Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Director Zhao, help me..."

"Director Qian, take a look at us first..."

"Director Sun, we at Pfizer are very sincere..."

"Director Li, wait for me, wait for me..."

Connell was sweating profusely from running around the city. Fortunately, there is no traffic jam in the capital now. Even so, when he returned to the Audi, he drank a bottle of water in one go.

"It's not a coincidence today." Cornell said to Franky with emotion.

Frankie was blowing on the air conditioner in the car, holding a bottle of Coke in his hand, drinking refreshingly, and said with a smile, "Probably another unlucky day."

There was something in his words, and Cornell could of course hear it.

"Are we being targeted?" Cornell asked.

"What do you think?" Franky didn't bother to prove it to Cornell.

The latter way of doing things has obviously increased his consulting workload.

Even if you are lying in the car and blowing on the air conditioner, it is not as comfortable as lying in a hotel and blowing on the air conditioner. It is not comfortable to go home and count money lying down.

Cornell groaned twice, then poured another half bottle of water.

"Can you help us contact someone in the industry and ask about it?" Cornell once again remembered the function of Franky, the boss of the consulting company.

Frankie said calmly: "I do have some connections in China, but they are not suitable for you now."

"why?"

"There is a saying in China that whoever fastens the bell can only untie it. It roughly means that a key can open a lock, understand? Which door are you locked out of?" Franky chuckled. Said: "Do you want to pay for the keys?"

Connell understood, and said decisively: "It's impossible. I reported the matter to VP, and he has already refused. We will not sell sildenafil."

"I heard that the clinical trial results of sildenafil are not good, why do you have to hold it in your hand?" Franky persuaded: "Pfizer sells double-digit compounds every year, sildenafil is worth A Chinese market?"

"We sell some compounds every year, but they are all compounds that have exhausted their potential and are considered worthless. Sildenafil is still in the testing period, and it will not be sold until the results come out. Not to mention, it is Compounds that are valued by Nobel Prize winners." Cornell paused for a moment, and then said: "Besides, the Chinese market is not determined by Yang Rui, we are still in the Chinese market..."

Jingle Bell.

The big brother in the front seat yelled as if he was being hunted down.

"There's a phone call." Connell became inexplicably nervous.

"Here, here you are." Frankie bent down with difficulty, took it in his hand, and handed it to Cornell.

"No, you come to pick it up, please pick it up." Connell seemed to think of something, and said again: "If you are looking for me, you can tell me that I went out to the market and had contacts with important people from the Chinese Ministry of Health. A meeting."

"Okay." Franky didn't mind being an operator for a while. He picked up the phone, pressed the call button, and said with a British accent, "HELLO, I'm Frankie, what can I do for you, um... um, Cornell is out..."

Connell gestured frantically.

Frankie nodded and said, "Connell went to the Chinese Ministry of Health to meet with an important person... yes, yes, oh, I will tell him... um, ok... understand..."

Cornell's expression ranged from relieved to inexplicably nervous.

Originally, his mission was to contact Yang Rui, upload and send it down, and justly rejected Yang Rui.

This is a job that is easy to say, and it is enough to refuse the other party, but it is also difficult to say, otherwise, why would Pfizer spend a six-figure consulting fee to invite Frankie to follow?

Fortunately, China is not Africa after all. Compared with going to Africa to reject a certain chief, you may risk your life or charge for a colonoscopy. This job is relatively easy.

Until the last week, Cornell was blocked everywhere, but he experienced difficulties.

He said he was blocked because he seldom heard a direct rejection, and no one spoke like Yang Rui anymore.

However, everyone Cornell met seemed to be endorsing Yang Rui.

Since he arrived in China, Pfizer's various projects began to become unsmooth.

The sales of drugs in hospitals have become smaller, replaced by the sales of competitors such as Zeneca and Shammer. Cooperation with China has also become more difficult, large-scale procurement plans have been put on hold early, and several acquisition plans seem to have stalled...

What trouble could there be?

To be honest, Cornell really didn't want to know, but who told him that he was a cadre sent from the headquarters, and he didn't want to know what happened in China.

"It's Stephen's call." Franky put his brother back and said, "He asked you to call back quickly."

"VP (Vice President)?" Cornell got really nervous. The VP is so busy. I just called and called again, which means that there is an important situation.

Cornell didn't ask out immediately.

He was a little worried about the results he got.

Frankie looked at Cornell, smiling inwardly, expressionless.

He doesn't care what happens to Pfizer. Being a consulting company is so good. You accept consultations casually, answer a few questions casually, and then, then don’t worry about it...

Connell couldn't ignore it, he pondered for a long time, and still with the last hope, he asked, "What does VP mean?"

"Stephen said that Pfizer's plan to build a pharmaceutical factory in China has been shelved, and the local government made it clear that it was because of Yang Rui, and he asked you to solve it." Frankie spread his hands as if it was none of my business. appearance.

"How can you put the task of the pharmaceutical factory on me!" Cornell was almost going crazy.

Pfizer's plan for a pharmaceutical factory in China is a big one.

With the completion of this pharmaceutical factory, Pfizer's production capacity in China can not only supply the local market, but also greatly increase its sales. Some drugs will also enter the medical insurance list, thus occupying a major share.

Most importantly, the layout in the Chinese market is much more complete.

According to the growth rate of 10% per year, the Chinese market will also be the largest market for Pfizer before Cornell himself becomes the VP.

A pharmaceutical company that can develop a new drug in ten or twenty years has its own cognitive system for the layout.

Connell doesn't want to be the one who affects the overall situation.

Whoever affects the overall situation is finished.

Does VP want to take the blame for himself?

Connell thought more.

"How can I solve it?" Connell was really angry when he was angry, and said, "What Yang Rui wants is sildenafil. I can't decide whether to keep sildenafil. How can I solve the problem of the pharmaceutical factory."

Frankie shrugged, he knew the filth of the pharmaceutical company, and said, "You'd better call back, lest the other party confirm your mission."

"Yes... yes." Connell hurried to catch the big brother.

Then there is a long waiting time.

By the time the phone call was through, the feelings that Cornell had been brewing had all disappeared.

Putting down the phone, Cornell fell into silence even more.

"How?" Franky became curious instead.

"It probably means..." Connell smiled and said, "Sildenafil may not be for sale anymore."

Frankie chuckled.

"Aren't you surprised?" Connell was very concerned about Frankie's performance.

Franky said with a mysterious smile like a consulting company, "What do you think I'm doing these days?"

Eat meat and drink, what else can you do?

Of course Cornell couldn't answer that way, he laughed dryly and asked, "What are you doing?"

Frankie shook his head and said, "Let me put it another way, do you think you're the only one who hit a wall these days?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Building a factory in China, entering the ranks of first-level drug distribution, and urging the approval of new drugs. Pfizer has so many businesses in China. Are you the only one trying to communicate with China?" Franky said more clearly.

Connell suddenly felt hot all over: "Of course it's impossible, many people are busy with it."

"But the result is the same." Franky made a movement and said, "I hit a wall."

"Yes, many people should have hit the wall..." Connell muttered to himself, but it was even more unbelievable: "This means that the whole of China is supporting Yang Rui? How is it possible?"

"This is China." Franky smiled triumphantly.

After half a minute, after Cornell digested this sentence, Franky said what he had prepared for a long time: "That's why you need me."