Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Ji...researcher, you are an old senior. In my impression, you have always had the reputation of supporting the younger generation. Unfortunately, being famous is not as good as meeting...hehe..." If it weren't for the current meeting scene, Liang Ce would look up to the sky Long smile.

Otherwise, he couldn't express his shocking feelings.

Liang Ce hadn't heard such modifiers as "Minister Liang's grandson" for a while.

Ji Lian's eyelids were as thick as tree bark, and deep wrinkles appeared when he lifted it a little, and said: "If I want to support my juniors, I should also support capable juniors. Besides, you don't need me to support you." , you have Minister Liang."

This was the second time he said "Minister Liang", and the veins on Liang Ce's temples jumped.

"Researcher Ji, now the rebellion doesn't care about implicating the nine clans. Why, my grandfather is Minister Liang, so I can't do research?" Liang Ce is not weak either. He quickly adjusted his mentality and fought back forcefully.

Ji Li said indifferently: "Of course you can do research, but the level is not as good as Yang Rui, so you shouldn't use Minister Liang's power to deal with Yang Rui."

"I... how can I use Minister Liang's power to deal with Yang Rui, Researcher Ji, you can't spout blood." Liang Ce was already guilty.

But Ji Li didn't let him go, and said with his old wooden cheeks unchanged: "Aren't you using Minister Liang's influence now? As far as I know, this meeting was originally not attended by Minister Liang. As a result, he not only temporarily participated in this meeting, but also temporarily invited a dozen scholars to participate. Coincidentally, these dozens of scholars are also members of the GMP committee and are eligible to vote in the next by-election who voted."

Without waiting for Liang Ce to speak, Ji Li continued non-stop: "The coincidence is more than that. Look at the distribution of group discussions. Each group is assigned a member of the GMP committee. Moreover, you are the only one in the audience who can move freely. Isn't it a coincidence?" Let you talk about us?"

When Ji Lian told the truth, Liang Ce was completely dumbfounded.

How can I answer this question?

The legendary Ji Lian is not like this.

Once upon a time, Ji Lian was notorious for not fighting back when punched or scolded. Although Liang Ce had never seen it, he said he had heard about it.

But reality is far from legend.

Not only Liang Ce, but also the scholars at the same table were terrified and even inexplicably embarrassed.

When Liang Ce was speechless, an elderly scholar who was about the same age as Ji Lian,

He said softly: "Old Ji, you have to forgive others and forgive others. Why are you getting older and angry?"

"It's not that I'm angry, I just know where to use my anger." Ji Lian turned his head and glanced at the other party, and said, "If I dared to get angry back then, the little red soldiers would have dared to burn my saplings. Try to save a little vitality, and save a little vitality for our country's botany."

"Old Ji, we all saw what you did back then." The elderly scholar nodded and said, "Everyone remembers..."

"What I do is not for everyone to remember." Ji Li didn't mean to compromise at this time, and his voice became louder and louder.

Liang Ce was scared, he was really scared.

Think about it, his grandfather is sitting on the rostrum, as well as many important officials from the Ministry of Health, and the scholars in the audience are also important scholars in the Ministry of Health system.

In a short period of time, everyone can pretend to be deaf and dumb, but if Ji Lian is so persistent, Liang Ce really doesn't know how to deal with himself.

Not for the GMP committee, he is for his own life.

"Researcher Ji, I have also made achievements. I have done the cephalosporin project, developed a new production line for our Beijing @Beijing pharmaceutical factory, and I have published papers in foreign journals..." Although Liang Ce was showing off The results, but the tone is not showing off, as far as the tablemate feels, he is more like a pleading.

Ji Lian was surprisingly persistent, and said, "As far as I know, you didn't invent cephalosporin, and you didn't develop cephalosporin capsules and injections, either."

"what?"

"Yang Rui got deferiprone, and I heard that the clinical performance is also good."

"What he did was stronger, I admit it, but what I mean is, I have done some work. The GMP committee is not an academic committee, so we can't just look at academic ability."

The corners of Ji Li's mouth slanted again, and he said with a half-smile: "We are all insiders, and the gap between the development of new drugs and generic drugs is clear. You said that Yang Rui's deferiprone is better than your cephalosporin." Stronger?"

Liang Ce's face turned red.

The gap between new drugs and generic drugs is the difference between cloud and mud.

Any third world country can imitate drugs, like India, or every drug must be imitated, but new drug research and development, but not any country or any institution in the world, dare to say 100%, I can make it .

It is also a medicine, and those who make new drugs can be said to be gods, while those who make generic drugs are just businessmen.

Liang Ce was already thick-skinned, but he didn't expect that Ji Lian would really tear off his fig leaf just like that.

Not only that, no matter how low Liang Ce's head hangs, Ji Lian's words are even more blunt: "You said you developed a new production line for Beijing @ Beijing Pharmaceutical Factory, but I won't talk about the installation of production lines and the development of production lines. It's different, as far as I know, Yang Rui is also building a new pharmaceutical factory now."

Liang Ce blushed even more, completely dumbfounded.

Ji Lian didn't let him go, and said again: "Let's talk about the papers published in foreign journals. Actually, it goes without saying that the quality and quantity of papers published by Yang Rui should be among the best in China. So, I support Yang Rui and oppose you. , not because Yang Rui is a little bit better than you, but because Yang Rui is much better than you. I don’t rely entirely on academic ability, and you are also completely behind in terms of the quality required for GMP committee members.”

Having said that, not only this table is completely silent, but the tables next door are also silent, just quietly listening to the gossip.

Liang Ce extremely hoped that someone would stand up and interrupt Ji Lian at this moment.

However, there are no scholars who do this.

Although not all the scholars present were like Ji Lian, there were not many who liked Liang Ce.

No matter when, the three generations of officials are very sensitive.

Liang Ce's face turned red and white, white and blue, blue and black, black and white, white and red.

Finally, after a minute or two, Liang Ce's brain resumed its movement, and he said in a bitter voice, "Researcher Ji, what's the matter with you."

"I am getting older and taking more and more medicines, so when I saw the by-election list, I thought, I must choose Yang Rui instead of Liang Ce. Why? Because I think the medicine I take is People like Yang Rui supervised the production, not Minister Liang’s grandson, supervised the production.” Ji Lian’s eyes gradually brightened, and he only heard him say with a little reminiscence: “I’m criticizing you now to let the country If your academic work can be carried out normally, if your level is not enough, you will go down and let your level go up to make things right, it’s that simple.”

The big hat of setting things right made Liang Ce stare at him.

"I didn't speak back then to protect as much fire as possible. I speak now to protect as much fire as possible." Ji Lian's tone gradually softened a little, and the eyes he looked at Liang Ce were also much gentler. , said: "I don't choose you, not because you are the grandson of Minister Liang, but because your level is not enough, whether you understand or not, I will say these words."

Liang Ce didn't feel that Ji Lian's tone had really softened. What he felt was that the spear was replaced by a soft knife, not only inserting and pulling out, but also stirring at his own wound.

"I..." Liang Ce opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Don't you want to lobby at other tables?" Ji Lian regained his old tree-like stability.

Liang Ce looked to both sides unnaturally.

Some people looked away as soon as they met his eyes, some looked at him with curiosity and suspicion, and some looked at him with scrutiny.

But no matter what kind of people they were, Liang Ce couldn't detect the friendliness in their eyes.

Liang Ce knew that they wouldn't say it like Ji Lian did, but who knew what they were thinking.

And who knows how they'll fill that little piece of paper on voting day.

Liang Ce suddenly felt chills all over his body, as if he had lost his clothes in the cold weather.