387 Duke Robert is bloodthirsty

Mr. Shandong is a god who is deeply loved by all the people, and Miss Meixi is a person with a real body. In the daughter's curie, Jin Huan took a pair of slippers embroidered on cotton soles for her to change.

Because she has always been very thin, she doesn't dare to be too greedy for cold weather in midsummer, and cotton-soled slippers are built by Chinese medicine practitioners to avoid the cold from invading the soles of her feet.

Just because you change your slippers doesn't mean you can rest. Zhang Meixi stretched and walked to the desk, continuing to process the letters from the scientific community.

The industry has begun to develop, and the prospects are also very magnificent, and her most fundamental reliance and skill point is, of course, the control of the century-old history of medical science and technology.

The "Mr. Sweden" that popped up out of nowhere is certainly interesting. Let the scientific community send Mr. Shandong an explosive number of letters of inquiry.

There are a hundred ways to identify authenticity, and the simplest and most effective one is to come up with a completely new product. Cephalosporin antimicrobials.

Coming up with a new product, with the help of greedy businessmen, "Mr. Sweden" bursts like a soap bubble in the sun. Letters of congratulations and congratulations from the scientific community have also exploded.

Of course, both of these letters were filtered out by the assistants. Most of the things that can be sent to her desk are still a little bit of an opinion.

In these letters, there are occasionally some skeptical voices:

"To hell with that Swedish gentleman, your position in chemistry today is a matter of course. Other disciplines other than chemistry also have grandmaster-level discussions, the only thing I don't understand is that since you have opened the copyright of penicillin, why not open the copyright of cephalosporin? There is also ammonia. There is also Yunnan Baiyao, which too many technicians and patients are already looking forward to. ”

Zhang Meixi picked up the pen and wrote down a formula-like official response:

"All life and affairs have an instinct to maintain their own survival and development. Obviously, chemical science still needs a lot of money to ensure that it can climb higher mountains. Please let's work together! ”

Finished writing this sentence. Zhang Meixi put down the pen. Got up from his desk and walked to the window of his study. The windows of Qianjinju's study are large and hung with curtains like light gauze. The moonlight is like water, sprinkled with clear light on the ground.

The letter she replied to was not a real reason. The real reason is, to make hair. Yunnan Baiyao and Pien Tze Huang will not let go of copyright for more than a hundred years. Which green onion am I, dare to be the master of their copyright.

As for the rest. It's time to let go or you have to let go, as long as you always stay ahead of the curve for a generation or two.

After a big battle with Duke Robert, Zhang Meixi transferred a cooperation agreement that gave the Chinese pharmaceutical factory the ability to mass-produce all complex drugs. No more being scolded as a traitor. The academic status in the scientific community is also becoming more and more unshakable, and there will never be any "Mr. Switzerland" or "Mr. Sweden" out to be funny.

Her moral standards are also constantly improving. I am willing to give back some of the things that are originally other people's things.

……

Duke Robert on the losing side of the Great War. The situation is very bad.

The editor-in-chief of the British Science and Technology News called Robert's assistant:

"Our newspaper sales are not declining, they are still stable."

The assistant's face was full of surprise:

"Really? That's good news! ”

"Not good news. Because when readers buy newspapers, they will always say, look at what kind of news this indiscriminate newspaper has concocted. Tech workers also need to be entertained. ”

From an authoritative spokesperson in a group, to a clown monkey in a group that is mocked and used for amusement. That's a bit of a gap. But whether it's a clown or a monkey, it's always good to make money.

The situation of Glaxo Pharmaceutical Group is obviously a little more tragic.

Glaxo's original chairman called and said:

"Those monkeys raised by cows have ruined our inheritance and reputation for a hundred years, and I will write a check to the Duke ******** I return."

The cheque he wrote was only a tenth of the denomination of the one he had gotten. The reality of what's worse than this is that being willing to pay a tenth of the price is already very much in remembrance of the old relationship. Under the unsupported support of the people and the group attack and bite of peers. It is foreseeable that Glaxo will transform from a behemoth into a negative equity in just a few years.

At the Central Park Hotel, Dr. Robert's bedroom door had been closed tightly for a whole day and night. Elderly girlfriend Marit stood in the doorway, fat face, dark and sunken eye sockets.

The Earl and Madame of Lubt finally arrived, and the couple had no spirits, and in the middle of summer, the Countess brought a perfectly round hat of fine wool. Cover up her half-cut hair that Duke Robert had cut off a while ago.

Count Lublt looked at the maid Marit, shrugged his shoulders, opened his two large hands, and said in an impatient tone:

"Actually, there is nothing, as long as we don't read the newspaper, don't answer the phone, don't receive letters, and don't socialize with anyone, we can actually live."

Live, with the dignity of dukes and counts, hide in the shadows, live.

The maid Marit suddenly lost her mind and burst into tears, and she held her heart in her fat hands:

"But I'm afraid, I'm afraid, Lord Duke hasn't opened the door for a long time, my God, will he kill himself?"

"Didn't open the door?"

Lublt walked over, pressed his hand on the doorknob, and turned it a few times. He raised his hand again, slapped it vigorously a few times, and shouted:

"Robert, are you in there? Answer me! ”

The room was quiet, like no one.

Lubut's already haggard face slowly turned frightened. He shouted:

"Hurry, find someone to smash the door open."

The duke's guards took tools to smash the door and made a huge commotion in this super five-star hotel. News such as the Duke committing suicide is not much to give the upper class more of a joke.

When the door was smashed open, the scene in front of me was shocking. A snow-white wool carpet, with messy folds and red blood decorating the carpet, the scene of hell is about that.

The furniture was chopped and fell to the ground without Robert.

Lubt yelled, stretched his long legs, and walked back and forth in several rooms.

He found Robert in the bathroom, where Robert was soaked in a basin of red bathwater, his long hair was flowing in red, white and yellow, and he pointed to a glass bottle full of leather tubes, and showed off to Lub:

"You see, there is a genius veterinarian who can make the kitten's heart, out of the kitten's body, continue to beat."

"I'm going to buy a ferry ticket, I'm going to Shanghai and show my Princess Meixi what I've done. She will be proud of me. ”

The Countess of Lubt had already rushed to the door, not daring to go back, and muttered in her mouth:

"The cat was killed too? Dogs killed too? Six, eight, twelve. ”

…… (To be continued.) )

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