Chapter four hundred and fiftieth chapters haggard
"He is Mai Ying'an, a descendant of the Mai family, one of the four major families in Beidu. After joining the special forces, he went on a mission and never came back." He Shuqing shook his head and sighed.
Zhang Yang had already guessed that it would be Mai Ying'an, but when he heard him say it himself, he was still a little unbelievable.
Similar personalities? How could the dull and straightforward old man in front of me have similar personalities with a cunning and sinister villain?
But then he thought that Mai Ying'an could deceive a cunning old fox like his master and uncle, and it was even easier to deceive the old man in front of him. It was understandable when he thought of this.
"Academician He, to tell you the truth, I know several friends from the Special Forces Brigade, and I have also heard of the name Mai Ying'an."
Zhang Yang thought to himself that this old man was quite pitiful. He was friends with such a villain, and yet he still cares about him.
I could only kindly remind him and continue: "But I heard that the reason why he didn't come back seems to be that he absconded out of fear of crime, which means he is a traitorous person seeking glory."
After He Shuqing heard this, his old face was startled, showing a slightly surprised look, and then he regained his composure and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that young people today also know about this matter, and it was also spread at the time, but I can't figure it out. As one of the four major
Descendants of the family, why would he do this?"
What he meant was very clear. As the son of one of the four major families, he was highly respected in China. What reason could there be for him to choose to give up all this and disappear in infamy...
For money, for power?
He Shuqing's words made Zhang Yang completely confused. At first, he only believed that Mai Ying'an was a villain, so he was full of disgust and disgust towards him, and even felt inferior and painful for being associated with him.
Master Lian and Uncle Lian said that he likes to travel around the mountains and rivers and make friends with capable people and strangers. In order to learn the Pure Yang True Fire, he deceived the two of them and stole the Nine Yang Talisman...
But these do not mean that he is a sinister and vicious villain. What is the reason that made him kill his comrades?
I really want to live another five hundred years!
While he was still immersed in his chaotic thoughts, the ringing bell rang. He smiled awkwardly and picked it up. He saw that it was Feng Yanran calling.
"Zhang Yang, the board of directors has agreed. We just want to announce it to the media and promote the company." After the call was connected, Feng Yanran's familiar and happy voice came.
"Propaganda? Isn't this bad?" This was Zhang Yang's expected result.
In addition, he was a little upset when he mentioned Mai Ying'an just now, so even after hearing Feng Yanran's words, he didn't show much surprise.
On the contrary, I feel that she is using the plague or the safety of hundreds of thousands of people as an opportunity for publicity, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with this? How many news, television and media advertisements can be done with more than one billion yuan? What's wrong with helping them and promoting the company at the same time?"
Obviously Feng Yanran was afraid that he would misunderstand, so her series of rhetorical questions were of course more of an explanation.
She also said the same words at the Three Kingdoms Invitational Tournament. Tens of millions can flood the East China Sea with advertising, let alone more than a billion now?
"I just feel that they are so pitiful and we still take advantage of them..." Zhang Yang said what was in his heart.
"You do not understand!"
Feng Yanran chuckled with relief and said: "The aid can be labeled with the company's name. When many Chinas encountered earthquakes and floods, weren't many donations in the name of the company? These are all allowed, and we are not a red company.
If a cross society or charity foundation spends so much money and the company's name cannot even appear on it, how can it explain it to the company's board of directors?"
"That's good." Zhang Yang heard it right and said casually.
"By the way, Taiyu Group has transferred 1.5 billion in funds to our company's account, and all assistance matters have been entrusted to our company for full operation."
Feng Yanran paused for a moment and then continued: "The efficiency of large companies is different. They have deep pockets. They didn't even ask for advertising. They just asked for the cost details of this aid to be sent to them by international express delivery and email for review."
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"What? Did Su Jin'er ask them to pay?" Zhang Yang was shocked and asked hurriedly.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? If it weren't for her, how could Taiyu Group be so generous?" Feng Yanran continued with a mocking question: "Didn't you call her?"
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"Then you are asking questions knowingly? I won't bother you anymore, I want to contact you about the packaging of medicines." After Feng Yanran finished speaking, something suddenly occurred to her and she continued: "You also tell the official in charge of this matter and let him
Please apply to the Chinese government to assign dedicated personnel to take charge of the drug inspection and export procedures in order for the drugs to arrive in Liberia faster to save time."
"Yeah." Zhang Yang agreed in a deep voice.
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After hanging up the phone, instead of feeling any surprise or excitement, he felt even heavier and had an indescribable feeling of depression.
He originally thought that Su Jin'er had refused. Although he was disappointed in his heart, it also gave him a false relief. The guilt and self-blame could be alleviated a lot.
But after hearing the news, he felt guilty and at the same time shouldered a huge debt of gratitude, which made him breathless.
"Zhang Yang, what's wrong with you?" He Shuqing, who was standing by, saw that his face was getting more and more ugly, and asked with concern.
"Academician He, please tell Director Wang that the drug issue has been resolved. All you need to do is ask him to help say hello to the leaders of China and streamline the procedures so that the drugs can be transported here in the shortest time." Zhang Yang replied.
After coming to his senses, he smiled bitterly and said.
"Solved? You mean medicines that delay the onset of the plague..." He Shuqing asked in surprise.
"Well, the purchase and packaging work has started over there, and it should be ready soon." Zhang Yang was upset, but he could only explain patiently.
"That's 20 to 3 billion yuan worth of medicines, how can it be solved so quickly?"
He Shuqing found it unbelievable, and continued with surprise and confusion: "You can't just talk about this matter casually, you must be completely sure, otherwise no one will be able to bear this responsibility."
His words were obviously full of doubts, and he also reminded Zhang Yang that if something went wrong, even he and Wang Zhaokui would not be able to bear such a big responsibility.
"Don't worry, Academician He, Haitian Group is preparing for this matter. Their chairman Feng Yanran just called me."
Zhang Yang told the truth and brought up Feng Yanran just to dispel his concerns.
"Okay, I'll go report to Director Wang." After He Shuqing finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the room.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the beautiful girl surrounded by the media at the airport was naturally Feng Yanran, the chairman of Haitian Group.
It can be seen that her relationship with Zhang Yang is that of a close couple, but at this time he encountered difficulties, so it was logical for Feng Yanran to help.
Although the funds are huge, he has heard of Haitian Group's reputation...
Zhang Yang picked up the phone and wanted to call Su Jin'er to express his gratitude, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up the idea.
Could it be that a favor debt of more than one billion can be expressed with a phone call to relieve one's guilt?
I looked up and looked out the window. It was already evening. The night sky in Liberia was exceptionally clear. The bright moonlight and stars in the sky made people intoxicated by the picturesque scenery.
But Zhang Yang was not in the mood to appreciate it at all, he just felt mentally and physically exhausted...
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At about six o'clock the next morning, I was woken up by the ringtone of a text message on my cell phone. I picked it up and saw that it was a message from Feng Yanran.
Maybe this girl was afraid of disturbing her, so she chose to send a message instead of calling, telling herself that the medicine was divided into two batches, and the first batch had been packed and prepared and shipped to the airport.
Preparations are being stepped up for the second batch. The quantity of purchased medicines is too large, causing some suppliers to be out of stock. They are being urgently allocated. It is estimated that there will be a delay of one to two days.
Zhang Yang also understood that purchasing several medicines at once would inevitably lead to a shortage of medicinal materials, and he was even more moved by Feng Yanran's efforts.
"Good wife, you've worked hard, make sure you get more rest." After replying to this text message, I got up, washed briefly, and walked outside.
Although it was only after six o'clock in the morning, He Shuqing and the others had already started having breakfast in the restaurant, chatting happily while eating, and immediately looked at him after seeing him.
Although breakfast is still simple noodles and eggs, as well as a few small pickles made by the base chef, it is already very rare in Liberia.
After all, the people here are already living very hard lives, and experiencing this plague has made it even worse. Many people eat wild vegetables and leaves to survive...
"Zhang Yang, come and sit here." Wang Zhaokui greeted.
Originally, Zhang Yang didn't want to sit with them. After all, there was a big age gap, and he didn't like the atmosphere of mutual politeness.
But the restaurant was not big, with only a dozen tables, and there were soldiers sitting in twos and threes on the tables next to them. He was not familiar with them either, so he could only go to sit next to Wang Zhaokui.
"Director Wang wanted to go to the room last night to express his gratitude and apology. But when he went there, he saw that you were already asleep, so he didn't disturb you." He Shuqing said with a smile.
"No, originally this matter was caused by me on impulse, so it's up to me to resolve it." Zhang Yang replied calmly.
What he said was true. Even though Wang Zhaokui was furious in the office and spoke passionately about himself, he was not dissatisfied with him.
After all, this is his job, and I did bring him trouble...
"I was indeed a little impulsive yesterday. Mainly because I was afraid that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' press conference would not be easy for foreign reporters. Moreover, China's approval procedures are also relatively cumbersome, so..."
Seeing his lukewarm attitude, Wang Zhaokui thought that he was still prejudiced against him, so he gave an embarrassing explanation.
As a director of the Ministry of Health, it is very rare to express such apology to young people... (To be continued)