In fact, the situation Hongxin is facing is not the first time that a Chinese company has encountered.

Taking traditional Chinese medicine products as an example, many well-known traditional Chinese medicine products enjoy confidentiality policies in China and the formula will not be disclosed. However, in order to enter the international market, the formula must be disclosed in the omega review.

This has a strange phenomenon in the industry.

The competitors have been trying their best to find clues in China, but after a walk abroad, I found that as long as I buy a product from the shelves, the amount of information I get from the introduction book is more than a year or two for commercial spies.

"Mr. Liu, please calm down. We are working hard to communicate and negotiate with Omi."

Han Tongxing was under the scene. To be honest, everyone here thought he was a decent person, and he was disrespectful to make trouble.

Liu Baofeng doesn’t want to be face, but how much is face worth? How much does it cost to occupy the international market with fourteen new drugs?

Taking a step back, Liu Baofeng didn't think it was him losing face, but these soft-boys who were incompetent in official voices.

"In negotiation, negotiation, and finally, I swallowed my anger. The other party said that our medicine had hidden dangers, so we also checked them, from the company to the product, checked them up and down, blocked a few more companies, and punished them. Anyway, it was a head-on battle. If you were soft, it meant you lost."

Bai Yeyu said something lightly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, an official from the International Economic and Trade Relations Department knocked on the table with a stern face and said, "This is not a kid's fight or lose his mind, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Chen Xiao stared at the other party for some reason and said, "Actually, this is a fight between children. The strong wins the weak and lose."

"What if it's out of control? Who will be responsible for the economic losses this will cause? Is Hongxin? You can't afford to lose everything if you lose everything!"

The officials of the International Economic and Trade Relations Department were confident and taught the people opposite him a lesson with a high airs.

In fact, everyone here knows that using tough measures in import and export trade will eventually lead to a loss-win situation, especially after the war is getting stronger and stronger, it will develop into other industries. At that time, it was the simplest question: Who can afford to lose?

These officials naturally cannot afford to lose!

And even if the economy is no better than Ome, China cannot afford to lose.

This is the passive situation of being backward.

But things are not absolute. The only thing that Hongxin is dissatisfied is that the official is afraid before the battle and surrenders without any substantive means.

Can Hongxin hand over the core information of the drug to FDA for review?

Wouldn't that be the same as giving away the technology?

If you don't compromise, you won't be able to enter the Ome market.

"Mr. Tang, what about your opinion?"

Han Tongxing found that from the beginning to the end, Tang Xin said nothing, and the final attitude of Hongxin Group should be Tang Xin to make the decision.

Tang Xin raised his head as if he was awake, looked at the people around him blankly, and said softly: "Sorry, I'm wasting your time. I have no objection and the approval was not up to par. I was rejected, so I can only do this, well, goodbye."

"Mr. Tang, I hope you can understand that this is the rules of the game in the West, we..."

"I understand, I understand, you don't have to give it to me."

Tang Xin got up and walked out. When he just walked out of the conference room, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie was standing outside the door. He stared at Tang Xin with a cold expression. It was not difficult to find that the anger in his eyes was overwhelming.

Tang Xin had already passed by him, but after walking a few steps, he turned back. He walked to the middle-aged man and whispered in his ear: "Deputy Minister Duan. There is a saying that I can't vomit. Your son is such a coward. When I stepped on his face, he actually called Dad. I knew it wasn't called me, but I don't understand. He called you, what can you do?"

Duan Mingwei, Vice Minister of Commerce, gritted his teeth and whispered in Tang Xin's ear: "As you wish, I will be in power for one day, and Hongxin Group will lower its head."

Tang Xin smiled when he heard this, reached out and patted the other person on the shoulder, and turned around and left.

In front of the elevator, Tang Xin put away his smile, and he suddenly turned around and glanced around. Dong Fucai, Jiang Jun, Bai Yeyu, Chen Xiao, and Liu Baofeng, the five of them looked cold.

"Remember this day, this is the treatment without a right to speak, this is the situation of the weak. We will no longer expect others to become strong by relying on ourselves."

After saying that, he turned around, and the six men showed a slight grim expression in unison, and exhaled a deep breath.

At noon that day, Tang Xin and his party took a flight to leave the capital and returned to Tianhai.

On the 29th day of the lunar year, the snow was flying.

He Yan came to the company early in the morning, sorted out some documents and walked into the elevator, and went straight to the top-level chairman's office.

As she walked out of the elevator, she looked puzzledly as the office door was open, with a faint light inside.

She walked to the door vigilantly, leaned in and looked around, and was surprised to find Tang Xin sitting behind the desk, with a bottle of wine and an ashtray filled with cigarette butts.

Chenxi shot into the office through the floor-to-ceiling window, and Tang Xin leaned against the window, which made people unable to see his face clearly. If He Yan had not been familiar with this man, he would have dared not confirm it for a while.

"Tang Xin?"

The crisp footsteps of high heels sounded. He Yan walked to the table and saw Tang Xin holding the wine bottle in one hand and stroking the forehead with the other, as if he was sleeping.

He didn't move, like a sculpture.

He Yan walked around the table and gently picked up the coat behind the boss's chair and gave it to Tang Xin to cover it.

"If you don't go home for the New Year, why are you here for the company?"

Tang Xin, who was still motionless, suddenly opened his mouth.

He Yan was startled and patted her chest and sighed.

She took out the key and opened the first drawer on the right side of the desk, put the files in, and locked them, saying, "I have sorted out some of the documents you need, and planned to put the documents and go home."

Tang Xin is obviously not a workaholic, but he still has to keep up with the pace of the company. As his assistant, He Yan makes Tang Xin easy at work.

"Uh, huh."

Tang Xin closed his eyes and breathed in a deep breath, as if he was a little uncomfortable.

He got off the plane at the airport yesterday evening and came to the company. He stayed in the office all night. He fell asleep in the morning about an hour or two hours ago.

At this moment, the headache was split, and my head seemed to be buzzing.

He Yan walked behind the boss's chair, placed her slender hands on both sides of Tang Xin's head, and gently massaged his temples to relieve his pain of insufficient rest.

"Because of the new drug?"

she asked tentatively.

She has heard about the plan to enter the Ome market with fourteen new drugs.

Tang Xin didn't go home in the company, and I think he was also worried about this.

Tang Xin didn't say anything, leaned back and closed his eyes to enjoy He Yan's massage.

"I really don't understand. People with wealth like you may dream of a hundred years of life every day, but you will hurt yourself. Drink, smoke, stay up late, alas..."

Tang Xin opened his eyes and looked up at the beautiful face standing upside down in his eyes above. He Yan's expression was helpless and showed concern again.

“It’s not a matter of money.”

Tang Xin said lightly, and there was still something in his heart that he didn't say: I don't have to dream of living a hundred years.

"Yes, yes, it's not a matter of money, it's the right to speak, it's the influence of the company. It's the corporate image, but you're worried about your health. Is it useful?"

He Yan felt powerless in her tone.

She couldn't persuade the man in front of her.

Tang Xin closed his eyes and did not answer.

He didn't sleep all night, but was actually fighting fiercely in his heart.

Not willing to accept it?

Of course not tolerate.

He will not retaliate against those who are officials. This is the case. This is due to the economic advantages and disadvantages. It is just that the other party takes the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. If he really treats these as personal grudges, his future path will become more and more wrong.

He Yan stopped moving. Her warm palm gently stroked his cheek and said softly: "Don't be upset. You are still so young. I believe that you will soon let Hongxin Group reach another level. When we are stronger, we will naturally not be able to mercenary."

"You're thinking too much, I'm not worried."

Tang Xin smiled faintly.

He Yan was shocked and confused. Her eyes flashed and she asked, "Then do you have a plan?"

"Plan? I've always had plans."

Tang Xin's tone was faint, but stopped in He Yan's ears as if there was magic.

She was stunned for a second and then Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Yes, you always have a plan. I worry too much. Look at you who are empty, lonely and cold now, do you need someone to accompany you?"

"No, you go home for the New Year and take me to say hello to your family."

Tang Xin stood up, rubbed his face with both hands, and woke up a little bit of energy.

He Yan took the handbag and walked out, walked a few steps and stopped, looked back and said, "Are you going home?"

Tang Xin was picking up the phone on his desk, and it seemed that he was about to dial the phone. He heard this and said, "I won't reply for the time being."

"Then I'll go buy you some breakfast first, and then I'll go home. What do you want to eat?"

"Come two cages of buns and a bowl of porridge."

After Tang Xin said that, he began to press the phone button.

He Yan went to buy breakfast, while Tang Xin called Dong Fucai.

"Now come to the company, I'll wait for you in the office. Call Chen Xiao, Bai Yeyu, and Jiang Jun, anyway, you all live in Fengya Garden."

“…Okay, it’s within an hour.”
To be continued...