Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1231 The Visiting Team from the Three Northeastern Provinces: Is Helian Zhang's Master Coming? (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

“That’s good!” Fang Yan nodded and said.

Then, Dean Zhao Xiwu was asked:

"How many people are there, and where are they from? How will you receive them?"

Zhao Xiwu said:
"Six or seven people, all from several research institutes in the three northeastern provinces."

"One of them is the same company that you fired last time."

Fang Yan frowned slightly and asked:

"Helian Zhang's former work unit?"

“Yes.” Zhao Xiwu nodded.

He said in dialect:

"They can't be here to interrogate us, can they?"

Zhao Xiwu laughed loudly:
"Haha, that's just making trouble for yourself."

"I think they've come to apologize."

Fang Yan wasn't interested in whether or not to apologize; he waved his hand and said:

"Helian Zhang is the one who made the mistake. His unit doesn't need to apologize. They might as well just get me the right people sooner."

Zhao Xiwu said to Fang Yan:

"You can tell them this directly later."

Nodding in dialect:

“Sure, but they can’t go underground for their tour. I’ll only let them wander around the surface and the offices at most.”

Zhao Xiwu said:
"That's enough. We'll be together then, and they won't just visit your institute; they'll visit the others as well."

"Okay," Fang Yan replied, then followed up with:

When will they arrive?

Zhao Xiwu glanced at the time on his watch and said:

"It'll be a while. You go take care of your business first. When the person arrives, I'll bring them over directly. You just need to take care of them at the research institute."

Nodding in dialect:

"no problem."

After saying goodbye to Zhao Xiwu, Fang Yan went to arrange to send a telegram to Hong Kong.

He used to not use the radio station here to send telegrams, mainly because the research institute hadn't been established yet. Now that the conditions are better, he might as well send them from here.

Moreover, you can send more information here and make sure you get the message right. More importantly, you don't have to queue.

Next, Fang Yan went to tell Zeng Luquan and Huang Li about the people who were coming to visit today.

Let them prepare as well.

Fang Yan then waited in the office for the person to arrive while revising the report she was going to present.

About an hour later, Su Yue came over to call Fang Yan.

"Director Fang, Dean Zhao has arrived with his men."

Fang Yan put down the report in his hand, stood up and straightened his clothes:
"I know, I'll be there right away."

Stepping out of the office, I saw Zhao Xiwu at the end of the corridor, walking in with a group of people. The leader was a ruddy-faced man in his fifties, wearing a faded Zhongshan suit, clutching a black briefcase tightly in his hand. The people following behind him either carried document bags or tool bags, and all of them looked a little reserved.

"Let me introduce you," Zhao Xiwu said with a smile and a wave. "This is Wang Song, the director of the Shenyang Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Director Wang quickly stepped forward and grasped Fang Yan's hand, his palm slightly sweaty: "Director Fang, I've long admired your name! I've wanted to visit you for a long time, but I haven't had the chance until now."

Fang Yan politely returned the handshake: "Director Wang, you're too kind. Welcome to give us your guidance!"

Director Wang waved his hand with a smile and said:
"Not at all, I wouldn't call it guidance!"

Helian Zhang was one of their researchers, but Director Wang seemed to be quite friendly.

Then Zhao Xiwu introduced the other people in dialect.

They are from Changchun and Harbin respectively.

"This is Director Li Jianguo of the Changchun Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, specializing in the processing of Chinese medicinal herbs. He's quite famous in Northeast China," Zhao Xiwu said, pointing to a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Li Jianguo quickly tucked his briefcase under his arm, smiling as he extended his hand: "Director Fang, don't listen to Dean Zhao's praise. Compared to what you have here, our skills are mere child's play." His eyes, however, were fixed on the flowchart on the corridor wall. "Your temperature control markings are much more detailed than those in ancient books. They're definitely different from what we have here."

Fang Yanle said, "Director Li, you're too kind. Please make a copy after the tour."

Upon hearing this, Li Jianguo smiled and said:
"Haha, then I won't be polite."

Finally, we introduce Zhang Lan from Harbin. She's in her thirties, with short, ear-length hair, and carrying a thermos in her arms, making her look like a doctor.

"Dr. Zhang is a key clinical staff member at their research institute. She is especially skilled at using warming and yang-tonifying methods to treat cold-related illnesses. Many patients with chronic bronchitis in the Northeast winter have been cured by her," Zhao Xiwu added.

Zhang Lan placed the thermos on the table and opened the lid: "Director Fang, I heard from Dean Zhao that you have many secret formulas here recently. We have an old formula that uses sika deer placenta from Changbai Mountain with musk. It is somewhat effective for cachexia in late-stage patients. I brought some of the prepared ointment with me. Could you take a look and see if we can cooperate?"

Fang Yan was taken aback. Good heavens, he actually brought his equipment with him.

You're very well prepared!
"Okay, where is the thing?"

As she spoke, she opened the thermos and handed it to Fang Yan. A faint medicinal fragrance wafted out. Fang Yan peeked at it and saw that the ointment was black and shiny, with a hint of deer antler smell.

"Deer placenta replenishes essence and blood, and musk clears the mind. Doctor Zhang brought it all this way, which is very thoughtful. I'll have someone try it later."

Zhang Lan nodded.

The group then walked into the pharmaceutical workshop to begin their tour of the dialect area, with Zeng Luquan providing an introduction.

At this moment, Wang Song, lagging behind, quietly tugged at Fang Yan's sleeve:
"Director Fang, regarding Helian Zhang's matter... it was because we didn't manage him properly. This kid always thought he had achieved something in the unit, and he was arrogant. After you fired him, we gave him a disciplinary action when we got back, and even organized the whole institute to study it, as a warning to everyone."

The journey of dialects has not stopped:

"Director Wang, let's not dwell on the past. We're currently short of personnel. If your research institute has suitable people, could you transfer someone to provide support?"

Wang Song said:

"Oh dear, we've already been notified about this, but it's really hard to find this person!"

In the local dialect, this means that the person hasn't been chosen yet.

He recalled the advice given by Elder Zhu and said:

"It's alright. If no one is willing to come, we'll find someone else. These things have to be consensual. You can't force things. I'll tell Vice Minister Li that we don't need you to send anyone."

Upon hearing this dialect, Wang Song quickly said:
"No, no, no, Director Fang may have misunderstood!"

"What I mean is, we're already going through the process. Although it's not easy to find someone, we've found someone willing to come. We're still processing the paperwork, and family members also need to come, so we still have to work on that, right?"

Fang Yan raised an eyebrow and slowed his pace:

"Oh? Then I wonder which one Director Wang has chosen? If he is suitable, I can vacate my dormitory and laboratory first. I can also ask around about the job prospects for his family members. With the connections of the Ministry of Health in Beijing, it shouldn't be difficult to arrange a position in a school or pharmacy."

Wang Song finally breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"It's Lao Zhou from our institute, who specializes in the theory of Chinese medicinal herbs. He was one of his students back then. Lao Zhou just finished his research project and is ready to leave now, but his wife is reluctant to leave their old neighbors in Shenyang, which is why it's been delayed until now."

"But don't worry, I've already had my wife talk to them. They're friends, so their words carry more weight than ours. Don't worry about the work; we can't let it interfere with the country's important business of earning foreign exchange!"

Fang Yan frowned slightly. Was Helian Zhang's master coming over?

P.S.: I'll settle my debts after finishing this chapter.

(End of this chapter)