Chapter 165 Revenge
Lu Qian carefully placed the cut glass on the photo. The moment it aligned perfectly, Jiang Luan and she both breathed a sigh of relief.
After checking that the glass would not fall off, Lu Qian picked up the silk scarf at hand and carefully wiped the glass surface and the outside of the metal box.
Then he turned the knob to make sure the bolt was firmly fixed.
"Here," Lu Qian closed the box and handed it to Jiang Luan, "It's fixed."
Jiang Luan blinked twice, rubbed his hand carefully and repeatedly on the side of his clothes, then reached out solemnly and took the small box handed to him by Lu Qian.
He stared straight ahead, with pure light in his eyes.
Jiang Luan never thought that this box would have such a brand new day, as if it had coated his treasured memories with a layer of gold.
Lu Qian looked at Jiang Luan's reaction with a smile and nodded her chin towards his palm.
"Open it and take a look."
Jiang Luan looked up at Lu Qian blankly, then opened the box carefully with trembling hands.
As the box was opened, the blonde girl's smile was reflected in the clean and transparent glass, which made Jiang Luan's mouth curl up unconsciously.
"Thank you."
There was a tremor in his voice, excitement and happiness.
Lu Qian casually gathered the things on the table and roughly put them away. "Don't be polite. I'll sew a small cloth bag for you tomorrow. You can put this box in it. You don't have to worry about it getting dirty or getting damaged."
"Thanks."
Jiang Luan didn't know what to say in reply, so he just lowered his head, put the box back in his pocket, and kept saying thank you.
Lu Qian didn't force him to say anything. She stood up from the table, patted her skirt, and pulled Jiang Luan's wrist.
"Let's go, Dean Sharit is still waiting."
Jiang Luan raised his hand to rub his eyes and hummed in a depressed tone.
The sports car crossed half of Berlin before Lu Qian and Jiang Luan finally arrived at the negotiation site.
Dean Sharit set the negotiation location at a medical exchange reception, probably wanting to take this opportunity to announce the cooperative relationship between Sharit and Hoffman to the medical community.
As the car slowed to a stop, Lu Qian solemnly instructed Jiang Luan, "I'll tell you the important things later. If I ask you, 'Dean, what do you think?', just nod. If I ask you, 'Dean, is this okay?', just shake your head."
"All you have to do is shake their hands and nod or shake your head with a cold face. The colder your attitude and the less interested you are, the easier it will be for us to bargain. Got it?"
Jiang Luan shrank his neck and nodded reluctantly.
Lu Qian also saw that Jiang Luan was reluctant, but she didn't intend to pay any attention to it and just wanted to force the issue.
Because for Lu Qian, this negotiation is not just a financial transaction.
The neurological drug that Bai Yao used to deal with Cheng Yi was developed entirely by the Charité Institute. If Charité can cooperate with Hoffman and borrow their laboratory, there is likely to be a major breakthrough in the research on Cheng Yi's neurological sequelae.
Lu Qian is determined to get this contract.
But Lu Qian didn't expect that this cocktail party would be much more serious than she had imagined.
Perhaps because Jiang Luan is a hands-off boss, everyone in Hoffman Hospital is a bit relaxed and casual. As long as there is no problem with the research, Jiang Luan will not care about anything.
Everyone at this medical exchange meeting had a blank expression on their faces and looked very elite.
So, even though there was soothing music in the background and the magnificent hall was not too serious, the atmosphere was still extremely low.
"You two," a man dressed as a waiter came forward, "please follow me. The dean is already waiting in the reception room on the second floor."
Lu Qian followed Jiang Luan all the way to the door of the reception room.
The waiter respectfully opened the door and gestured inside, "Please come in."
The door slowly opened, and the personnel structure in the room was very simple, with only two people. Dean Sharit, who was over 50 years old, was sitting in the main seat at the solid wooden conference table, and behind him stood a gentlemanly and noble young man.
"Doctor Jiang, I've long heard of your name!"
When Dean Xia Lite saw the two of them walk in, he immediately stood up and was about to shake Jiang Luan's hand with a smile on his face.
Jiang Luan, on the other hand, rudely took half a step back, perfectly avoiding the hand extended by Dean Xia Lit.
Lu Qian widened her eyes and looked at Jiang Luan who was hiding behind her in shock.
What the hell is he doing? Didn't we agree on this?
Jiang Luan saw Lu Qian's eyes, turned his head away awkwardly, and was determined to pretend that what happened at the scene had nothing to do with him.
“…”
Lu Qian's baby face twitched, and he quietly twisted Jiang Luan's arm, squeezing out a few words in Chinese from between his teeth: "Just wait for me."
Then, with a beaming smile, he shook Dean Sharit's hand, his tone apologetic: "Hello, Dean, I've long heard of you. Doctor Jiang has a severe case of mysophobia, so I hope you can forgive me."
"Ah, hahaha... I understand," Dean Sharit said accommodatingly. "Geniuses are normal to have some quirks."
Then, he stretched out his veined, somewhat aged hand and said, "Please, let's sit down and talk."
Lu Qian smiled, "Please."
The negotiation process was much simpler than Lu Qian had expected, and Dean Xia Litt responded to all their requests.
The dean promised that the Charité laboratory would be fully open to Hoffman Hospital on the condition that 60 percent of the drug research data would be made public.
However, they can decide which part to make public.
Lu Qian was puzzled. This was too easy to talk about. What was the point of her making so many preparations?
She has been practicing all kinds of tricky negotiation scenarios for the past two weeks, but it seems that none of them were used at all.
"If your hospital has no other conditions, can we sign the contract?"
Dean Sharit asked impatiently.
Lu Qian was naturally eager to sign immediately. She pretended to be calm and put on a polite smile, then asked Xiang Jiangluan, "Dean, what do you think?"
Jiang Luan nodded with a cold face.
Lu Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay. He hadn’t forgotten the code.
Dean Sharit's smile never faded. He waved to the noble gentleman behind him and said, "Louis, take out the contract you prepared."
Lewis laid the prepared gold-stamped folder in front of the two deans. "Deans, this contract is in duplicate. Once you have checked and everything is correct, you can sign it."
Lu Qian watched Jiang Luan press the seal unique to the Hoffman family, breathed a sigh of satisfaction, then extended his hand to Dean Xia Lit and smiled.
"Dean, it's a pleasure to work with you."
“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”
Dean Sharit withdrew his hand and took back the two copies of the contract with satisfaction, and smiled with wrinkles on his face.
"Dean Jiang, the purification equipment newly installed in the Sharit Laboratory produces the highest purity in the medical field. Are you interested in coming with me to take a look?"
When Jiang Luan heard the news, his eyes lit up. Although he didn't like to interact with people, he couldn't refuse anything related to medical research.
He quietly raised his hand, held Lu Qian's arm, and shook it twice.
"What?" Lu Qian looked down at Jiang Luan holding her hand, "Does the dean want to go?"
Jiang Luan blinked and nodded slightly.
Lu Qian narrowed her big eyes cunningly, then forced herself into a brilliant smile. She raised her hand and forcefully pulled away Jiang Luan's hand that was holding her arm, then took a step back.
"Then you go ahead, Dean. I'll be waiting for you at the reception downstairs."
“…???”
Jiang Luan looked at the hand that Lu Qian had shaken away in shock, moved his lips, but couldn't say a word.
Lu Qian knew that he was afraid of being alone with strangers, so she was obviously taking revenge on him...
Lu Qian didn't hold back at all. She walked straight to the door of the conference room, turned around, smiled sweetly at Jiang Luan, and said goodbye to him in a gentle voice, "I wish the two deans a pleasant chat."
“…”
With a "bang", Lu Qian ruthlessly slammed the door of the conference room.
He ignored Jiang Luan who was standing inside the door, looking like he had been abandoned by the world.
Lu Qian stood behind the conference room door, glanced sideways at the door, and sneered, "Heh, Jiang Luan, you asked for this."
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