Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

May 1, 1985.

There was no atmosphere of the May Day holiday. Yang Rui got up early and rode his bicycle to the committee meeting in Haidian District. After a while, he was integrated into the vast bicycle army.

Bei@京’s streets are wide and flat. The main street is full of roads with a width of 10 meters and 20 meters. Even so, there are almost no roads for cars to pass through during get off work hours. There are thousands of laborers. , One bicycle per person, to ensure that the road is twice as wide as it can be packed.

It's not the first time Yang Rui went out on a bicycle, but it was the first time to travel with an army of office workers in time for work.

He looked around with some curiosity and tried to control the balance of the bicycle. However, his curiosity was quickly smoothed by the traffic jam. Instead, he was deeply disgusted with traffic jams.

If it is said that the boredom index of a car encountering a traffic jam is 1, the boredom of a bus encountering a traffic jam is directly 2, the boredom of driving an automatic car and a traffic jam is directly 3, and the boredom of driving a manual transmission car is directly related to the traffic jam. 4, 4321 is directly under the trouble of riding a bicycle and encountering traffic jams.

Not only was Yang Rui bored, the people around him were also wiping sweat, all kinds of constant verbal abuse.

Especially the representatives of the working class who wore all kinds of factory uniforms scolded the rhythm and the characteristics.

The traffic lights ahead look very close, but flash faster, the red lights seem to be endless, and the green lights seem to go out as soon as they turn on.

Yang Rui watched at least two groups of people before he could cross this intersection. He couldn't help but look around and found a kind-faced person who had nothing to talk to. He chatted, "Are you going to work normally today?" Is it so blocked here every day?"

"How can it be so blocked in normal times? Not everyone came out today." Half a body behind Yang Rui was a cadre with four pockets. He had been annoyed by waiting a long time ago. He immediately opened the chatterbox when he saw someone chatting with him. , Said: "If there is such a traffic jam, I have to get up half an hour earlier. I heard that the government is already working on a restriction plan, saying that it is to license the bicycles and divide the bicycles with odd and even numbers. Bicycles with single numbers will not come out. Take the bus to relieve the pressure. By the time, it is estimated that this will not be the case?."

"Single-numbered bicycles are restricted, and double-numbered bicycles can't be used."

"You still can't buy 4 bicycles?"

"Someone can afford it."

"Ride if you can afford it, but there are usually not so many people."

Yang Rui asked strangely: "Today is not Labor Day, but there are too many people?"

The four-pocket cadres gave Yang Rui a strange look and said, "Just go to work. May 1 Labor Day, what is Labor Day, is labor. By the way, you are also a unit organization, right? Where do you go?"

Yang Rui, who had just been immersed in the concept of the May Day holiday, thought for a moment and said, "Haidian District."

"do what?"

"Practice hygiene or something." Yang Rui had to explain indiscriminately.

"Street hygiene? It's okay. We have been miserable this year. We contracted the trees beside the road and lime the trees. They were dirty and tired. The dog-biting leaders sold us." The four cadres also waited anxiously. I couldn't help but scolded.

Yang Rui laughed: "You want to lime the tree without wearing a set of work clothes?"

"When it's time to change, I have to have meetings before and after work, and wearing dirty clothes is not decent. Besides, not everyone is limed. There are always logistical workers who carry bags for the leaders, right? Dogs? The gnawing leader..."

With this four-pocket cadre starting and waiting for a boring person, he spontaneously held a scolding leadership contest.

Yang Rui listened for almost ten minutes before finally passing the traffic light.

As soon as the committee's office building was approaching, the torrent of traffic dispersed into a single environmentally friendly bicycle. As usual, Yang Rui parked the car into the parking shed at the entrance, carried a shoulder bag, and walked inside.

Compared with the committees of other scientific research institutes, the GMP committees, which undertake more important tasks, are obviously superior, especially with their own office buildings, which are not comparable to other loose committees.

As usual, people from the pharmaceutical factory were waiting in front of the office building. When they saw Yang Rui, they greeted him enthusiastically.

Yang Rui also smiled and nodded, but didn't stop, and went straight to his office.

It was also after Yang Rui came to this office building that he realized the reason why Professor Cai strongly recommended him to enter. As a brand-new person without a unit and a deep academic background, what the GMP committee can provide to Yang Rui is solid and continuously accumulating power.

In just a few weeks, Yang Rui received ten times as many dinner invitations as before.

In less than a month, when everyone mentioned Yang Rui again, he had become a member of the GMP committee, and no one would say so much about students.

The only thing that is a bit troublesome is the relationship between people.

The domestic economic environment is steadily rising, but if there is any industry that has always been very good, it is none other than non-pharmaceutical companies.

Although the current medicines are cheap, they are not particularly cheap. If you look at the per capita wages, there are only a few. However, for pharmaceutical companies, the most important part is the high proportion of publicly funded medical care. Urban residents can even achieve more than 80% of the medical expenses reimbursement. As a result, the sales of drugs are very large.

Moreover, unlike other industries, the added value of the pharmaceutical industry is very high, even if it is an old drug half a century ago, such as sulfa, or penicillin 30 years ago, its technical content and added value are not small township factories. Comparable things, coupled with the policies and industrial thresholds of course, have made domestic pharmaceutical factories comfortable all the time in terms of business operations.

However, China does not have a truly comfortable enterprise. The natural enemy of pharmaceutical factories is the Ministry of Health, and it is also the various institutions under the Ministry of Health. Among them, the lives of those companies are the newly established GMP committee.

Different from similar drug production management agencies abroad, although the domestic GMP committee is an advisory body, its power is amazing, because no official from the Ministry of Health dares to give pharmaceutical companies advice after the GMP committee has given clear documents. Be kind, this kind of risk is something that senior cadres are not willing to come into contact with at all.

Coupled with the professional nature of pharmaceutical production, the official documents issued by the GMP committee have always been stamped in the office, which will become the imperial decree of the pharmaceutical factory.

Whether a drug can be put into production, whether a drug that is being produced can continue to be produced, whether a pharmaceutical factory can expand its output, and the extent of the errors of some pharmaceutical factories that have gone wrong, need to be filtered by the GMP committee.

In essence, the GMP committee has become a safety valve for officials of the Ministry of Health. For almost all risky decisions, officials are thrown to the GMP committee.

From the perspective of the members of the GMP committee, taking some risks can get huge power, which is also a very cost-effective transaction.

In addition, making major decisions that affect the lives of many people based on their own profession and practice is, to some extent, even more addictive.

Even Yang Rui couldn't control this temptation.

Even if he spends 10 hours or even 20 hours in the GMP committee every week, he doesn't feel bored or wasted time.

In fact, since Yang Rui entered the GMP committee, the morale of the researchers in the ion channel laboratory and Hua Rui laboratory has risen, which seems to partially offset Yang Rui's contribution.

Like all committee members, Yang Rui's exclusive office is about 10 square meters. There is not much space for a desk and chair, plus a long sofa.

From the perspective of the 21st century, such an office can be called simple, but in the 1949 city of 49, such an office can be called luxurious, even better than the offices of officials of the Ministry of Health.

Yang Rui threw the shoulder bag on the writing desk, pulled out the wash stand from behind the door, poured hot water, and started to wash his hands and face.

The washstand is a shelf made of thick iron wires. There is a large ring at the half-person height, which can fit into a washbasin. A thin iron rack is erected behind the large ring to facilitate hanging towels. The better ones are naturally carved and painted, and the simple ones are like three-dimensional pencil drawings. It doesn't matter.

The washstand in Yang Rui's office is very simple, but every morning, someone will fill the washbasin with cold water in advance and put a pot of hot water under the washstand.

When Yang Rui got to the place, he could wash easily by mixing hot water into cold water.

After he finishes washing, there is no need to pour the dirty water. Naturally, there will be representatives from the pharmaceutical factory to help the committee members in the building clean up and scrub.

In the first few days, Yang Rui was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of treatment, but now, he can't do without these pharmaceutical factory representatives.

After all, in the age when there was no running water or water heater, it was too much convenient for someone to provide services.

Yang Rui packed up, sat down at the desk, and opened the file box on the desktop with his key. In the box are the documents to be read today. Most of the time, it is the task assigned by the committee. It is inevitable that there are also various political studies.

The GMP committee is a model learned from the West, with a total of 32 members, but most of the tasks and decisions are not decided by all members, but by a non-fixed three- or five-member team.

This action saves the members' energy, and from another aspect, strengthens the members' power. The difference from officials is that the power of committee members has increased, and their responsibilities have increased accordingly.

Officials can easily use the GMP committee as a safety valve, but the committee members can only use their knowledge for insurance.

Boom boom.

There was a knock on the door twice, and someone pushed in and said with a smile: "Commissioner Yang, I brought some hot water."

Yang Rui looked up, smiled and said "thank you".

Feng Manrong, the representative of Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory, entered the door. Her face was always smiling. She swiftly helped Yang Rui change the kettle, scrubbed the already clean washstand, and took away the washbasin with one hand.

After a while, Feng Manrong took back the clean washbasin, scrubbed the washstand again, and gently sprinkled some water on the floor.

The ground is concrete, it is easy to get dust.

Yang Rui thanked again.

Feng Manrong smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, it's easy."

"It relieved a lot of my workload." Yang Rui smiled: "I will not be able to work anymore when I go home."

"That's easy to handle. I'm idle every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, so I might as well go and scrub for you. My movements are fast, and it can be done in 20 to 30 minutes." Feng Manrong gave an extremely enthusiastic answer.

Yang Rui shook his head quickly: "No need, I have to exercise too."

"When you said that, I remembered that Committee Member Yang likes sports. I took the liberty to ask, have you ever played tennis?"

Yang Rui looked up in surprise and said, "Know a little bit."

"Our factory happens to have a tennis court. If committee member Yang is free, it's better to come over and play." Feng Manrong glanced at Yang Rui, then said: "Our factory manager specially invited professional tennis players from the sports team to be a coach and a training partner. It's very convenient."

"That's amazing." As far as Yang Rui knows, the cost of playing tennis is low~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not to mention the courts and rackets. It is not cheap to prepare dozens or hundreds of tennis **** in one go. Tennis or something is basically necessary to practice serving.

In addition, the popularity and audience of tennis in the country is less than that of bowling.

Feng Manrong smiled and handed out her business card, and said with a smile: "It's not great. Our director likes to play. We just found an open space. Call me when you have time. I will help you arrange it. Anyway, it's empty."

Yang Rui took the business card, and Feng Manrong said goodbye.

The door is closed.

Yang Rui thought for a while, took out all the files in the file box, and checked the submitting units in turn.

The last letter looked up, and it really hung "Jingxi Pharmaceutical General Factory".

"Public relations are so fast." Yang Rui thought so, and opened the file casually.

For the next three minutes, Yang Rui fell into a deep shock.

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