Even if it is broken, it can still be sold

That day, the third brother witnessed with his own eyes the 'extremely vicious' Zhou Huaiyue, tenderly twitching the little sister's palm a few times, and threatening: "Is it this hand that holds him? If it happens again, believe it or not, I will break his legs."

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That's it.

How horrible.

It's so disgusting.

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In preparation for the medical conference at the end of September, Shen Roujiao spent a lot of money to redesign and produce promotional materials.

The introduction of Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory was made into a two-fold leaflet, and Sanhua Weitai was designed as a promotional leaflet. At the same time, the content of new drugs under development was added. The paper was thick and the printing was excellent, conveying a unique sense of quality in the entire venue.

Such a national conference was attended by the directors of major hospitals in various regions and cities. Not only could you not see them on normal days, you might not be able to see them even if you made a special visit.

The master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you. Ji Mingyuan's success in bringing them to the event is halfway there, and the rest depends on your own efforts.

Compared to Shanshan from other pharmaceutical companies who arrived later, Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue arrived at the venue an hour earlier.

She scanned the name tags on the conference table from the front row, wrote down the names of the leaders and the hospitals they worked in, and quickly organized them in her own notebook.

Then she waited and waited, and when the hospital staff arrived one after another, she took the Sanhua brochure and took the initiative to introduce herself. She was sweet-mouthed and had a beautiful smile, so few people refused her out of politeness.

When the meeting started, she had already greeted the leaders of the big hospitals in the first three rows and sent out their information. She marked clearly behind the names which leaders were easy to approach, which leaders were too aloof, which ones were interested, and which ones were not interested.

When the meeting ended, she waited at the exit of the venue just to bow and say goodbye to the leaders she had greeted.

The whole set of movements impressed not only Zhou Huaiyue, but even Ji Mingyuan. The two stood next to each other and he exclaimed: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, with her skills, she can sell junk, let alone medicine. It is really necessary for you to build an automatic production line."

This girl is really born to be a salesperson. She is bold and careful, and can smile even when rejected. The key to being a salesperson is to be humble and put down your pride.

Zhou Huaiyue had a calm expression. Although she didn't say anything, she was secretly thinking in her heart, it doesn't matter if it's broken, she has sold the herbs that were not dug out.

In the evening, Ji Mingyuan took the two of them to a dinner party, and invited several leaders of the National Pharmaceutical Group who had long-term cooperation. Shen Roujiao took a look and realized that they had just greeted them in the afternoon.

Before the drinking party started, she had already put a check mark on the little notebook in her mind.

Ji Mingyuan, who is knowledgeable about the business, started the first drink by introducing Zhou Huaiyue's identity under the pretext of bringing in the younger generation, and specifically mentioned that it was the person that Third Brother Xiao took special care of.

When Xiao Qishuo's name was mentioned, the leaders smiled more and were very fond of the two young men.

Shen Roujiao picked up the wine glass at the right time and followed Ji Mingyuan's words, "Thank you for your care, Huaiyue and I are newcomers to the industry. Please give us more guidance, education and help. We toast to the elders present here."

She glanced at him, and Zhou Huaiyue stood up with the wine in his hand, "Junior Zhou Huaiyue and Shen Roujiao, thank you all."

The originally social occasion became closer and the atmosphere became harmonious due to the change of address.

Afterwards, Zhou Huaiyue took the wine glass in front of Shen Roujiao and replaced it with a glass of orange soda for her. He then followed Ji Mingyuan and walked to each dean to toast.

He was a man of few words, with a relaxed attitude, and a distant but sincere manner. Shen Roujiao found that Zhou Huaiyue was calm and steady during social events.

She didn't, and neither did Ji Mingyuan.

After a round of drinks, the conversation at the dinner table started, and the directors talked most about the treatment of various diseases.

The topic went around and around, and they eventually talked about the serious plague that had broken out in Yunnan. One of them even specifically asked Shen Roujiao, who was from Yunnan, if they were afraid at the time.

Ji Mingyuan was immediately amused. He pointed at the two and said, "Director Qiao, you really asked the right question. They were the great contributors to the epidemic. Huaiyue prescribed the special medicine, and Roujiao used the Angong Niuhuang Pills."

This remark shocked everyone at the table!

When asked again, Ji Mingyuan revealed that Zhou Huaiyue's grandmother was Chen Boyu, one of the four famous doctors in Beijing. He not only had real talent and knowledge, but also had a heart to save the world.

I didn’t expect that. I really didn’t expect that.

At first, I thought that Zhou Huaiyue was a playboy with some kind of background, and planned to help him out, but I didn't expect that the two children were actually a bit real.

Amid everyone's exclamations, Zhou Huaiyue calmly retorted: "No. She wanted to save people."

Everyone thought that this was just a polite self-deprecation, but Shen Roujiao was the only one who knew that he was serious. If she hadn't insisted, Zhou Huaiyue, who had no interest in saving people, would have turned around and left.

Dean Qiao raised his chin and said, "Xiao Ji, why are you telling me this now when it's so important?"

Ji Mingyuan smiled and replied: "I admit my guilt. I just remembered it." After saying that, he drank the wine glass in front of him.

How could he just think of it? Such a social dinner table cannot be held without eight hundred tricks. Ji Mingyuan, who has been organizing the party for many years, knows the rules very well. The big and small jokers in his hand cannot be shown at the same time, but one by one.

First, let's show off our great king, Brother Xiao San, and suppress our aura. Which of the deans sitting here doesn't have a background or connections? If it's just an ordinary relationship, just a glance is already a high regard, but if it's Xiao Qishuo's name, the treatment will naturally be different.

Although Zhou Huaiyue's attitude was not enthusiastic, he knew the etiquette. He toasted when necessary and responded when necessary. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and responded in moderation.

Chen Boyou, the young king, is back, playing the emotional card. Although the old man has passed away, his influence is still there. They are both medical students, so it is natural for them to appreciate each other.

With this pressure and lift, leaders will definitely pay more attention.

With just one sentence, Shen Roujiao understood that Ji Mingyuan was helping them with all his heart.

Even if he did it because of Brother Xiao San and wanted to keep his position as factory director, it was not impossible for him to just give a few words of introduction to get the job done. He could get away with it by just going through the motions.

It took a lot of thought to lay the foundation for this turn, and she must accept this.

Before Ji Mingyuan put down his glass, Shen Roujiao picked up the soda in front of her, "Brother Ji, I toast to you. You have put a lot of thought into our affairs, helping us from beginning to end. No matter how busy you are, you still take time out to take us to meet the elders and see the world. We thank you."

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Zhou Huaiyue was stunned for a moment, but still stood up with the wine glass in his hand.

Ji Mingyuan raised his eyebrows and filled the glass with wine. "We are family, so don't be polite. Show some respect to your elders."

When toasting again, the deans asked about everything from the epidemic to special medicines, and from pharmaceutical factories to Sanhua Weitai. Zhou Huaiyue answered the questions and Shen Roujiao supplemented them. The two of them cooperated well and it was obvious that they were working seriously.

When the drinking party was over, the deans' office phone numbers were left to them. The matter was settled, and what followed was the formal process: they should visit and attend meetings as required, and everything could be done naturally.

"Sister, let's go." After sending the young couple back to their residence, Ji Mingyuan turned back and threw these four words to Shen Roujiao.

"What does he mean?" Zhou Huaiyue asked.

"That toast to us."

"Why should we respect him?" He was puzzled. Wasn't this something that Ji Mingyuan, who was behind the incident, should do?

"It's better to have such a person as a friend than an enemy."

It has to be said that Ji Mingyuan, who is in his thirties, has been able to work as a factory director under Xiao Qishuo. He is a man of character. He is flexible, can do things openly or covertly, can do things in public, and has a true temperament. He has a future and even more money.

If you offend someone like him, you will suffer overtly or covertly. It is better to make friends than to make enemies. The benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

"Oh. The beating I received was not in vain." Zhou Huaiyue, who was drunk, rubbed her soft hair with a dazed look.

Shen Roujiao covered his mouth with her hand, "Pfft, pfft, pfft, you are fine, which is more important than anything else."

He grabbed her hand, put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, "Shen Roujiao, although I'm injured, I'm really happy. My bleeding has brought your blooming time forward."

"What flowering season? Zhou Huaiyue, are you drunk?" She stroked his drunken face.

"Roujiao, you are the rose plum in the cold winter, hehe." He had a silly smile on his slightly flushed face.

He is so cute!

The drunk Zhou Huaiyue is a good boy and does whatever you tell him to do.

"Wipe your face and brush your teeth." Wipe.

"Take off your shoes and lie down." Take them off.

"Drink some water before going to sleep." Drink.

"Don't kiss me, it smells bad." No.

"Smile and see." Hehe.

"Have you ever done anything bad thinking about me?" Yes.

"No, no, don't take off your clothes. Hey, hey, don't take off your pants either. I'm not asking you to do anything bad now." Oh.

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When Zhou Huaiyue woke up, it was already afternoon. He had no recollection of being teased. The two of them went to the Qinhuai River hand in hand to have dinner.

According to the plan, after checking out the next day, they were going to drive to Shanghai for sightseeing and business. However, during breakfast, they were notified by the front desk to answer the phone.

It was my second brother Shen Tiancheng who called. "Little sister, this is good news. Tang Zhipei may have found the reason why the seeds did not germinate, but Nanshan Village does not have the conditions to cultivate them. So, he took the seeds of the nameless grass back to the capital. Do you want to go back and see what the situation is? He has a strange temper and didn't say much on the phone."

The two discussed for a while and decided to call home first. Firstly, Tang Zhipei would definitely go to Zhou's house after returning to Beijing. Secondly, with Ms. Zhenhua around, they would be able to follow up with effective information on seed cultivation in a timely manner, and it would not be too late to go back if necessary.

Right now, striking while the iron is hot and getting the order is the top priority.

After packing our luggage, we arrived at the bank of the Huangpu River. It was dusk and the setting sun had dyed the sky a brilliant red. The afterglow shone on the river, making the waves sparkle, which was extremely beautiful.

The buildings of various nations on the Bund are coated with a layer of golden light, which makes the originally cold buildings have a soft and exotic feel.

As soon as he parked the car nearby, Zhou Huaiyue couldn't wait to hold Shen Roujiao's hand and walk towards the beach.

"Are you in such a hurry?" she asked, following closely in small steps.

"It's too late, there's no room." Zhou Huaiyue didn't even turn his head and walked faster.

"What position?" she asked again.

“Location with a view.”

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