Chapter 47:

A pharmaceutical company must have medical representatives.
Medical representatives, in the minds of the people of later generations, are those drug salesmen who sell medicines in the hospital and give kickbacks to doctors by the way.
But some doctors are hard to impress with money, and medical representatives have deep knowledge in this job. Money can't be impressed, just use fame and fortune, sponsor seminars, buy journal pages to publish papers, or sponsor family travel in the name of academic exchanges. There are all kinds of methods that you can't think of, and nothing he can't do.
Most of these people signed with pharmaceutical companies are third-party contracts or agency contracts, which are called Type II personnel internally.
At the Asian Biopharmaceutical Conference, there are so many experts and scholars, how can these people be missing? After all, the big names in the biopharmaceutical industry have inextricable relationships with hospitals, and many heads of well-known hospitals in Asia were invited to the meeting.
"We don't understand what you're talking about?" When several foreigners heard Li Zheng's words, their expressions were abnormal for a moment, but they quickly reacted, and a series of English quickly popped out of their mouths. English has a strong local accent, even people from English-speaking areas may not understand it.
"Don't think everyone else is a fool. I also know a few friends in Pfizer, Johnny Brown, the chief engineer of the production department. He loves Chinese culture very much. Presumably he wouldn't want to see someone cheating under the name of his department. Eat and drink. Do you need me to call him now?"
The foreigner's face really changed this time.
Johnny Brown, the chief engineer of the production department, because he is a technical field, Johnny rarely shows up in front of the public, so not many people know him. The young man called out Mr. Brown's name at once, which shows that even if he doesn't know Mr. Brown, he has the energy to connect with Pfizer.
In fact, in their opinion, this is not a big deal at all. Qian Zhenye came to the door by himself and followed them "conscientiously" for several days. Those who do their job have always followed doctors and scholars. Suddenly someone who followed them appeared, feeling very strange in their hearts.
This novelty was not busy rejecting it. Later, Qian Zhenye saw that he had a way, and even more generously invited dinner and drinks. They said that they would give the production line to Tianjin Pharmaceutical No. 2 Factory until the alcohol was on the top.
"We never said that we belonged to the production department. The director Qian wanted to find Pfizer employees, and we were Pfizer employees. That's right. He found the wrong person himself. We just didn't refuse." The foreigner said. Confidently.
Qian Zhenye clenched his fists tightly, and his teeth trembled at the thought of the ardent gazes of the old workers before leaving.
"If our expression caused Manager Qian to misunderstand anything, then we are very sorry." This time the foreigners spoke in standard English pronunciation, but Qian Zhenye couldn't hear what they said. apology.
Hearing the fluttering words, he only felt the blood flowing from his whole body to his head. Qian Zhenye took a step forward. Before Li Zheng and Chen Anbang could react, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and pointed it at a foreigner's head. Ministry smashed.
"Touching" the glass splashed with blood.
Everyone present was taken aback by this sudden change.
"Oh, God!" Several foreigners panicked, one pushed Qian Zhenye away and covered his companion's head, and the other hurried out to call.
"You are a crime! It is a deliberate murder!"
The hotel was quickly alarmed, Li Zheng's complexion was a bit ugly, he knew that this time the trouble might be serious. The two parties involved are Chinese and Americans, and the incident happened in Tokyo. Once the case is filed, it will involve three countries, and it is likely to become a tripartite diplomatic incident.
With the virtue of the United States in the 1980s, Qian Zhenye may not be pleased.
The ambulance and the police arrived very quickly, and the nurses expertly drove the crying foreigner into the ambulance.
"Everyone, come with us." The Tokyo policeman stood in front of the crowd and said solemnly.
Because of the sound of police cars and ambulances, many people have gathered in the lobby of the hotel. Seeing the three of Chen Anbang, the faces of Chinese scholars headed by Meng Lao cannot be described as ugly. The Huaguo team leader went to the front desk with a grim expression to make a phone call, probably to report the accident here to China.
Liang Zhe didn't expect that the meeting between him and Li Zheng would be such a scene.
Time goes back to two days ago
"Patter"
"What did Mr. Li Zheng say?" Steward Fang looked at Liang Zhe who was holding the phone tube for a long time, and was so anxious that he wanted to grab the phone and say for him.
Liang Zhe's eyes were erratic and his expression was dull. He clearly didn't show any aggrieved expression, but he exuded a signal of "I am aggrieved" all over his body.
"Bye."
"What?" Steward Fang obviously didn't understand Liang Zhe's words.
Liang Zhe slowly put the handset on the phone, "He said he slipped his hand and hung up the phone."
After talking about slipping, hang up the phone... Butler Fang Li Zheng's always gentle and polite smiling face appeared in his mind, and Liang Zhe silently ordered a wax in his heart. Mr. Li Zheng, I'm afraid he is angry.
"Perhaps... he really slipped his hands. Hahaha" Steward Fang laughed and said something that he didn't believe him.
Seeing Liang Zhe staring at the phone without blinking his eyes, the steward Fang tentatively said, "Or, let's call another one?"
Liang Zhe frowned slightly. He slowly looked away from the phone.
"Uncle Fang, have the people from the manufacturer contacted?" Liang Zhe felt that if he hit it now, he might end up being slippery, so he should get things done first, maybe Li Zheng would be happy?
"Ke Di has already contacted the manufacturer, but they are still hesitating whether to sell the latest drug production line to Hu Di." Xiangjiang is now part of the British Empire, and Xiangjiang local giants like Liang have come forward. In fact, this matter is still possible Operational.
Liang Zhe stood up from the sofa, "Contact Ke Difang, I will talk in person."
So Liang Zhe got the contract two days later, when he had considered what to say after meeting with Li Zheng, holding the contract like a soldier on the battlefield, he was solemnly boarding the plane flying to Tokyo.
However, their fourth meeting did not go well as usual. Liang Zhe got out of the car with the contract and saw Li Zheng walking towards the police car surrounded by the Japanese police.
His first reaction was to look at Li Zheng's hands without handcuffs. Liang Zhe's stern expression was slightly relieved, as he had no handcuffs.
Of course, Li Zheng also saw Liang Zhe for the first time. He was taken aback. The first reaction in his mind was, did he fly to Japan because he hung up the phone?
In just an instant, he overturned this absurd idea in his head. It seems that my IQ has not been enough recently, so I should take a good rest for a few days.
Li Zheng noticed Liang Zhe's eyes staring at him unblinkingly. Thinking of his current situation, an indescribable sense of shame emerged in his heart. He raised his eyelids slightly and stared back coldly.
Receiving Li Zheng's gaze, Liang Zhe's eyes bend slightly, and the corners of his mouth rise two millimeters.
Li Zheng... Neuropathy.
The three of Li Zheng and a foreigner went to the police station. As soon as he entered the police station, the foreigner narrated to the police with indignation, pointing at Qian Zhenye viciously from time to time.
Li Zheng and Chen Anbang did not hurt anyone or insulted foreigners, so they were taken to the police station as witnesses.
"Two gentlemen, is it Mr. Qian Zhenye's first hand?" the Japanese policeman asked in English.
Chen Anbang opened his mouth, obviously not knowing how to respond.
From the moment Li Zheng got into the police car, his frowning brows had not been loosened.
"Can I make a call first?" he suddenly said.
The Japanese police took a surprised look at Li Zheng. The minor was unexpectedly calm.
"Of course" Li Zheng was only an eyewitness, and his personal freedom was not affected.
Li Zheng politely thanked him.
He picked up the phone and dialed a number. This is David's home phone and the only one he can recite now.
Accustomed to the mobile phone address book of later generations, Li Zheng never had the habit of recording numbers. David's number was specifically memorized when he wanted to sneak into Xiangjiang when he was in Qinghe Town.
"Hello, hello, this is David." David's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"David, it's me."
"Oh? Lee? Are you back? Are you still in Japan? Did you know that your catalyst has been fully applied to the Butting production line, and the output has increased by a full half, which is simply a miracle." Besides, Li Zheng interrupted him quickly.
"Wait, David, let's go back and talk about these. I'm at the Tokyo Police Station."
"Why did you go to the police station again?" David's words jumped out before he could pass his brain.
Li Zheng...
"An accident. Do you have Daniel's number?" It seems that both times he asked David for help at the police station.
"Yes, but Li, you ask me for his number, you are too cruel! If he can help, so can I. Tokyo Police Department, I can let Roche Japan operate it, if you didn't commit anything If you have a serious crime, you can get out of the police station first." David tried to explain to Li Zheng that you don't need to find Daniel for me.
Li Zheng sighed, "My friend injured a Pfizer employee."
"Oh, great. No, I mean, Daniel's number is
Li Zheng said thank you, and hung up.
When Li Zheng picked up the microphone again and just wanted to make a call to Daniel, he saw Liang Zhe walked into the lobby of the police station accompanied by a middle-aged man.
"Superintendent of Police"
"Superintendent of Police"
The police in the lobby politely greeted the middle-aged man.
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