Because there are many people, only Su Yun and Zheng Ren sat in Manager Feng's car and returned to the guesthouse behind the hospital.

Seeing the Mercedes-Benz S600 leaving all the way, Fang Lin held his cell phone in his hand and started calling for online car-hailing.

"Fang Lin, is that boss of Brother Yun real?"

"I guess it's." Fang Lin quickly found an online car-hailing car, turned off his phone, and said, "But it's so big."

"What kind of big background can a third-tier city like Haicheng have?"

"That's not the case. Isn't Brother Yun just one? He just doesn't want to be a doctor. If he wants to, he must be the one who has elephant nose surgery with Brother Zhao today. As for who is the principal, I prefer Brother Yun." Fang Lin said with a smile.

Nothing can compare to such a tough example.

Who would be the one who could make Su Yun willing to be his younger brother?

If a company's salesman was able to keep a company's front desk for several hours, just to pay the bill, he would send him back to make a face look good. Who would he be?

This person is indeed not simple.

"But I'm still not optimistic about the institute's projects."

"He definitely can't do the problems that so many big bosses can't solve. But when you come to the imperial capital to show your face, you may be able to go the future."

"Luckily he is from general surgery... Huh? No, the project this time seems to have nothing to do with general surgery..."

It was not until this time that several doctors thought about this. How could a general surgeon in the emergency department was invited to participate in the scientific research project of prostate interventional embolism?

What exactly does he do?

This is so incredible.

...

...

Feng Xuhui sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun back to the guesthouse.

Downstairs, he said a few words of politeness and watched the two of them go upstairs before he let out a long sigh.

It is already early winter, and although the temperature in the imperial capital is not as low as Haicheng, it is definitely not high.

Feng Xuhui thought about it, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he tightened his clothes, took out a cigarette, hid in the corner of the door and started smoking.

While smoking, he reflected on his behavior today, where there were flaws and where there were not enough, would it arouse Mr. Zheng's disgust.

Recalling all the way, Feng Xuhui felt that his performance was perfect, so he completely relaxed.

And just then, a few hours ago, the chairman's phone call seemed to appear in his ears again.

"Manager Feng, Baisheng International is about to enter the mainland market, and the company is at a time of life and death. If the project you are following has made a breakthrough, the company decided to fully support it. If you have any conditions, just ask for it. This project is only allowed to succeed and not fail!"

For some reason, Feng Xuhui became the focus of Changfeng Micro-Invasive Company.

But life and death... full support... only success is allowed, no failure...

Such a heavy burden seemed a bit heavy on a newcomer's shoulders.

Feng Xuhui was very worried that Mr. Zheng was just a young doctor under 30 years old. The company wanted to put chips on him. Is he going to seek medical treatment in an emergency?

But he understood the difficulties of the chairman.

Bosheng International is a multinational medical company located in Singapore, ranking fourth in the world in sales and is definitely a giant.

His products are sold in Europe and the United States and have not entered the mainland market for a long time.

Because of the successful development of the cardiovascular stent, Baisheng International wanted to make a big profit. However, companies such as Boston Technology have successively developed new models of cardiovascular stents. It was originally a rich and plump meal, but it turned into a useless meal.

The development of the film holder almost exhausted all of Baisheng International's working capital. When they were at the end of their lives, they focused on the mainland market.

Feng Xuhui didn't know why Baisheng International gave up such a big piece of cake in the mainland market in the past, but he knew that no matter how big the mainland market was, it could not withstand the encroachment of several giants.

It is not easy for Changfeng to survive in the cracks, from nothing to something, to grow and grow to today's situation.

However, once Baisheng International enters the mainland market, the first thing to eat is Changfeng Micro-Invasive market share.

Faced with such a huge thing, he naturally understood the meaning of life and death mentioned on the chairman's phone.

Domestic companies are not easy.

Materials science has not been able to make breakthrough progress, and the overall quality is worse than that of multinational companies. We can only reduce profits and use low prices to attract the attention of doctors and patients.

But intervention... Whether it is tumor intervention, cardiovascular intervention, or peripheral vascular intervention, multinational companies' consumables are more useful than Changfeng minimally invasive. There is no doubt that this is not a question.

It is easy to use, which means that the surgery time is shortened, which means that the doctor and the patient are exposed to radiation decrease, which also means that the success rate of the surgery is increased.

This task...is even harder than climbing to the sky.

Unlike the giant China selling program-controlled switches back then, the machine can give more commissions, and after-sales service such as maintenance is timely, so you can take on a large number of orders.

But the doctor uses his own life to perform the operation, which is the most fundamental reason why Changfeng has been unable to accumulate strength for so many years.

It was so difficult... Feng Xuhui finished smoking his second cigarette. He snatched the cigarette butts, put them in the palm of his hand, sat on the curb in early winter, and sighed softly.

Since the company says it is full of support, then do it like this.

It depends on people and the success of heaven.

Materials studies...Materials studies... are really a pain in my heart.

Feng Xuhui stood up, threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the nearby trash can, clapped his hands, and drove away.

Go back and have a good night's sleep and buy breakfast tomorrow morning.

What does Mr. Zheng like to eat? Buns or soy milk fried dough sticks?

The bean juice from the imperial capital? This seems to be too heavy for Mr. Zheng, who should not like it.

...

Pengcheng, Changfeng Micro-Invasive Headquarters, brightly lit.

The board of directors is still on and it has not ended because it is already late at night.

The coffee was bitter and sweet, floating in the conference room. Everyone attending the meeting was frowning, and there was no elegance of a high-level urban white-collar worker at all.

"The Finance Department can allocate a sum of funds to the imperial capital, but I don't think Manager Feng from the Northeast can become a variable." A chubby middle-aged man said, "I think if you ask Mr. Wu Haishi to participate in the research, there may be progress."

"Where is the material department?" the chairman asked while sitting on the other side of the long table, crossing his hands and leaning on his cheek.

"There is no breakthrough yet." The people in charge of material research and development are the most embarrassing.

The research on new materials has not yet made progress, which not only limits the development of Changfeng's minimally invasiveness, but also puts the company in a dangerous situation.

"Speed ​​up." The chairman's brow locked, "Is there any new news on Bosheng International?"

"Yes." A capable woman waved, and her assistant walked in from outside, holding the newly printed document in her hand.

"I just got the news that Baisheng International is undergoing related surgical preparations in Magic City, especially the new model of guidewire and catheter, which is working overtime. It is estimated that within a maximum of one week, they will make breakthroughs."

Bad news, one after another.
Chapter completed!