He Dayong's face became a little stiff.
He looked at Cen Wei, but he was thinking about the authenticity of what Cen Wei said.
He has connections in the ninth district and can keep abreast of the investigation team's news, but Cen Wei really rarely cooperates with other departments in the ninth district, so that every time he learns about Du Mingli's actions.
He naturally thought that Cen Wei's work ability was inferior to Du Mingli's, and Du Mingli had seized all other auxiliary resources in the nine districts.
But now it seems that Cen Wei is either bluffing and waiting for him to reveal his actions, or there are other information channels and he did not follow the path of the nine districts.
He Dayong didn't smile: "The employees in the production workshop just went to work, and now they are changing their protective clothing. If you come to my office to sit and have a cup of tea, it will not be too bad for a while."
Geng An looked He glanced at Cen Wei.
He Dayong's words are quite reasonable. They are all here, and they are not in a hurry. According to the only memory he has from his undergraduate degree, it is really time-consuming to change the protective clothing. If they go now, they have not started. work, and there is no way to check the process.
Cen Wei was silent for a while, and when he saw that Li Rong didn't speak out, he said: "As soon as possible, we should go back to work as soon as possible."
He Dayong then echoed: "Of course, everyone hopes to clear up the misunderstanding as soon as possible."
At that time, He Dayong politely invited Cen Wei to join him, the two of them went in first, and the other talents went in one after another.
Li Rong walked at the end, bowed his head, pursed his lips, and was extremely quiet.
He Dayong also noticed Li Rong at this time. Of course, the first thing he noticed was his appearance.
The weather was too hot, Yu Fuyan Geng An and the others changed into short sleeves, but Li Rong was still wearing long sleeves.
His skin was white, and the blue sweater was very suitable for his skin color, making his face extraordinarily delicate and delicate. He Dayong thought in a trance that Cen Wei brought a little star here.
The more beautiful and delicate a person is, the easier it is to be ignored by others, because appearance is the most impactful to most people.
Moreover, compared to the others, Li Rong was still relatively thin. In addition, his fever had just subsided, and his complexion had not fully recovered. He looked a little weak, and he didn't look like an elite selected by the ghost eye group.
The most important thing is to be young. The average age of Cen Wei's team is already young enough, and this one is even less convincing.
He Dayong asked casually, "Is this also a staff member from District 9?"
Li Rong heard He Dayong ask himself, and then raised his eyes to look at He Dayong, and said slowly, "I'm not, I'm a Biochemical University A. The students of the department came to study with Captain Cen."
"Oh, so it's from A University." He Dayong pursed his lips, resisting the urge to mock.
His own son is also in the Biochemistry Department of A University, and is still in the top second class.
He naturally knew that He Changfeng was already very good compared to the vast majority of his peers, but he had to say that biochemistry college students, even those of A University, would only be able to see the sky and measure the sea with their own eyes.
What He Changfeng has learned now is not as much as his assistant.
Cen Wei actually asked a student from University A for help, and it looked like a vase in a vase. Isn't this nonsense?
The last time Du Ming came, he brought a professor of A University named Li Baishou, a member of the Hongsuo Research Institute.
As a result, after a careful inspection, the professor dragged a lot of theoretical knowledge and the overall situation as if he was lecturing. He said it was the same as not saying it. He didn't find anything that could threaten Meijiang at all, and the selection was insignificant. A small problem made Du Mingli himself very embarrassed.
But the professor wasn't completely useless. Instead, he helped him check and fill in the gaps, and made up for those little faults and shortcomings.
Seeing He Dayong's light tone, Li Rong knew that He Dayong didn't take him seriously.
He pursed his lips and chuckled, silently standing in the corner of the elevator, leaning against the inner wall of the elevator, looking down at the toes of his shoes indifferently.
When He Dayong was talking to Li Rong, Cen Wei had no response. Seeing Li Rong leaning against the inner wall of the elevator, he had to stretch out his hand and lightly support Li Rong.
"Cool."
Li Rong subconsciously rubbed forward a little and left the cold inner wall.
Cen Wei's palm stopped on his shoulder blade for a few seconds before retracting it.
He Dayong glanced at the voice and didn't care too much. He only felt that Cen Wei was very considerate to his subordinates. Unfortunately, the more incompetent the leader, the more he had to win people's hearts in other aspects.
However, Cen Wei was only nineteen years old, and it was a bit too much to say that he was incapable, but he really shouldn't have stepped into the deep water of District 9 early.
He Dayong's office is on the top floor of the office building, about 20 square meters. Although he is the company's top leader, he is not extravagant, but the decoration is very low-key.
This is the exact opposite of He Changfeng.
Li Rong has checked the information of He Dayong. He Dayong was born in the countryside. He was not rich when he was a child.
On the other hand, He Changfeng, who had good conditions since he was a child, was at the age when his vanity was the strongest, and he liked flashy things the most.
As soon as everyone entered the room, the secretary quickly came in with a silver needle of white kohlrabi. The fragrance of tea overflowed in the office, and the water mist fluttered.
It is obviously hot weather, normal people like to drink cold drinks, and no one wants to touch the hot tea, even if they know that He Dayong brings good tea.
Only Li Rong took the tea.
He blew on the mist lightly, then used the tip of his lips to test the temperature, and took a sip.
The tea is fragrant but not lingering, the taste is soft and mellow, slightly sweet.
Li Rong sighed, "It's delicious."
He Dayong looked at Li Rong again.
He also took a cup and took a slow sip: "This is the best silver needle I brought to a friend. It is indeed a rare good tea."
He expressed regret to those young people who are used to drinking coffee and milk tea. At one time, I felt that Li Rong had the advantage of good taste in addition to his outstanding appearance.
His son He Changfeng was dismissive of what he liked.
Geng An asked: "Mr. He, when can we go to the workshop? It's too hot, and I really can't taste tea calmly."
He Dayong smiled and said, "No hurry, no hurry, just half an hour."
Li Rong held the Tea cup, while drinking tea, looking at He Dayong's office.
He Dayong's decoration is indeed low-key, and there is a large bookcase in the office, which is full of books related to the pharmaceutical industry.
Li Rong glanced casually, and actually saw Li Qingli's writings.
It was published three or four years ago. The content is more like a supplementary textbook for undergraduate majors in biochemistry. It talks about relatively basic things. However, Li Qingli's prestige in the academic world was extremely high at that time, and the cover of the publishing house was relatively exaggerated. A lot of people decorate a good prop for boasting.
His eyes moved to the wall behind He Dayong's desk.
There is a framed ink painting on the wall. It depicts clouds and mists in the mountains, Qionglou Yuyu, and the brush and ink are appropriate in shades and natural and smooth.
In the lower right corner of the painting, there are old prompts and ink pads.
Li Rong put down the half cup of white tea, first glanced at Cen Wei, then walked forward with a smile, walked around He Dayong's desk, and walked to the edge of the painting.
"President He's ink painting is genuine."
Cen Wei frowned slightly.
He didn't know why Li Rong suddenly became interested in He Dayong's collection.
Li Rong said that Li Qingli likes to collect ancient ink and wash books very much, and there are several collections at home, but Gu Nong loves modern art more.
Otherwise, Cen Wei would not have found a way to make Li Rong happy in his last life. After all, the Xiao family had countless ancient books of calligraphy and painting. Anyone who was interested in collecting would find it hard to resist the temptation.
He Dayong was a little surprised: "Oh, this little brother still has research on calligraphy and painting?"
Li Rong shook his head and murmured: "I can't talk about research, but my father likes calligraphy and painting. Knowledge. Of course, even laymen can see that this painting is really beautiful."
He Dayong looked at Li Rong's back and explained slowly, "I bought this at an overseas auction. The things of the ancestors should never be left out."
Now he felt that this 'vase' classmate should be from a well-educated family, not a mediocre person without any ink.
At least one can see the level of authenticity at a glance, which is not something that just anyone who loves to paint can do.
But I have a good family background and good education since I was a child, and it has nothing to do with the pharmaceutical industry.
For a college student, no matter how powerful he can be, this entire investigation team is too hasty.
Li Rong seemed to like this painting very much, and stared at it for a long time. Even when He Dayong's secretary informed that the workshop was ready to visit, he reluctantly looked away.
He Dayong took the people downstairs and asked Li Rong with a smile: "Little brother likes calligraphy and painting very much?"
Li Rong sighed: "Yes, I like it very much, but unfortunately he is a poor student and can only see it in the museum. I can't even afford it."
Cen Wei tilted his head slightly and squinted at Li Rong.
He Dayong nodded to Cen Wei: "Oh, then you can ask Captain Cen. As far as I know, Mrs. Xiao came from one of the best collectors' families in China, and there are countless treasures in her family."
Li Rong lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "Then why are you embarrassed, Captain Cen and I are just classmates."
Cen Wei raised his eyebrows and said in cooperation, "Why don't you tell me if you have this hobby, even though it belongs to my grandfather's family, But it's okay for me to show my classmates."
He knew that Li Rong was deliberately exposing his weaknesses to He Dayong, and a person with obvious preferences would make people feel at ease.
But he didn't know the reason why Li Rong did this, but now that there are so many people, it is inconvenient for him to communicate with Li Rong.
Geng An and Yu Fuyan looked at each other with meaningful expressions.
The real relationship between Li Rong and Cen Wei is almost indistinguishable from each other, but they are polite in front of He Dayong.
He Dayong hit haha: "Oh, many collections are indeed rare. The more you love, the more reluctant you are."
He is not interested in whether Cen Wei and Li Rong are in a good relationship, but Li Rong's impression of fondness for calligraphy and painting has been left in his mind. .
The production workshop of Meijiang Pharmaceutical is behind the office building, a two-story low-rise building with rich decoration.
When he reached the door of the workshop, Li Rong suddenly stopped and asked He Dayong innocently: "Mr. He, are all the staff working normally? Are all the production lines operating normally?"
He Dayong glanced at the secretary: "Is that so?"
The secretary immediately said: "Of course, it's already working normally."
Li Rong raised his hand and pointed to the door in front of him: "Where are we going to enter now?"
He Dayong smiled: "Of course it was Yuan Hesheng's. In the production workshop, you didn't listen carefully to what Captain Cen said just now?"
Li Rong looked at Cen Wei with a puzzled expression: "Did you say so? But I'm not interested in Yuan Hesheng, since all the production lines are operating normally, Why don't you show me Qing Rui first."
He Dayong: "This..."
Li Rong's request was obviously beyond his expectations.
However, Cen Wei was uncharacteristically good-tempered, and said helplessly: "Okay, you can watch whichever you want to see."
He Dayong: "..."
Cen Wei actually agreed without asking him a single question.
It's just a relationship with classmates, how can you be so indulgent?
When he received news from Cen Weifeiyang City yesterday, He Dayong asked people to make urgent preparations.
But the time for one night is limited after all. The original Hesheng production line is the best preparation they have. As for Qingrui, there are too many production lines in Qingrui.
But at this time, it seems guilty to find a reason to refuse.
It was only then that he discovered that the question Li Rong had just asked casually had actually buried a trap, allowing him and the secretary to admit that all the production lines were operating normally, including Qingrui.
He Dayong was a little flustered, and he started to sweat again after being tanned by the sun.
He glanced at the secretary beside him, and the secretary forced a smile: "Qingrui's production workshop is a little far."
Li Rong smiled: "It doesn't matter, Mr. He usually sits in the office and definitely wants to walk more."
Cen Wei: "Then see Yuan Hesheng later, and go to Qingrui first."
He Dayong had to take people to see it when he arrived here.
In fact, other production lines have also been notified for rectification. If you just look at it, you may not find any problems.
The production workshop of Qingrui is much larger than that of the original Hesheng. After all, it is the pillar drug of Meijiang Pharmaceutical. The demand in the market is very large, so there are many production lines.
The person in charge of the workshop obviously did not expect that the inspection team from District 9 would come to see Rui, but he and He Dayong looked at each other and quickly calmed down.
The person in charge led them through the long and transparent corridor of the workshop. Through the glass of the corridor, they could see the staff in protective clothing in the observation room and the operation room, as well as the orderly operation of the assembly line machines.
At first glance, the workshop operation is standardized, the equipment is complete, the assembly line is mature, and even the floor of the corridor is wiped clean, which is a place that makes people feel at ease.
The person in charge is like hanging river: "According to the requirements of President He, we put the safety of medicines and operating standards in the first place in the workshop work. Our operators are all wearing three layers of protective clothing, and they sweat every day. It's hard work, but for the cleanliness of the production environment, there's no way."
"This is where the staff records data, a small workshop, well, on the wall is our slogan 'No Tipp-Ex', meaning no correction fluid is allowed. .Because some foreign generic drug factories in the early years, in order to pass the inspection, modify the data, disregard the health of patients, and have a bad impact on the entire industry, so we put this slogan on the wall to remind our researchers to respect The data is true."
Yu Fuyan looked around and looked at the room, but he started to sweat in the air-conditioned room.
Because from his point of view, there is no problem in the Qingrui production workshop.
Just now, Li Rong suddenly proposed to see Rui first, and he was even more excited, thinking that if they were unexpected, He Dayong would definitely stay behind and be caught off guard by them.
But obviously Qingrui's production line has also been prepared.
Yu Fuyan tugged at Geng An's clothes secretly, winked, and made a silent mouth: "Did you find anything?"
Geng An looked serious, stared at it carefully, but still couldn't find anything, so he had to shake his head. Shaking his head.
In fact, biochemistry is a very wide-ranging major, and medicine is only one of their employment directions, not to mention that Geng An University has been mixed, and he is not much better than Yu Fuyan.
When the person in charge was blowing out the slogan, Cen Wei glanced at Li Rong and motioned Li Rong to pay attention to the nails embedded with the slogan.
There is still floating powder around the nails, apparently the sign was hung up not long ago.
Li Rong nodded invisibly, his eyes were half-closed, his eyelashes trembled, and a sarcastic smile hung on his lips, signaling Cen Wei to take it easy.
Then Li Rong took two steps forward, squeezed out of the crowd, raised his head and looked at the sign carefully, and sighed, "There are not many companies with this kind of vigilance now, in this case, can I appreciate the price? The operator should have kept the company's data record sheet."
The person in charge stopped abruptly, he stared at Li Rong cautiously, and did not agree easily.
He Dayong said quietly: "We must do our best to cooperate with the work of the nine districts. Most of the non-confidential data have been uploaded to the computer. Why don't we go to the person in charge's office to have a look?"
Li Rong said: "Paper records are what The most primitive data can also better explain the rigor of Meijiang's work."
Cen Wei asked back: "A company as professional as Meijiang does not keep paper data."
He Dayong smiled: "Of course not."
He was not afraid. After all, when Du Ming came, he had already been checked. The professor of the Hongsuo Research Institute named Li Baishou didn't see anything wrong.
It's just that he didn't expect that this young college student had the same consciousness as the professor at the Hongsuo Research Institute.
He Dayong greeted the operator to take out the data record book and show it to Li Rong.
The record book is a thick stack, half the height of a person. Li Rong, like Li Baishou, did not have time to read them all.
Cen Wei's plane flew together, and He Dayong urgently informed the chairman Jiang Zhong.
By the time Li Rong finds out the problem from the massive paper data, Meijiang Pharmaceutical has long since left the Lanshu United Chamber of Commerce, and he will not leave a good face to the nine districts by then.
This is why He Dayong is not afraid.
Li Rong opened a record sheet in use and read two pages. Although the recorder's handwriting was relatively scribbled, the data completely met the production requirements of Qingrui.
He had no choice but to put down this book and continue reading.
Yu Fuyan also stood beside Li Rong in a fake fashion, and re-read what Li Rong had seen.
The result is that nothing can be seen.
At this moment, Cen Wei's phone vibrated.
Li Rong's movements stopped, and he looked back at Cen Wei, but Cen Wei gave him a reassuring look.
In fact, the message Cen Wei received was not reassuring. On the contrary, it was like a boulder that weighed heavily on the bottom of everyone's heart.
The text message is from Han Jiang.
[Han Jiang: Just received the news that Jiang Zhong temporarily notified last night that the six districts banning plan will be completely completed within two days, and we have no time. ]
[Han Jiang: I have asked Du Mingli to stop the investigation of Meijiang Pharmaceutical. The Ghost Eye Group intends to use the test report to pressurize public opinion to condemn and boycott Meijiang Pharmaceutical. 】
Jiang Zhong can make such a reaction, obviously he has communicated with He Dayong.
They were worried that the night was long and dreamy, and they planned to let Meijiang Pharmaceutical immediately leave the jurisdiction of the nine districts.
But Cen Wei knew that the test report alone was not enough to defeat Meijiang Pharmaceutical.
Because the test report comes from the original Hesheng old medicine, but the public's attention is now, the original Hesheng currently circulating in the market is in line with the standard, and people will not be stuck with the expired old medicine.
When Meijiang Pharmaceuticals apologized and paid the fine, it would be as if this incident had never happened. Although it was a scandal, it did not spread.
Unless they have a reason to prove that Meijiang is still producing substandard drugs, and the impact of these drugs is wider and deeper.
The test report was enough to make Meijiang Pharmaceutical fall into a tailspin and Han Jiang to export bad anger, but Cen Wei and Li Rong's purpose was more than that.
They can't stop yet.
The virtual clock on the screen of the mobile phone jumped, and in a trance, time seemed to speed up, passing by at a speed that people couldn't react to.
The door of the workshop was crowded with people, and the air conditioner was running silently, pouring the air conditioner into the long and narrow corridor.
The floor of the cleaned corridor is damp and astringent, and the sole of the leather shoe will make a creaking sound when stepped on it.
All the irregular noises are mixed together, like a countdown stopwatch, every moment is pressing on the heart.
Li Rong has calmly flipped through ten record sheets, but he swallowed each one whole, with ten lines at a glance, rubbing his fingers on the page turning a few times, and then flipping it over, I'm afraid he couldn't even see the decimal point of the data.
Geng An's back was soaked wet, not only Cen Wei, but all the members of the ghost eye group received Han Jiang's message.
In the work group in the nine districts, Du Mingli was already taking the lead in reflecting on his work mistakes.
Only Li Rong didn't know anything, and looked at the scribbled record sheet filled with a lot of data.
He Dayong had a smile on his face: "Well, there is no problem with the data."
Geng An's heart sank. He Dayong said this, indicating that there is indeed no problem with the data table.
Even if they squatted in the workplace for two days and two nights, they might not gain anything.
Yu Fuyan looked at Cen Wei in panic, his mouth was dry, he moved his lips, and wanted to ask Li Rong if he wanted to show Li Rong the internal message sent by Han Jiang.
Cen Wei held the phone and shook his head gently.
Du Mingli took the lead in reflecting on his apology and won the understanding of everyone in the nine districts. After all, the team leaders of other auxiliary groups in the nine districts saw Du Mingli's efforts.
The pressure fell on Cen Wei.
Everyone in the nine districts was waiting for Cen Wei to follow Du Mingli to summarize the work mistakes, but unfortunately Cen Wei did not.
The work group fell into an awkward silence.
In the production workshop of Qingrui, everyone stood there with different thoughts, waiting for Li Rong to turn over more than thirty record sheets.
When Yu Fuyan saw Li Rong clasping the last record watch, his heart skipped a beat, and only two words jumped out -
"It's over!" But he saw Li Rong put his hand on the thick record watch and looked at He Dayong , sneered.
"Mr. He, it's been five or six years since the records from three years ago were made old. Isn't the craftsmanship too sloppy? You, a lover of ancient calligraphy and painting, haven't checked it yourself, have you?" After that, Li Rong With a flick of his wrist, he unceremoniously threw the top record sheet onto He Dayong.