Chapter 181 Troubled by Changfeng Micro-Invasion

Because there were many people, only Su Yun and Zheng Ren sat in Manager Feng's car and went back to the guest house behind the hospital.

Watching the Mercedes-Benz S600 leave all the way, Fang Lin held the mobile phone in his hand and started to call for an online car-hailing.

"Fang Lin, is Brother Yun's boss real?"

"I guess so." Fang Lin quickly found an online car-hailing car, turned off his phone, and said, "But it's really big."

"What kind of big things can a third-tier city like Haicheng have?"

"That's not the case, isn't Brother Yun the same? He just doesn't want to be a doctor. If he wanted to, he would definitely be the one who will perform the elephant trunk surgery with Brother Zhao today. As for who is the chief surgeon, I'm more optimistic about Brother Yun. "Fang Lin said with a smile.

A thousand words can't compare to such a sturdy example.

Who can make Su Yungan a younger brother?

Who can make a company's sales stand at the front desk of Da Dong for several hours, just to pay the bill and send him back, so as to brush his face, who is that?

This man is indeed not simple.

"But I'm still not optimistic about the institute's project."

"There are so many big bosses who can't solve the problems, and he certainly can't. But come to the imperial capital to show his face, and the road in the future may be how to go."

"Fortunately, he is from general surgery... Huh? No, this research project doesn't seem to have anything to do with general surgery..."

Until this time, several doctors didn't think of this, how could a general emergency department resident be invited to participate in the research project of prostate interventional embolization?

What is he doing?

This is so incredible.

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Feng Xuhui sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun all the way back to the guest house.

Downstairs, he politely said a few words and watched the two go upstairs before heaving a sigh of relief.

It was early winter, and although the temperature in the imperial capital was not as low as that in Haicheng, it was definitely not high.

Feng Xuhui thought for a while, but did not leave immediately, but tightened his clothes, took out a cigarette, hid in the corner of the door and started smoking.

While smoking, he reflected on his behavior today, where there were flaws, where he didn't do enough, and whether it would arouse Mr. Zheng's disgust.

All the way through the review, Feng Xuhui felt that his performance was perfect, so he completely relaxed.

And just at this moment, a few hours ago, the thick and majestic voice from the chairman's phone seemed to reappear in his ears.

"Manager Feng, Parkson International wants to enter the mainland market, and the company is at the moment of life and death. The project you are working with has made a breakthrough, and the company has decided to fully support it. You can just mention any conditions. This project can only succeed, not fail!"

Inexplicably, Feng Xuhui became the focus of Changfeng MicroPort's entire company.

But life and death... Full support... Only success, not failure...

Such a heavy burden seems a little heavy on the shoulders of a newcomer.

Feng Xuhui was very worried. Mr. Zheng was only a young doctor under thirty years old. The company wanted to put chips on him. Did he go to the doctor in an emergency?

But he understands the chairman's difficulty.

Biomass International, a multinational medical company located in Singapore, ranks fourth in the world in terms of sales and definitely belongs to the ranks of giants.

His family's products are sold in Europe and the United States, and have not entered the mainland market for a long time.

Because of the successful development of the cardiovascular stent, Parkson International wants to make a lot of money. However, I did not expect that companies such as Boston Technology have also successively developed new models of cardiovascular stents. What was originally a rich and fat meal turned into a tasteless meal.

The research and development of stents with membranes has almost exhausted all the working capital of Biosun International. When the mountains and rivers were exhausted, they set their sights on the mainland market.

Feng Xuhui didn't know why Parkson International would give up such a big cake in the mainland market in the past, but he knew that no matter how big the mainland market was, it couldn't stand the cannibalization of several giants.

It is not easy for Changfeng Microinvasive to survive in the cracks and grow from nothing to what it is today.

However, once Parkson International enters the mainland market, the first thing to eat is Changfeng MicroPort's market share.

Faced with such a behemoth, he naturally understood the meaning of life and death in the chairman's phone call.

Domestic companies are not easy.

If material science is delayed for a breakthrough, the overall quality will be worse than that of multinational companies. It can only cut profits and use low prices to attract the attention of doctors and patients.

But intervention... Whether it is tumor intervention, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular intervention, or peripheral vascular intervention, there is no doubt that the consumables of multinational companies are easier to use than Changfeng's minimally invasive ones.

It is easy to use, which means that the operation time is shortened, which means that the time for doctors and patients to be exposed to radiation is reduced, and it also means that the success rate of the operation is improved.

This task... is simply more difficult than reaching the sky.

Unlike the program-controlled switches sold by Huge Zhonghua in the past, the machine can get a little more commission, and after-sales service such as maintenance is timely, it can take a large number of orders.

But doctors use their own lives to perform surgery, which is the most fundamental reason why Changfeng Microinvasive has been unable to accumulate for so many years.

It's so difficult... Feng Xuhui finished his second cigarette. He snuffed out the cigarette butt, put it in the palm of his hand, sat on the curb in early winter, and sighed softly.

Since the company says it fully supports it, so be it.

Man proposes, God disposes.

Materials Science... Materials Science... It's really a pain in my heart.

Feng Xuhui stood up, threw the cigarette butts in his hand into a nearby trash can, clapped his hands, and drove away.

Hurry back to catch up on sleep and buy breakfast tomorrow morning.

What does Mr. Zheng like to eat? Steamed buns or soy milk fritters?

Imperial Soybean Juice? This seems to be too heavy, Mr. Zheng should not like it.

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Pengcheng, Changfeng MicroPort headquarters, is brightly lit.

The board is still open, and it's not over at all because it's already late at night.

The bitter and sweet smell of the coffee wafted in the conference room, and everyone in the meeting was frowning, completely lacking the look of urban senior white-collar workers.

"The finance department can allocate a sum of money to the imperial capital, but I don't think Manager Feng in the northeast region can become a variable." A chubby middle-aged man said, "I think, if you invite Wu Haishi and Wu Lao to participate in the research, there may be progress. ."

"Where's the material department?" the chairman asked, sitting on the other side of the long table, with his hands folded.

"There is no breakthrough." This kind of meeting, the person in charge of material research and development is the most embarrassing.

The slow progress of research on new materials not only limits the development of Changfeng MicroPort, but also puts the company in a dangerous situation.

"Speed ​​up." The chairman's brows furrowed, "Is there any new news from Parkson International?"

"Yes." A capable woman beckoned, and her assistant walked in from outside, holding the just-printed document in her hand.

"I just got the news that Parkson International is making relevant surgical preparations in Modu, especially the new models of guide wires and catheters, which are working overtime. It is estimated that they will have breakthroughs in one week at most. Sexual progress."

Bad news, one after the other.

(The background of this story is deductive, don’t take it seriously. Now Parkson International has been acquired by Lanfan Medical, which makes sterile gloves in China~~~)