whether it will succeed or not." Yang Rui replied lightly.

"Consultant Yang, if you can facilitate this matter, we will definitely thank you very much." Manager Sun made an expression that you know.

Yang Rui gently pushed Manager Sun's hand away, and said, "No need, I'm just a messenger. It's impossible for you to expect me to make it happen. See you guys."

Yang Rui left after speaking.

Director Hai lightly raised his forehead, glanced at Manager Sun, and said in his heart: I told you earlier, Yang Rui is hard to speak.

He was negotiating with Yang Rui on behalf of TCM Foreign Trade, and it took a lot of effort. However, he had repaid the favor he owed to Manager Sun, and now he had the spirit of watching a play.

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