Chapter 203 The temptation of the international award and Jia Dongxu's entanglement
Beautiful country.

Merck Research Institute.

Maurice Hilt was reading the contents of the newspaper and shouting nervously.

"Hahaha, I just don't believe that you can stay here and never go abroad for the rest of your life.

Since you are not after money, then don't you also want fame? Such a great honor is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

When the time comes, when you come to my institute, I will definitely have a good chat with you.

Wow hahahaha~~~~"

Listening to his incoherent words and devilish laughter, the little assistant Eriksson felt a little scared.

However, due to his duty, he could only stand by and wait for the "tyrant" in front of him to return to normal.

After a long while of self-congratulation, Morris Hillett stopped talking to himself. He put down the newspaper in his hand and said to Erickson:
“In a couple of days, contact several well-known domestic medical journals and newspapers and ask them to slowly spread the word later and do it according to our advance plan.

Also, we need to keep communicating with Western Europe so that they can keep in line with our promotional rhythm.”

"Yes, Mr. Morris."

Erickson quickly agreed.

He now vaguely understood what this "tyrant" was going to do.

At the same time, I was still a little puzzled. Is it necessary to go to such great lengths to get this Chinese man to leave that mysterious oriental country?

You know, this time, the cost spent by Merck Research Institute was a huge sum of money.

If he were given this money, he would immediately quit his job, go to a prosperous state in the West, have some wonderful encounters with some female stars, and live a life of drunkenness and dreams.

He thought about it in his heart and it showed on his face subconsciously.

As it happened, Morris Hilt saw it. If it was in the past, he would definitely have complained, but now he was in a good mood and didn't mind explaining it to the assistant:
"You think I'm going to go to great lengths to do this and you don't understand."

Eriksson was shocked and hurried to explain, fearing that he would be criticized again if it was too late.

Unexpectedly, Morris Hilt waved his hand and said kindly, "Don't be nervous.

Not only you, but many people also think that I am making a big deal out of nothing this time.

In fact, you don’t know that this “King Mengde” of China is definitely worth our efforts at all costs.”

Looking at the confused look in the assistant's eyes, Morris Hilt paused and continued:
“These two medicines are ‘Gout Spirit’ and ‘Gong Ting Di Huang Wan’.

Even if you haven't bought it yourself, there are always friends around you who have bought it. I don't need to repeat its specific effects to you.

These are the inventions of the Chinese “King Mengde”.

Speaking of 'Gout Spirit' and 'Palace Emperor Pills', Erickson certainly knew them.

He didn't need Gout Spirit, but 'Palace Emperor Pills' were his regular medicine, and he had a bottle of it in his pocket right now.

As for the effect, thinking of the female friends around him, who were sinking into his jeans one after another, he couldn't help but straighten his chest.

This medicine is simply a booster for men's pride.

He and many other men around him regarded the "Palace Emperor Pill" as a miracle drug. Every day they would mention it and express gratitude to the person who invented the drug.

Some female friends, out of curiosity, will even take the initiative to buy medicine and ask their male friends to take it.

“There are also two drugs for treating the new malaria virus that were delivered a few days ago. You should have seen the results of the experiments.

Not to mention he also developed the world's first blood-borne hepatitis B vaccine.

At the same time, he also has some other achievements. If the special department had not spent a lot of effort and used other channels, it would not have been possible to find out about them.

When you realize that he achieved results in just six or seven years that many people cannot achieve in their entire lives, you will understand why I value him so much.

What's more, he is only 26 or 27 years old now, and no one can say how much he can achieve in the future."

After saying this in one breath, Morris Hilt picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee.

To be honest, when the special department put all the information about "Meng De Wang" in front of him, he was also quite shocked.

When he was young, he was always regarded as a genius.

But compared with Wang Mengde, he is like a dwarf compared to a giant, just like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.

This is also the reason why he invested so much money.

As long as he can bring this genius into his own research institute, in the future, Merck Institute and he will become the most famous and powerful force on the planet.

Eriksson thought about it carefully and realized that it was just as Maurice Hitler said, this Chinese man was simply an evildoer.

No wonder his boss was so obsessed with getting this person here.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart, and taking advantage of Morris Hillett's good mood, he bravely asked:

"Mr. Morris, if Mr. Mengde Wang doesn't seek fame and fortune, then we've worked in vain."

He has seen a lot of scientific researchers.

Many have special quirks.

Many people disdain fame and fortune and would rather stay in the laboratory for a long time than waste time in the world of fame and fortune.

“Haha, even if he doesn’t want to, his country will let him come.

This is a world-class honor, an award that can enhance the country's reputation and status, so he has no choice but to come."

Morris Hilt said proudly.

He prepared several 'meals'.

China.

Beijing.

In an office of the vaccine research team.

After listening to Liu Shuwei's description, Wang Mengde fell into deep thought.

These days, for some reason, many well-known medical journals and newspapers, from the United States to Western European countries, are discussing one thing.

That is, Wang Mengde discovered the hepatitis B virus and developed the first hepatitis B vaccine in history.

Made outstanding contributions to the people around the world who are threatened by hepatitis B.

His achievements deserve a world-class award.

"Team Leader Wang, this is not just a medical journal or newspaper saying this, but it is being discussed in many places, and many medical experts and scholars agree with it.

My former classmates and colleagues wrote to me and told me about this incident.

This is a world-class award, and no one in China has ever won it. If you win it, it will be the first time in Chinese history."

Liu Shuwei said excitedly.

But Wang Mengde is not so optimistic, he thinks more.

The West has always been wary and discriminatory towards China.

The sudden emergence of this trend of public opinion made him suspect that there must be some hidden story and it was directed against him.

“It doesn’t matter to me whether I win an award or not.

I don’t care about these things now. What I care about is curing more patients and developing more prescriptions and medicines.”

Wang Mengde said casually without caring.

He had some guesses in his mind, so he naturally became alert.

Besides, what he said was true. For someone like him who had experienced the afterlife, foreign honors and recognition had absolutely no value at all.

As long as you become strong, respect and recognition will come to you automatically.

If you are not strong, you cannot get these things.

"By the way, how is your research going recently?"

Wang Mengde sat on the chair and asked softly.

During this period of time, most of his attention was focused on researching Artemisia annua powder.

"Team Leader Wang, we have already made a lot of progress and breakthroughs in gene editing technology.

We are preparing to use these technologies to try and see if we can develop a new hepatitis B vaccine." Liu Shuwei was excited when talking about the progress of gene editing technology.

With the strong support of the country, he not only had sufficient funds and research equipment, but also a group of talents were sent to him.

With these, plus the guidance of Wang Mengde.

Their research finally made a qualitative breakthrough.

I am currently holding back my energy and preparing to use the existing technology to achieve some results.

If they don't achieve results, they will be embarrassed.

"Well, don't be too anxious. After all, haste makes waste.

If you accumulate more knowledge now, you will have more opportunities in the future, and these opportunities can be applied to many disciplines."

Wang Mengde hurriedly instructed.

Liu Shuwei was already very surprised at the progress they had made.

Moreover, he had a hunch that in the near future, this group of people would give him a big surprise.

Next, Wang Mengde went to the laboratory again and met with everyone.

By the way, some of their accumulated questions were also answered.

Finally, after some encouragement, it was time to get off work, so he got on his bike and rode home.

When he arrived at Nanluoguxiang, he did not go home directly, but went to the grocery store first.

Two days ago, he made an appointment with Fatty Guo to buy pork today.

When I entered the store, I saw Fatty Guo sitting behind the counter, bored, dozing off with a dazed look in his eyes.

"Fatty, I'm here, where's the meat?"

Knocking on the counter, Wang Mengde asked in a low voice.

"Hey, Meng De is back from get off work, I have prepared it for you a long time ago, this is a pound of pork belly.

Oh, don’t worry, I saved this meat early in the morning, fearing it would go bad in the hot weather, so I hung it in the well with a rope, and it’s still fresh now.”

As Fatty Guo spoke, he took out a piece of top-quality pork belly from under the counter.

"Okay, here are the money and the meat tickets, count them."

After handing over the money and picking up the meat, Wang Mengde discovered that the meat was still slightly cool.

"Haha, no need to count, it must be just right."

Putting the money and meat tickets away casually, Fatty Guo said with a smile:

"Meng De, did you bring my dad's medicine? Oh, give me an extra bottle so I can try it out."

Ever since Guo Rongkui took the 'Palace Emperor Pill' once, he has become addicted.

Every once in a while, he would ask his son to ask Wang Mengde for medicine.

"It's already been prepared. Uncle Guo, five bottles, and you get one."

Wang Mengde pretended to take something out of his pocket, but actually took out six small medicine bottles from the space and handed them to him.

"Hey, then I won't be polite. I'll go back and give it a try tonight.

Wait for me, I'll change my clothes and go with you."

Carefully putting the medicine bottle into the bag, Fatty Guo said impatiently.

After Fatty Guo went to the changing room, Wang Mengde began to observe the grocery store.

He found that there were obviously fewer things on the counter, and many of them were even empty.

Especially some popular commodities have been out of stock for years.

Moreover, even if they are displayed on the counter, you still need a ticket to buy them.

Of course, not all of them are in short supply. There are several large jars placed next to the counter, which are filled with low-grade soy sauce and bulk vinegar.

These two items are basically open for supply.

But the quantity purchased each time cannot exceed three kilograms. Fortunately - there is no limit on the number of times, which is affectionately called "limited quantity but no limit on the number of times" by the public.

A few minutes later.

Fatty Guo changed out of his greasy work clothes and walked out.

He picked up his bag, said hello to the other salesmen, and then said to Wang Mengde:

"Meng De, let's go."

After going out, Wang Mengde didn't ride his bike, and the two of them walked and talked.

"Fatty, you won't have meat to sell after the end of May. Where will your company arrange for you to work?"

Because the country has issued a policy to stop issuing meat coupons from June to the end of the year, naturally the pork stalls will not need anyone for the time being.

"Don't worry, my company has already talked to me and asked me to work as a salesperson with other people during this period of time.

When meat coupons are issued again next year, I can go back to my old job."

Fatty Guo explained with a smile.

"By the way, I got two bottles of Red Star Erguotou from work, one for each of us."

As he said this, he took out a bottle of wine from his bag and handed it over.

"Fatty, I have plenty of wine at home, take it back and give it to Uncle Guo."

Wang Mengde quickly refused.

Alcohol is a very scarce commodity nowadays.

During the Chinese New Year, every household can go to the grocery store with the grocery purchase certificate and buy two bottles. At other times, they can only buy two bottles with a wine ticket.

As for the wine tickets, ordinary people cannot see them.

However, Wang Mengde's family is indeed not short of wine. Two years in advance, he stored dozens of bottles of white wine under the bed in his home in Yuer Hutong.

This is enough for him and Wang Hao to drink for many years.

Hearing him say that, Fatty Guo didn't say anything more and just put the wine back into his bag.

After the two people separated.

When he returned to the courtyard, the neighbors were all envious when they saw the fresh pork belly in his hand.

It’s not me, but I haven’t eaten fresh pork for several months.

Now that they saw it, they couldn't wait to pounce on it and take a bite of it raw.

Jia family.

Jia Zhang was sitting in the living room mending the soles of shoes. She glanced at her son lying on the bed and could not help but whispered:

"Dongxu, why don't you go fishing with Lao Yan as usual."

Just now she saw Wang Mengde coming back with meat in his hand, and her appetite was instantly aroused.

Although the household registration of her daughter-in-law and two children has been settled, Qin Huairu had just taken over the business and was still an apprentice fitter, earning only 18 yuan a month.

The tickets that Li Huaide had given me before had long been used up.

Now their family's life is just as tight as before.

In the bedroom.

Jia Dongxu's face was gloomy.

Yan Bugui and other people in the courtyard went fishing, and he had the same idea.

But when he thought about what he had said before, he became conflicted and felt a little embarrassed.

He once said, "I would rather starve to death than go fishing."

(End of this chapter)