Chapter 483, asking for trouble!

Waiting for Su Can to go and pick up the luggage, then the four of them walked towards the exit together.

From afar, I saw that someone in the crowd who picked up the airport wrote the name of 'Qin Luo' in Huaxia.

Qin Luo waved his hand at the bearded man holding the sign, the bearded man immediately understood, and then a few people walked quickly towards Qin Luo's side.

"Mr. Qin Luo. I'm Zhang Bo, the director of the Association of Chinese Medicine in Paris. The bearded man stretched out his big hand and shook it with Qin Luo.

Then he pointed to a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes and black-framed glasses next to him, and said, "This is Mr. Zhao Zilong, chairman of the French International Medical Center." ”

"Welcome Mr. Qin Luo to Paris. Mr. Qin is a young hero, and South Korea's World War I is famous. For those of us who are TCM colleagues, I have a great sigh of relief. I had dinner and chatted with my friends in the circle, and I always mentioned Mr. Da's name when we talked about it. I heard that Director Zhang said that you came over today, and I recommended myself to come to pick up the airport. It's a great honor to see it today. Haha - a little excited when we met for the first time - rude. Zhao Zilong seems to be a die-hard fan of Qin Luo, and he was very enthusiastic after seeing Qin Luo, and he was reluctant to let go of his hand, and said a few touching words of confession.

"Thank you. I am also honored to know Dong Zhao. There will be a lot of trouble in the future. Qin Luo said with a smile.

Zhang Bo finally pointed to a young man who was standing on the periphery, as if he wanted to stay away from the circle, with a straight body, wearing a decent suit, and looking quite heroic, and said, "This is Wu Yongxiu, the adjutant of the embassy. ”

I don't know if it's because this person is young and frivolous, or because of the unique style of a soldier, he was relatively cold, stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Welcome Mr. Qin." ”

"Thank you." Qin Luo was puzzled by his attitude, but he didn't show it on his face.

He introduced Li Qingcheng, Su Can and Gore to these three people, and after everyone got to know each other, Zhang Bo said: "Mr. Qin, the hotel has been booked, and the hotel has also been booked, shall we go back to the room for a rest first or go to dinner first?" ”

Qin Luo looked at Li Qingcheng, and Li Qingcheng said, "Let's go eat first." ”

From this question and answer, Zhang Bo, Zhao Zilong and others immediately began to reposition the corner of Li Chengcheng. They would no longer ignore her, thinking that she was just a little helper who came to help.

"The car was already waiting outside. Let's get over it. Zhao Zilong said with a smile.

"You can also enjoy the night view of Paris by the way." Zhang Bo said with a smile. stepped forward to snatch the bag from Su Can's hand, but Su Can refused to let go.

"I'm sorry for you." Qin Luo said politely. People who don't care about him, he doesn't care either. However, he wants to repay those who take care of him in every way. I wish everyone had a serious illness, and then he used his clever hand to save people from danger.

What kind of vicious idea is this?

Unlike London, which was destroyed by the Great Fire of London in 1666, or Lisbon by the Lisbon earthquake of 1755, Paris has developed since the Middle Ages by retaining the imprints of the past, even the layout of some of the most historic streets, while developing a unified style and a modern infrastructure.

So, Paris has two titles: the capital of romance and the capital of fashion. It resembles a medieval princess in classical dress, or a 21st century urban socialite wearing Chanel, wearing Van Cleef & Arpels diamonds, and carrying a GI or LV bag.

No matter what kind of feelings and tastes you have, it will never disappoint you.

"How? Paris is beautiful, isn't it? In a logo extended RV, Zhao Zilong asked with a smile.

"yes." Qin Luo looked at the bustling scenery outside through the window, nodded and said.

"It's a pity. It's someone else's place. We're just passers-by. Zhang Bo sighed and said.

His sentence was a pun, not only talking about the helplessness of these wandering strangers, but also pointing out the plight of Chinese medicine being expelled from Europe at this time.

This country belongs to someone else, and the rules are set by someone else. They draw a line that can be a chasm that you will never be able to cross for the rest of your life.

Qin Luo's purpose in coming to Paris was to let that line retreat a little, and retreat a little, until it retreated into the heart of the city, until traditional Chinese medicine could enter the city, and then take root, sprout, and grow. Ten years, a hundred years, hundreds of years, bearing fruit.

"Have you tried before?" Li Qingcheng asked.

"How could it not be?" Zhao Zilong smiled bitterly. He was a straightforward man and spoke roughly. "We, the foreign merchants, pay a lot of taxes, but we are supported by our mothers -- every law is made against us, and we are restricted to death. If you want to do something, you have to spend money. Take my company as an example, in order for the product to pass the EU GMP certification, the investment is more than 20 million - half of which is used up by the relationship. Those grandsons, take the money and don't do anything. Turn your face and do business with you, you don't have anything to do with them-"

"Is it right now through GMP?" Li Qingcheng asked.

"Passed." Zhao Zilong smiled: "Even if the money is enough, it has been spent in important places." So it passed. Whether it can pass or not, it's not a matter of their words? ”

"Then why don't other pharmaceutical companies in Europe do this?" Li Qingcheng asked.

"It's expensive. The investment is high. "Zhao Zilong complained again and again." If a company's traditional Chinese medicine is registered in accordance with the provisions of the "Directive on the Registration Procedure of Traditional Plant Medicine", the registration fee needs about 800,000 yuan, and to pass the EU GMP certification, the hardware investment such as production equipment needs more than 4 million yuan, and the software investment such as training and expert guidance needs about 4 million yuan. As I said, it's all overhead. There's also a ** expense -- that's what draws people's blood. It hurts to think about it now. How many companies can afford it? If you do this, will you still be able to make money? If you can't make money, won't you have to go out of business in the end? ”

Zhang Bo, who was in charge of driving, continued: "According to their regulations, it is difficult to provide proof that the product has been used in the EU market for 15 years. Some classic Chinese patent medicines that have been recorded in the Chinese Pharmacopoeia for more than 15 years, do not contain poisonous xìng medicinal materials, and are still widely used, such as Liuwei Dihuang Pill and Wuji Baifeng Pill, have entered the EU market as early as 1995. However, it is difficult to provide proof that a century-old store like Rentang has been used in the EU market for 15 years. This is a dead rule, and it is difficult to settle even if you take money. ”

"That means we can't go back?" Li Qingcheng asked with a smile.

"Yes. It can only be a step back in their provisions. Zhang Bo said.

"Do you think it's possible?" Li Qingcheng turned his face to look at Qin Luo, who was sitting silently next to him, not knowing what he was thinking, and asked.

"It probably doesn't have anything to do with the impossibility. It has to be done. Qin Luo said. It is always necessary to find a glimmer of life for traditional Chinese medicine. ”

"Where are you going to start?" Li Qingcheng said with a smile.

"I didn't think about it."

"What do you recommend?" Li Chengcheng asked Zhang Bo, Zhao Zilong and others again.

As long as it's a man, he always likes to chase beautiful women. Although Zhang Bo and Zhao Zilong suspected in their hearts that Li Qingcheng and Qin Luo had a good relationship, there would be no problem in talking after a few glances.

"Our suggestion didn't work." Zhao Zilong said. "We'd already tried it if it worked. I have been in Paris for seven years, and in the past seven years the state has sent quite a few people to solve this problem. However, until now, the problem has not been solved. ”

This means that everything starts from scratch.

The place to eat was in a French restaurant, in Zhao Zilong's words: follow the locals. People say that French cuisine is the highest cuisine in the world. The delicacy of its taste, the delicacy of its sauces, and the beauty of its tableware are an art. You agree, you have to know why it's delicious. If you don't agree, you have to know why it's not tasty.

Qin Luo likes to eat Chinese food, but the guest is as he pleases, and others invite him to eat this, so he didn't object to it. He is not a person who understands the quality of life, does not know how to cut out pieces of beef suitable for chewing, and cannot drink the origin and vintage of red wine. For him, as long as it tastes good and is full.

is very well-informed, like a slut in the back of the people, and like a noble lady in front of the people. Wherever she sits, the etiquette at the table is noble and elegant, and she is a fashionable lady who is used to eating French food.

At the dinner table, everyone talked happily. Zhao Zilong and Zhang Bo raised their glasses from time to time to invite drinks, Qin Luo's wine was not good, and he was a little dizzy after a glass of red wine, but he was strong in fighting and undefeated in many battles.

Wu Yongxiu ate his share of steak alone, neither talking nor drinking, like an outsider.

Full of wine and food, Qin Luo asked, "What are the arrangements for tomorrow?" ”

"I'm swimming in the mountains. Mr. Qin and Ms. Li came to Paris as far as they could, and they always had to appreciate the customs here. Wu Yongxiu finally spoke. It's just that the content of this answer is really unpleasant.

"There's no time for now." Qin Luo said with a smile. "It's better to get down to business first."

"Mr. Qin. Do you think this can be done? Wu Yongxiu said sarcastically: "I sent you over, they rushed to the hospital in a hurry." If you really think that you can have the art of returning to heaven, you are wrong. Just make a show. Like the previous groups of people, go around and play, take a photo in front of the Eiffel Tower, take a photo at the triumphal entrance, and then go to the LV brand store to line up to buy a bag and send it back to people - go back and say it's hopeless. What can they do with you? Why bother? ”

(PS: Everyone should develop a good habit of voting for red votes.) I will try to write a good look at the jīng color of my trip to France. If you have any good suggestions or what kind of plot you would like to see in France, you can also leave a message in the book review section. I will evaluate whether to use it. Of course, the payment is not paid. Hey hey-)