"The Liang family?" Meng Jiayin was slightly stunned. "The Liang family of Mr. Liang Zhenbang?"

Because of the embargo and sales embargo policies of Western countries led by the United States, it is impossible to directly cause production lines to inland China, so Li Zheng thought of buying production lines in the name of Xiangjiang Enterprise, and then building factories in the inland.

However, as soon as Li Zheng's plan was released, Cheng Xianfeng came back.

Not long after Mrs. Thatcher visited China, the conversation with Chief Deng broke up. The situation in the Hong Kong government is at a time of tension and uncertainty. When you engage in offshore holding transportation technology, are you a fool for the Hong Kong government?

The current Hong Kong Governor is still there, and the attitude of the upper echelons of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland still insists that Xiangjiang Island is different from the leased Xinjie, and is the territory of the British Empire. Moreover, Li Zheng himself is still a Chinese. He bought advanced production lines in his name. Even if the purchase is successful, the Hong Kong Customs will not allow the production lines to leave Xiangjiang.

So Cheng Xianfeng mentioned the Liang family. As a local wealthy family in Xiangjiang, although the Liang family was injured by the real estate industry, the lean camel is bigger than the horse, and the roots of the Liang family are still there. He is still the largest landlord in Xiangjiang and still controls the five largest ports in Xiangjiang. Of two.

It has its own transportation company and its own ship. To Li Zheng's surprise, the Liang family, who had disappeared in his previous life, was actually involved in the pharmaceutical industry.

Although it should be the medical beauty industry to be precise, with the medical access qualification, it will not seem obtrusive to purchase a production line.

"The Liang family is a rich family in Xiangjiang. Many people in the Liang family were unfortunately killed because of the air crash in the past few years. Now it is Mr. Xiao Liang, Liang Zhe." When Li Zheng said this, there was a pair of emotionless in his mind. With fluctuating eyes, his expression stiffened for a moment. Thinking of the man's movements in the back garden of the Governor's Mansion, Li Zheng suddenly realized that at that time, was the man...showing good?

Thinking of this possibility, Li Zheng couldn't help being dumb. If it is true, then the way Mr. Xiao Liang and others show their favor is really unique.

Meng Jiayin has not spoken for a long time, and Liang Zhenbang and Mr. Zeng Hongqing have a close personal relationship. As a pioneer of revolution and fate of the older generation, Zeng Hongqing has had political differences with Huajing, but the prestige of Zeng Lao among the older generation of leaders is beyond doubt. At that time, Zeng Lao Luo Ye returned to his roots when Mr. Liang Zhenbang personally helped the spirits and sent them to Huajing Babao Mountain. During this period, Mr. Liang also expressed his tendency to move closer to Huajing.

Meng Jiayin once had the honor to meet Mr. Liang, "heroic spirit, berate Fang Qiu" This is his impression of the old man.

"Old gentleman hero, God is jealous of talent." Meng Jiayin sighed, "Liang will come forward to help us?"

Li Zheng was taken aback, remembering the warm voice of the housekeeper on the phone, and said uncertainly: "Should..."

It seems that when he has contacted the Liang family several times, they were all answered by the steward Fang. Liang Zhe has never come forward. Does the steward of the rich Xiangjiang have such great power?

This plan was proposed by the Liang family, who purchased the production line from the United Kingdom in the name of the Liang family, and then the whole production line was transported to different cities in China, and then assembled by the Chinese side.

Although a production line is not a big deal, the Chinese people have a strong ability to imitate. As long as the production line equipment reaches China, they can follow the same pattern to produce the world's advanced drug production line. This will not only improve China's pharmaceutical manufacturing capacity, but also promote the development of China's machine tool manufacturing and automation industries.

"I'll make sure later." This is not a joke, and Li Zheng decided that Liang Zhe must give him a correct sentence at night.

Meng Jiayin heard the words and patted Li Zheng on the shoulder, "I thank you for the country!"

Meng Lao used to go to bed early at night, so he got up to leave before sitting long, and Li Zheng sent the person to the door.

Seeing Li Zheng closing the door, Chen Anbang couldn't help but said, "Meng Lao, do you really think Li Zheng can get the production line?"

Meng Jiayin sighed, "One more person has more power. In the eyes of our colleagues, Li Zheng, a young man who has developed an original drug, can weigh more than the three scholars of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Huaqing and Yanjing. It's important. He came forward and hoped to be bigger."

"We still have to talk about what we should talk about. Can't we put the eggs in one basket? What happened to the manager of Qian?"

Chen Anbang sighed, "I connected with Pfizer, but I haven't let go. I guess other pharmaceutical companies are also in contact with them. He is so overwhelmed, I am afraid he can't take care of us."

Meng Jiayin’s eyes snapped, “I can’t take care of it? He didn’t say that when he was crying and crying to come to Tokyo with us. His quota was still given to him by Lao Zhou for the sake of the overall situation! He now tells me I can't take care of it! Go! Let's find him!"

When Meng Jiayin found Qian Zhenye, he was eating with a few foreigners. The table was full of delicacies. In addition to Japanese sake, there was also Maotai that Qian Zhenye brought from China. Several foreigners were drinking happily. Standing tall, speaking in vague English.

The fire between Meng Jiayin and Chen Anbang suddenly came up. Did they know that the wages of the Second Tianjin Medicine Factory had not been paid for two months, and Qian Zhenye actually still had money to invite foreigners to eat and drink!

Chen Anbang took two quick steps, and he was about to push the door in.

Qian Zhenye's expression changed when he spotted the two. He and a few blonde foreigners slammed their crimes and ran out of the box door.

"Professor Meng and Teacher Chen, why are you here?"

"Director Qian, you promised us." Meng Jiayin said, holding back the anger in his heart.

The smile on Qian Zhenye's face narrowed, and he sighed, "Professor Meng, tell you the truth, I can't take care of myself now. I know you want an advanced drug production line, but you must know that an advanced How much does the drug production line cost? The cost of the production line must be included in the drug price, and the price of the drug will naturally rise. Have you asked the people if they want to change the production line?"

"No need to ask, I can answer you now. The people don't want to. They would rather all the drugs be produced on one production line. They would rather the drugs be rougher and less effective than spend a few cents on buying pills. Academic, it's taken for granted."

Meng Jiayin trembled with anger. "Hua Guo will not be poor forever. You don't want to watch the day when Hua Guo's pharmaceutical industry develops. Only with technology can there be development!"

"Meng Lao. What I am thinking about now is how to obtain the agency rights of Pfizer Xintaikang, so that my factory will not stop production and my workers will not lose their jobs!"

Chen Anbang sneered, "The wages of the second factory have not been paid yet, but you have the money to invite foreigners to eat. At Tokyo prices, this meal will have to eat up a lot of workers' wages."

Qian Zhenye became excited when he heard the words, "You scholars know what a fart! You think I privately take the wages of the workers and invite those foreign devils to eat! Fart! The money was from the factory when I went out. It was sent by a group of old workers, and they took my hand and asked me to get back the order! The factory has been out of production for several months. Do you think I like to accompany these foreigners to pretend to be grandchildren? Last night, you were very happy When I went shopping on the street, I went to the bathroom to vomit for more than an hour after eating with them!"

Qian Zhenye said that, seeing the ugly faces of Meng Jiayin and Chen Anbang, his excitement gradually calmed down. He sighed, "I will inquire about the production line, but you should not hope too much. Without sufficient benefits, no one is willing to take the risk to send things over.

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Liang Zhe was sitting in the living room. Next to him was a young man in his early thirties. He was holding a report and was reporting something.

"Mr. Liang, according to your instructions, the Liang family has stopped all land sales. I have selected 100 units of the Liang’s built and unsold middle- and lower-level real estate for sale, perhaps because of the quantity. It is very popular because of the lack of new houses. Seven or eight people often compete for an apartment."

Liang Zhe glanced at the report and nodded.

Hungry marketing and sales, if Li Zheng saw this report, he would definitely recognize the tricks of these later businessmen.

"Mr. Liang, there are..." The young man has yet to say.

The phone in Liang's living room rang.

Liang Zhe looked around, saw that there was no Steward Fang, frowned, hesitated and answered the phone.

Two days ago, it was time for Liang Zhe’s psychiatrist to review him again. He excitedly announced that Mr. Xiao Liang’s autistic tendency was gradually disappearing. He attributed this to Mr. Liang Zhe, a natural business man who was good at In the field of using one's own strengths, a person's satisfaction and self-affirmation can heal the trauma in the heart.

"Hey, you and I are Li Zheng." Such a voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Pattern."

Liang Zhe's brain hasn't thought yet, and his hand has put the phone tube back on the phone... in other words, he hung up the phone!

! ! !

Liang Zhe's body stiffened, his eyes fixed on the phone, and he didn't move.

"Mr. Liang, Mr. Liang?" the young man called Liang Zhe cautiously.

Liang Zhe silently turned his head back and glanced at him blankly.

The young man felt a coolness rising from the soles of his feet and rushing to the top of his head.

at this time

"Ring Ling Ling"

"Mr. Liang! The phone rang again!"

The author has something to say: Liang Zhe: I hung up the phone of my wife! !

Stupid Author: I lied to my little angels feelings! !

The two looked at each other, what should I do? ?