Chapter 570: Healing (I)
"Yang Lao, you go and bring Song Zhongling to me, I want to meet him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Di Ming shouted at the door.
Gao Mei was also nervous when he heard Di Ming say this, he didn't understand why the emperor invited him here, could it be that he was going to leave the institute if he entered the research institute?
I've heard others say before that husband and wife can't work together in a large company, and one of them must leave. Could it be that you are facing this situation now?
But that's not right! Are you and him not husband and wife? Thinking of this, Gao Mei's cheeks, which were not deeply involved in the world, turned red all of a sudden.
"Gao Mei, what are you thinking? Thinking so intrigued. Di Ming also noticed Gao Mei's change, looked at her and asked.
"Huh? Nothing, really nothing. The more Gao Mei said this, the more her cheeks turned red.
"There's a magazine on the table, take a look at it first! I have something to deal with. Di Ming didn't want Gao Mei to be too restrained and nervous, so he changed the topic.
Forty minutes later, under the leadership of Yang Lao, Songzhong Ling came to Di Ming's office.
The moment he entered the office, his eyes noticed Gao Mei, thinking about how she was so willful and stabbed everything to the emperor.
"Hello Mr. Di, I'm really causing you trouble, she didn't cause you too much trouble!" According to what he thought in his heart, Song Zhongling apologized to Di Ming as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Matsunaka Ling, what do you mean by that? Do you think I'm looking for trouble? You're underestimating people too! As soon as Gao Mei heard Matsuzhongling's words, she was suddenly unhappy, and she stood up and retorted.
"Ahem" Di Ming coughed twice and motioned for the two of them to be quiet first.
"Yang Lao, you take Gao Mei out first, I have something to talk to Song Zhongling first." Di Ming waved his hand and said.
After they went out, Di Ming asked Song Zhongling, "How long have you been in our company?" Do you have any ideas for our company's drug research? ”
Di Ming wanted to open up his conversation with him through a topic he was familiar with.
"I've been in the company for seven years, and I do have some ideas about our company's research, but I don't know if it will make you angry if I say it."
"But it doesn't matter, we can talk openly and honestly today, and if your suggestion is good, maybe I will take it. You have to trust me. ”
"Yes, Mr. Emperor. I think that our research direction can be changed slightly on the premise of adhering to Western medicine, and I think Chinese medicine is more suitable for the physique of our own people.
In addition, according to my observation for so many years, our institute has developed drugs that have either been produced abroad or are about to be phased out, although it is easier to invest money and research direction to develop and improve these drugs, but I think it will be extremely unfavorable for us in the long run.
The homogenization phenomenon is so serious that we are not the only research institute and company in China that does this, and their R&D and market speed are sometimes twice as fast as ours.
Therefore, I think we should do some of our characteristics, develop drugs that are not only suitable for our people but also unique and can become a benchmark in this field, so as to expand sales channels, reduce costs, and return the benefits to customers who buy drugs.
Of course, my idea is based on a lot of money, and it takes a certain amount of time, and there will be no results in the short term, it will just keep eating up the funds. ”
At first, he was talking, and his tone was full of confidence and vision for the future, but when he said it at the end, his voice was getting smaller and smaller, and his confidence was becoming less and less.
Di Ming smiled slightly, and said to him: "Your idea is very good, I will consider your idea after doing research and research." But since you've been working on your idea for a long time, I'd like to ask, if you really start, do you think it will take a few years to bear fruit? ”
Song Zhongling didn't think about it, and replied directly: "It will take three years to produce results." And in the fourth year of return, the investment in the first three years can be recouped. ”
"Okay, I see, you can go back. Work hard, Gao Mei is here to apply, I have approved it, she will come to work with you tomorrow, you have to teach her patiently, her potential is good. ”
"Yes, Mr. Emperor. Rest assured, I will teach her well. It's just that he is the director, and there is also the deputy director. Matsunaka Ling wanted to speak and stopped.
"You don't have to worry about this, Gao Mei was personally approved by me, and I guess they don't dare to mess around. Again, work hard and don't think too much. ”
"Yes, Mr. Emperor, then I'll go out first."
Songzhongling's city is deeper than Gao Mei's, and the joy in his heart just flashes on his face and sinks into his heart.
"Wait a minute, you'll be back."
Just as Song Zhongling reached out to open the door, the Buddha beads hidden under the cuffs were suddenly revealed, and Di Ming just caught this moment.
"Mr. Emperor, is there something wrong?" Song Zhongling's heart suddenly became uneasy, the tone of the emperor just now was not the same as before! Didn't you think of anything!
"Do you also believe in Buddhism?" The emperor asked a question that Matsuzhong Ling couldn't even think of.
"I didn't believe it before, but now I do. I go to the temple once a month. Matsunaka replied truthfully.
"Did you invite the beads you are wearing from the temple?"
"No, it was a monk who insisted on giving it to me. He said that the Buddha was destined to be a person and told me not to take it off. Although Song Zhongling wondered why the emperor was interested in the Buddhist beads he was wearing, he still told him the truth about 1510.
"Oh, I see, then I'll send you!" Di Ming stood up as he spoke.
"Mr. Di, you are too polite, you don't need to send it, I can go out by myself."
"Don't be so outside, everyone is a family in the company." With these words, Di Ming put one hand on Song Zhongling's shoulder.
With a "whoosh", a coolness rushed in along his palm, but before he could continue to run again, he was completely dissolved by the power of the half-immortal in Di Ming's body.
"Mr. Di, you really don't need to, I will be flattered if you do this." After walking to the door, Song Zhongling persuaded again.
"Okay, I'll send it here, and when I'm done thinking about it, I'll invite you over again."
"Yes, Mr. Di, thank you so much, thank you for your trust in me."
As soon as the door opened, Song Zhongling walked out, and Yang Lao and Gao Mei also walked out of the small conference room on the side.
"Yang Lao, you send him back! By the way, Gao Mei was sent home. After Di Ming finished speaking, he turned and walked into the office, closing the door of the office.
"Let's go! It's okay, the emperor may have thought of something again. Yang Lao was afraid that Gao Mei would be blind, so he explained a sentence the moment Di Ming closed the door.
"Looks like I'm going to have to buy a rice ball tomorrow morning! Onigiri are delicious, but the story of onigiri is not so easy to read. Di Ming sat in his chair, looked at the sky, and muttered. (To be continued.) )