May 1, 1985.

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

The streets in Beijing are wide and flat, and the main streets are full of roads that are ten or twenty meters wide. Even so, there are almost no roads for cars to pass through when commuting and getting to get off work. Thousands of workers, one person and one bicycle, ensure that the road is twice as wide as possible and can be filled with stuff.

This is not the first time that Yang Rui has gone out on a bicycle, but it is the first time that he has traveled with the army of office workers during work hours.

He looked around curiously and tried hard to control the balance of the bicycle, but his curiosity was quickly smoothed out by the congested traffic, and replaced by his deep disgust of traffic jams.

If the boredom index of driving a car when you encounter traffic jam is 1, the boredom index of riding a bus when you encounter traffic jam is 2, the boredom index of driving an automatic car when you encounter traffic jam is 3, the boredom index of driving a manual car when you encounter traffic jam is 4, and the boredom index of riding a bicycle when you encounter traffic jam is 4321.

Not only Yang Rui was bored, but the people around him were also sweating and were chattering and scolding.

Especially the representatives of the working class wearing various factory uniforms, they even cursed the rhythm and characteristics.

The traffic lights in front of them look very close, but they flash faster. The red light seems to be endless, and the green light seems to be out as soon as it lights up.

Seeing that it would take at least two groups of people to cross this intersection, Yang Rui couldn't help but look around and found a kind-looking person who was chatting without saying a word: "Are you going to work normally today? Is it so congested here every day?"

"How can I get so congested in normal times? Not everyone has come out today." A cadre with four pockets behind Yang Rui's body was annoyed. He had been tired of waiting. Seeing someone chatting with him, he immediately opened up and said, "If it is so congested in normal times, I have to get up half an hour earlier. I heard that the government is already planning to restrict the bicycles, saying that it is to register bicycles, and the odd and even numbers, and the single number bicycles should not come out. Take the bus to relieve the pressure. At that time, it is probably not like this?"

"The bicycle with single numbers is limited to traffic, so why don't you just ride a double number out?"

"Does your family buy 4 bicycles?"

"Someone can afford it."

"If you can afford it, ride it, but there are not so many people."

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

The four-door cadre looked at Yang Rui even more strangely and said, "I just started working. Labor Day, what is Labor Day? It means labor. By the way, you are also an organization in the unit, where are you going?"

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

"do what?"

"Do you need to do hygiene or something." Yang Rui had no choice but to explain it randomly.

"Street hygiene? It's okay. We're in trouble this year. We contracted the trees next to the road and brushed lime on the trees. It was dirty and tired. The leader who was chewing at the dog sold us again." The cadres in the four pockets were also anxious and couldn't help but curse.

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

"I'll change it when I'm here. I'll have to have a meeting before and after work. I'm not good at wearing dirty clothes. Besides, not everyone is brushing lime. There are always people who do logistics and carry bags for the leader, right? The leader who chews the dog..."

With this four-door cadre, the bored person who was waiting spontaneously held a competition to scold the leader.

After listening for about ten minutes, Yang Rui finally got over the traffic light.

As soon as we arrived at the office building of the committee, the rolling traffic was scattered and formed a single environmentally friendly bicycle. As usual, Yang Rui parked the car into the parking shed at the door, carried a shoulder bag, and walked in.

Compared with the committees of other scientific research institutions, the GMP committee, which undertakes more important tasks, is obviously superior to others, especially with its own office building, which is incomparable to other loose committees.

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

Yang Rui also smiled and nodded, but did not stop and headed straight to his office.

It was only after Yang Rui came to this office building that he realized the reason why Professor Cai strongly recommended him to enter. As a newcomer without a unit and a deep academic background, the GMP Committee can provide Yang Rui with solid and constantly accumulating power.

In just a few weeks, Yang Rui received ten times more invitations to dinner than before.

In less than a month, when everyone mentioned Yang Rui again, they had become member Yang in the GMP committee, and no one would talk about students anymore.

The only thing that is a bit troublesome is human relations.

The domestic economic environment is steadily rising, but if you want to say that any industry has always been very good, it is pharmaceutical factories.

Although today's medicines are cheap, they are not particularly cheap. If you look at the per capita salary, the fewer ones are limited. However, for pharmaceutical factories, the most important part is that the proportion of public medical care is very high, and urban residents can even reimburse more than 80% of the medical expenses. In this way, the sales of medicines will be very large.

Moreover, unlike other industries, the added value of the pharmaceutical industry is very high. Even old drugs half a century ago, such as sulfonamide, or penicillin 30 years ago, their technical content and added value are not comparable to small township factories. In addition, the natural policy and industrial thresholds make domestic pharmaceutical factories always feel comfortable in their operations.

However, China does not have a truly comfortable enterprise. The natural enemy of pharmaceutical factories is the Ministry of Health and various institutions under the Ministry of Health. Among them, the newly established GMP Committee includes the newly established GMP Committee.

Unlike 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 factories a protective advantage after the GMP committee gives clear documents. This risk is something that senior cadres are not willing to contact at all.

In addition to the professional attributes of drug production, the official documents issued by the GMP Committee have always been written only in the office, which will become the imperial edict above the pharmaceutical factory.

Whether a drug can be put into production, whether a drug being produced can continue to be produced, whether the production of a pharmaceutical factory can be expanded, and the extent of errors of some pharmaceutical factories that have problems all need to be filtered through the GMP committee.

In essence, the GMP committee has become a fuse valve for health officials, and almost all risky decisions have officials thrown to the GMP committee.

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

In addition, making major decisions that affect many people's lives based on one's own profession and practice is to some extent a bit addictive.

Even Yang Rui could not control such temptation.

So much so that he spent 10 hours a week, or even 20 hours on the GMP committee, he didn't feel bored and wasted time.

In fact, since Yang Rui joined the GMP committee, the morale of the researchers in the Ion Channel Laboratory and Huarui Laboratory has increased significantly, which seems to partially offset Yang Rui's efforts.

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

From a 21st century perspective, such an office is simple, but in Sijiucheng in 1985, such an office is luxurious, even better than the offices of officials of the Ministry of Health.

Yang Rui threw his shoulder bag on the desk, dragged it out of the face wash stand from behind the door, poured hot water, and then started washing his hands and face.

The face wash frame is a shelf with thick iron wire. There is a large ring at half a person's height, which can be placed in a washbasin. A thin small iron rack is erected behind the large ring to facilitate hanging towels. If you make better, you will naturally have carvings and paints. If you make simple, just like a three-dimensional pencil drawing, it doesn't matter.

The wash rack in Yang Rui’s office is very simple, but every morning, someone will collect cold water into the washbasin in advance and put a pot of hot water under the washbasin.

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

After he finished washing, there was no need to pour dirty water. Naturally, there would be representatives sent by the pharmaceutical factory to help the committee members in the building clean up and scrub.

During the first few days, Yang Rui was still a little uncomfortable with such treatment, but now, he is still inseparable from the representatives of these pharmaceutical factories.

After all, in the era when there was no tap water and water heater, it was so convenient for someone to serve.

Yang Rui packed up and sat at the desk. After sitting down, he opened the file box on the desktop with his own key. The box contained the files to be read today. Most of the time, it was a task assigned by the committee, and there were inevitably various political studies.

The GMP committee learns from the West model, with a total of 32 members, but most of the tasks and decisions are not decided by all members, but are completed by non-fixed three-person or five-person teams.

This move saves the energy of the members and strengthens the power of the members from another perspective. The difference from the officials is that the power of the members increases and the responsibility increases accordingly.

Officials can easily use the GMP committee as a fuse valve, but the committee members can only use their own knowledge to do insurance.

Dongdong.

There were two knocks on the door, and someone pushed the door in and smiled and said, "Commissioner Yang, I brought some hot water over."

Yang Rui looked up and smiled and said "Thank you".

The person entering the door was Feng Manrong, the representative of Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory. She smiled at all times and helped Yang Rui change the kettle with quick hands and feet, scrubbed the already clean face holder, and took the washbasin with one hand.

After a while, Feng Manrong took back the washed basin, scrubbed the wash rack again, and gently sprinkled some water on the ground.

The ground is made of concrete and it is easy to get dust.

Yang Rui thanked again.

Feng Manrong smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's a slight effort."

"It has reduced my workload a lot." Yang Rui smiled and said, "I'm not sure if I can't even work when I go home."

"That's easy. I'm idle every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Why not go and scrub it for you. I'm fast and can be done in twenty or thirty minutes." Feng Manrong gave an extremely enthusiastic answer.

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

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

Yang Rui looked up in surprise and said, "I know a little."

"Our factory happens to have a tennis court. If Member Yang is free, it's better to come and play." Feng Manrong looked at Yang Rui and said, "Our factory director specially hired professional tennis players from the sports team. It's very convenient to be a coach and a sparring team."

"So amazing." As far as Yang Rui knows, the cost of playing tennis is low. Not to mention the venue and rackets, it is not cheap to prepare dozens or hundreds of tennis balls at one go, and a pocket of tennis is basically a must-have for practicing serving.

In addition, tennis has less popularity and audience in China than bowling.

Feng Manrong smiled and handed over her business card, saying, "It's not amazing. Our factory manager likes to play. He happened to find an open space. If you have time, call me and I'll make arrangements for you. Anyway, it's empty."

Yang Rui took over the business card and Feng Manrong said tactfully.

The door is closed.

Yang Rui thought about it and took out all the files in the file box and checked the units submitted for review in turn.

The last letter raised, indeed, there was “Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory” hanging.

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

In the next three minutes, Yang Rui was deeply shocked.
Chapter completed!