Raman. Dalit, the savior of the Indian pharmaceutical industry for the next decade. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The next ten years will be a decade of rapid development of the world's pharmaceutical industry, especially when Huaxia completes the accumulation of capital, technology and talents, with a domestic population base of more than one billion, and begins to seize market share in the world, the competition in the pharmaceutical industry has become particularly cruel and fierce.

The late-bloomer Raman has not been able to mix up in the United States, he is almost not proficient in any profession, and no large company can provide a stage for this managerial talent to display his talents. His multidisciplinary knowledge and broad vision only exploded after returning to chaotic India.

India still has a lot of talent, but these talents are often not used by India. However, after returning to China, Rahman, who came from a humble background, relied on his own efforts to integrate the Indian pharmaceutical industry, not only retaining the domestic market, but also killing European and American manufacturers in the international market.

Raman also has a very good quality, he is very loyal to his employers. The Sudra caste has always given him an inferiority complex in his heart, and he does not want others to call him 'Dalit'. But even if he became famous in the future, he never left the high-caste classmates who worked for him.

However, Raman, who was supposed to receive an invitation from his classmates to return to China to start a business, was cut off. The pharmaceutical industry manager, who is known for his steady operation, hard work, and good communication, received another work letter.

At this time, Raman was still in California quite miserable, with no money, no fame, no status, a bunch of troubles at home, and an annual salary of 50,000 yuan was enough for him to return to India. And now a contract with an annual salary of 500,000 makes him feel like he is dreaming.

Lord Shiva, are you finally going to make me get ahead?

To be honest, it was fortunate that Professor Kelvin came forward to solicit it. If Zhou Qingfeng came forward, even the troubled Raman would not bird him, and the two were not on the same dialogue channel at all.

After repeatedly confirming that it was Professor Kelvin's letter, Raman naturally did not bother to bother to accept his classmates' invitations. He even fidgeted with excitement, took two days off, flew to New York early, and waited outside Professor Kelvin's lab.

But when he arrived at the laboratory, he didn't even see the professor, and Raman was poured a bucket of cold water on his head. The receptionist in the lab told him that the position of research director was highly competitive, and that he was the worst in terms of academic qualifications, fame, and work experience, so he was eliminated in the first round.

Yes, I was told that I was eliminated without even seeing Professor Kelvin in person. Raman stood stupidly in front of Helena, who was temporarily acting as a receptionist, like a wooden sculpture.

"But there is still a job with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan here, although the conditions are a little worse, but I don't know if you are interested?" Helena couldn't figure out why Zhou Qingfeng named and recruited this inconspicuous, even a little stupid Indian.

Raman is the first on Zhou Qingfeng's list of talents, and everyone else is a specialist in a certain aspect, but he is a rare leader. Thousands of troops are easy to obtain, but one will be hard to find! Especially this kind of old scalper who started a foundation is difficult to find all over the world.

"And a job with an annual salary of half a million?" Rahman has seen the good resumes of other contenders, and he is simply rustic in comparison. Hearing another opportunity, a spark of hope rose in his heart again.

"In the northeast of China, there is a private 'radiation' biochemical laboratory in preparation. The annual funding of this laboratory is very secure, but the software and hardware such as personnel and equipment are still in the blank stage. If you want, this harder work is yours. ”

The information of the 'Fallout' laboratory was laid out in front of Raman, and since the laboratory was still unspoken, there was little to say. Yuan Mei just bought an unfinished villa for construction a month ago, and there was nothing else, the only thing was .......

"Don't worry about the funds, as long as you are the director of the laboratory, you can immediately get 10 million US dollars a month for infrastructure costs."

"You don't have to worry about laboratory personnel, we will send you a hundred professional biochemical research talents within a month to ensure that you can carry out your work as soon as possible."

"As long as you sign a contract, this 'radiation venture' will immediately give you a settling-in allowance of 200,000 US dollars, an annual salary of 500,000 yuan, and solve the living problems of your family members up to 10. But such good conditions require you to sign a ten-year contract. ”

After reading the contract template, Raman could read between the lines that the sentence 'Uncle has money, just come and work'. But he still hesitated, even uneasy.

I said that I would give a job in New York, USA, but in the blink of an eye, I was stunned that I ran to the northeast of China, on the other side of the world, and it was still a little-known private laboratory. Whoever touches on this will murmur in their hearts.

"My ......, can I meet Professor Kelvin?" Raman asked worriedly, and he thought to himself: If I can't even see the professor, I would rather go back to India.

"Oh, my father is behind you." Helena raised her hand and called out to Professor Kelvin who was passing by, "Daddy, this is Raman. This is my father, Mr. Raman. ”

Raman is of medium height, dark-skinned, wears a suit that doesn't fit well, and his hair is covered with hairspray, but it gives him a greasy and greasy feeling, which can be called extremely rustic. Professor Kelvin was in good spirits, radiant, and had a powerful aura under his gentle smile.

"Hello, Mr. Raman." Professor Kelvin took the initiative to shake his hand, but was a little disappointed in his poor appearance. He subconsciously felt that the person who could be favored by Zhou Qingfeng must also be a radiant, decisive and capable character, who knew that it was such a dirt bun in front of him.

"Professor Kelvin, I can't believe I've seen you in person. I received your handwritten letter and thought it was a joke,......。 Raman was so excited that he didn't know how to speak, and he almost gave his knees to himself.

Professor Kelvin said a few words of encouragement, "I'm sorry, but I'm looking for a lab supervisor to help me with the work, and someone recommended you to me." But you know there are a lot of people competing for this job, and I have to regret you.

Still, I recognized your talent and recommended you to another newly founded lab. Although the conditions of this 'radiation' laboratory are a little worse, it is ...... ”

Before Professor Kelvin could finish speaking, Raman himself laughed at himself, "Yes, my resume is indeed much worse. Actually, I didn't expect to actually join your lab. I appreciate your recommendation and I think I can agree to this job contract. ”

Seeing Professor Kelvin himself relieved Rahman. He really signed a ten-year long-term contract, and then he was confused and happy to get a settlement fee of 200,000 US dollars, took his family to get a work visa to China, and finally flew over on a passenger plane.

As Raman left, Helena asked her father, "Does this man really have the talent to receive an annual salary of half a million dollars?" ”

"I think Victor is just looking at the wrong person, and he can't be right in everything, right?" Professor Kelvin was also not optimistic about Raman.

And under the watchful eyes of this father and daughter, the future Indian pharmaceutical giants will create trillions of dollars in output value, benefit the entire Indian society, and even change the pattern of the world's pharmaceutical industry. Dalits were abducted with a mere $500,000 annual salary. (To be continued.) )