They didn't pay much attention to Luo Jimin and Lin Hongmei who accompanied Chairman Chen in, assuming it was just a chance encounter. Little did they know they had nothing to do with Chairman Chen's recovery. A pharmaceutical factory had nothing to do with treating and saving lives.
People left their seats and crowded around Chairman Chen to greet him, trying to get closer to him. Some even started trying to find out what had happened, but the shrewd and experienced Chairman Chen, of course, didn't reveal anything, leaving these curious people helpless.
Luo Jimin and his family quickly returned to their seats. Taking advantage of the absence of Director Chen, Lin Yao hurriedly asked the waiter to change the set of bowls and chopsticks.
"Thank you." Duan Qing faced Lin Yao and secretly thanked him using lip reading.
"Uncle Duan, let me toast you. I'm hungry again after just a short while. Let's eat something quickly." Lin Yao picked up his glass and walked to Duan Qing's side to offer him a toast, which made Duan Qing very happy. He had been worried that Lin Yao would blame him for forcing Luo Jimin to save people.
"Drink up." Duan Qing downed it in one gulp. "Xiao Lin, come to Uncle Duan's house for drinks another day, and let your aunt cook for you. Her cooking skills are exceptional."
"Don't spoil the kid. This guy will climb the social ladder as soon as he gets the chance," Luo Jimin said with a hint of pride in his voice. "Hongmei and I are going to join in the fun. We've never tasted your cooking before."
"Together, of course your whole family should come." Duan Qing was taken aback, suddenly realizing that it was inappropriate to only extend an invitation to Lin Yao. How could he have made such a basic mistake? He had put the cart before the horse; at least on the surface, he shouldn't have done it this way.
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Chapter 181 Cold Reception
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No activities were arranged after the banquet; everyone went home, and those with close friends left together. I wonder what kind of entertainment they would put on.
That's just how things are in China. So, what's called a cocktail party becomes just a simple banquet with food and drinks. Unlike cocktail parties abroad, there's no opportunity for people to interact or socialize except for a few people at the table who can chat privately.
Perhaps this is the essence of traditional Chinese culture, which takes the concepts of "food is the first necessity of the people" and wine culture to their extremes. While it's lively and bustling, it's not conducive to interaction between strangers, thus highlighting the importance of factions and personal connections.
Need to get something done or find someone to help you? Sure, first contact the other party's friends, then host a banquet to get an introduction. This way, you end up eating and drinking more often. No wonder Chinese food culture amazes the world; it's all been created through thousands of years of frequent practice.
After the party ended, Chairman Chen chatted intimately with Luo Jimin and Lin Hongmei, lingering for a long time. Lin Yao, sitting at a distance, didn't know what they talked about, but he saw Chairman Chen's expression grow increasingly happy and excited, a stark contrast to his previous arrogant demeanor, transforming him into an excited old man, making one worry about his cerebrovascular health. Fortunately, Lin Yao was very confident in his medical skills, so he let him be.
"Xiao Lin, thank you for saving my in-laws." Duan Qing didn't leave either. After seeing off a group of bureaucrats and businessmen, he stayed behind alone to accompany Luo Jimin's family, even sending his secretary back. "You are Xiao Wen's grandfather. I learned about your identity from him."
"Hehe." Lin Yao chuckled, then lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly. "It's nothing. Actually, I did charge money, and it wasn't cheap."
"Haha." Duan Qing's hearty laughter made people feel very close, and it was hard for the restraint to last. "It's only right to charge, it doesn't matter. Xiaowen's mother is rich. My in-laws' illness was cured all over the world, but you cured it. That's the most important thing."
Lin Yao smiled but didn't respond. He wasn't good at this kind of topic, and he always felt somewhat passive when dealing with shrewd people.
Seeing that Lin Yao was still somewhat reserved, Duan Qing took the initiative to start a conversation. He really wanted to get closer to Lin Yao. "Actually, there was another miracle doctor, about your age, who saved my father. If it weren't for him, my father might not have survived. I really want to see that miracle doctor again so that you can get to know each other."
"Oh?" Lin Yao immediately understood Duan Qing's meaning. The other party was still suspicious of his identity and was testing him with words. There was nothing he could do about it. He had forgotten to change his voice last time, and he hadn't changed it when he entered the banquet hall to avoid surprising his parents. Perhaps that was why Duan Qing was suspicious. Besides, the other party was experienced in judging people and might have doubts about his disguise.
He absolutely refuses to admit it!
Lin Yao made his decision and replied with a smile, "I also want to get to know that person. It would be very helpful for me to communicate with other doctors. Next time Uncle Duan meets a great doctor, you must let me know."
This young man is not the same miracle doctor as before. Duan Qing made a vague judgment. Lin Yao was shy and timid. Although he had the courage to extort a large sum of money from his in-laws, he was said to have been beaten and forced to run away. Even during their chance encounter in Xinhua Park, he ran away quickly. Otherwise, his in-laws might not have been able to determine that the disguised Lin Yao was the angel.
The miracle doctor who saved his father's life was much more confident, efficient, and decisive, displaying a strong personality from start to finish. Clearly, the two had very different styles, suggesting they weren't the same person. It was remarkable that there were two such highly skilled doctors, both remarkably young, a testament to the abundance of geniuses in the world.
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The Shawan International Convention and Exhibition Center is located on Shawan Road, between the North Section 1 of the First Ring Road and the North Section 1 of the Second Ring Road in Chengdu. However, it is not on the roadside. Instead, you have to go more than 200 meters west along a convention and exhibition road to reach the plaza of the convention and exhibition center.
The entrance to the square is a framed gate whose decorations and signs can be changed according to the nature of the exhibition. This miniature triumphal arch-style gate is not grand, but it looks very festive. It stands alone in front of the open square, serving as the official entrance to the exhibition. The rest of the square is blocked off by simple barriers, which lead to large open-air parking lots. Entering from those places is very inconvenient, requiring careful maneuvering around densely packed cars. Moreover, since there is no entrance fee for the exhibition, the small triumphal archway sees a particularly large flow of people, creating a very lively scene.
Early risers in Chengdu packed the entrance area of the convention hall with people. Only the side entrance, a dedicated passage for exhibitors, was slightly more spacious. Exhibitors were busy moving medicines and promotional materials, making final preparations.
Lin Yao, Yi Fei, and others, wearing exhibitor badges, entered the exhibition hall through a dedicated passage. The lush greenery, accented with other colors, was refreshing and invigorating, creating a sense of tranquility and well-being. The exhibition, themed "Green, Healthy," eschewed the ostentatious displays of bright red and gold. The booths of large pharmaceutical companies on the first floor were uniquely designed, mostly in an antique style, offering a feast for the eyes.
Minhong Pharmaceutical's exhibition space was not located in the prime location of the first-floor lobby, but rather on the second floor.
The organizers explained that the entire exhibition was attended by eleven provinces and one municipality in western China, and considering the quota allocation for each province and municipality, a pharmaceutical company like Minhong Pharmaceutical, with a very small output value, could not be arranged in the first-floor exhibition hall.
Neither Luo Jimin nor Lin Hongmei complained about this arrangement, but Lin Hongmei still felt somewhat indignant when she mentioned it to her son, Lin Yao, in private. According to her understanding, a pharmaceutical factory with close ties to the organizers also received a booth on the first floor, but that factory relied solely on generic drugs and certain internal orders to maintain production, and its output value was even less than Minhong's monthly output.
"It's because we didn't meet their requirements and rejected the distributor who wanted to represent the beverage." Lin Hongmei glanced disdainfully at the empty space in the office. "It doesn't matter. Good wine needs no bush. With such a good effect, our children's cold medicine has no problem finding a good booth location."
While recalling his mother Lin Hongmei's words, Lin Yao took the escalator in the center of the exhibition hall to go upstairs. Looking at the busy staff of the exhibitors, he couldn't help but feel excited by the lively atmosphere.
It took a lot of effort to find their own booth, so Lin Yao trusted his mother's judgment. This was more than just taking care of the quotas for each province and city; it was practically naked revenge!
The Shawan International Convention and Exhibition Center was established a long time ago, and its exhibition hall structure and layout are not very good. Apart from the exhibition hall on the first floor, which is barely acceptable, the entire layout of the second floor is simply not worthy of the title of an international convention and exhibition center according to current standards.
The exhibition hall wasn't large; the first floor had limited space and booths, while the second floor resembled a transparent open-air balcony, like boxes suspended in mid-air in a large theater. The booths on the second floor were arranged in a circular structure, and although the aisle wasn't wide, it was densely divided into numerous small booths. Lin Yao's first impression was that he had arrived at a free market in a small town. The low aluminum-plastic panel partitions of the booths didn't look high-end either, reflecting the mobile trade style of loading and unloading goods as needed.
The best locations on the second floor with the highest foot traffic are the booths next to the restrooms, which are visible as soon as you come up the escalator. However, Minhong Pharmaceutical's booth is located in the southeast corner, the furthest from the escalator. To reach this location, exhibitors and customers have to walk a long way, basically passing all the booths to the east, before they can see the large characters "Minhong Pharmaceutical".
A booth cost 2800 yuan for three days, with a 500 yuan deposit. The price wasn't too high, but the stingy Lin Caishen didn't spend money decorating the booth. He simply strung up a recyclable green silk cloth, which served as the backdrop for the ten-square-meter booth. There were no dedicated shelves either. At this point, Minhong Pharmaceutical could only offer one product: "Children's Cold Granules." As for the drought-resistant beverage, that wasn't an exhibit at this exhibition.
"Mom, this is too simple, isn't it?" Lin Yao was speechless for a moment, looking at his mother Lin Hongmei with a headache.
"What do you know?" Lin Hongmei, dressed in a light gray office lady outfit, exuded a poised and elegant charm that stood out against the simple surroundings. "Do you think it's necessary to decorate here? We're not doing retail; we're hiring distributors. Why waste money on that?"
"Hello, Young Master Lin!" A young man wearing a short-sleeved white T-shirt was spreading green silk cloth on the old exhibition table. He greeted Lin Yao with a smile, then buried himself in his work, neatly arranging business cards and promotional materials on the exhibition table.
"Just call me Lin Yao, don't call me Young Master Lin, it sounds awkward." Lin Yao nodded in return, and casually picked up the business card on the table to examine it.
Ding Ruonu, Sales Manager.