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Chapter 493, Want money? Or do you need dignity? (Part 1)

After receiving the invitation from the owner, more than a dozen reporters flocked in. The suite, which seemed extremely spacious and luxurious, suddenly became a little crowded.

Fortunately, Zhang Bo helped Qin Luodeng's room to set up a meeting room, so he could arrange all the reporters to take a seat.

Su Can was busy making tea for the guests. Li Qingcheng sat next to Qin Luo and said in French: "Welcome to all reporters. The gentleman sitting next to me is Qin Luo, who is a very famous doctor in China-----"

Before she finished speaking, the reporters held up their cameras and bombarded Qin Luo. Some reporters who were still impure in mind would also take a few photos of Li Qingcheng when taking Qin Luo------

In the eyes of the French, this charming and enchanting Chinese woman has their hometown style. Her facial features are delicate and plump, which suits their aesthetic tastes. Even if the newspaper does not require photos, it is a wonderful thing to take it home to collect it yourself.

Li Qingcheng sat upright on the sofa with a smile on his face and posed for a dignified, elegant, generous and decent look. However, Qin Luo was not used to being photographed by reporters at such close distance. The flashing lights made his eyes difficult to separate. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest. This indifferent expression that did not take the reporters seriously, was not intimate or alienated, was really like a master monk.

Li Qingcheng was very satisfied with Qin Luo's performance. After many practices and experiences, this man already had a lot of experience in how to show off. Not only did he have a good view of the overall situation, but he even had a good control of some details.

When the reporters stopped taking photos, Li Qingcheng said: "Mr. Qin Luo has lived in China for a long time and does not understand French. Therefore, I will be his translator. If you have any questions, please ask me. I will translate the original text to Mr. Qin Luo. Of course, I will also answer Mr. Qin Luo's answer."

Maisie knew Miss Translator. Yesterday, he had a dispute with Li Qingcheng at the entrance of Wang's Chinese Medicine Pharmacy. Finally, there was the news that caused a sensation in Paris that "Chinese miracle doctors refused to treat French people and dogs."

He took the lead in asking questions and said sharply: "Miss Translator, I want to know, has Mr. Qin seen the report I wrote yesterday?"

"I've seen it." Li Qingcheng glanced at Qin Luo and said, "I translated it for him."

"So, what do he think?" Maiss smiled proudly: "Do you still have to stick to your principles to treat only Chinese people, not French people or other races?"

Li Qingcheng was pretending to translate the reporter's question to Qin Luo. Qin Luo said: "Since it is a principle, you must stick to it to the end. Otherwise, what is the principle?"

Li Qingcheng smiled and translated the original text to the reporter.

The reporters were surprised, and a female reporter with brown hair said, "Mr. Miracle Doctor, I wonder why you are so stubborn. Are you an extreme nationalist who hates any race except your own compatriots?"

"I love my compatriots and do not hate any other race." Qin Luo replied. At this time, even if I really hate any ethnic group in my heart, it is impossible to speak in front of reporters. In that case, it may cause a huge shock.

"I have collected your information on the Internet and know what you are doing in Korea. Do you want to treat France like Korea?" asked a man with a mustache.

"No. These are two completely different countries and nations." Qin Luo simply denied. "And, we form the most direct competition and promotion relationship with Korean medicine. However, there is no such competitive relationship with France. All we have is the purest friendship."

Li Qingcheng laughed while translating. This guy is really suitable to be a diplomat. He has all the two characteristics that he needs to have to be a qualified diplomat: beautiful words and shamelessness.

All the reporters' speculations were denied by Qin Luo, which made everyone very surprised.

Since these reasons are not the case, why do you make such a choice? Why do you refuse to treat the French?

It was still Maisses who asked, who was more loyal to the latter between the romantic and gentle Frenchman and the sharp and mean journalist. "Mr. Doctor, I think there is always a right answer. Otherwise, you have no reason to refuse to treat me. Or, give us a reason that can explain to Paris?"

Qin Luo didn't speak for a long time after listening to Li Qingcheng's translation.

After his actions, everyone's eyes were all on his face, rather than just staring at Li Qingcheng and waiting for the answers she translated.

After a long time, Qin Luo sighed softly and said, "It's not that I don't rule the country for the French. I can't. I don't dare."

Can't? Don't dare?

When the miracle doctor broke the news, all the reporters' gossiping hearts began to burn.

"Mr. Miraculous Doctor, why did you say such words? Is there something else in it?"

"What is not allowed? What is not afraid?"

"Yes. Has anyone stopped you from treating the French? Who is it?"

"Mr. Doctor, let's talk to us. We will listen quietly and then help you get justice-----"

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Li Qingcheng waved his hand and said, "Everyone asked questions one by one. There are too many questions, and I can't translate it for Mr. Qin Luo. He can't answer so many questions at once."

Maiss said: "Miss Translator, we have only one question. Why can't the miracle doctor treat the French and dare not treat the French? He only needs to answer this question."

Li Qingcheng nodded and translated this question to Qin Luo.

Everything I did before was just to lay the groundwork for this answer. Qin Luo had known for a long time that they would ask this question, which was also the question Qin Luo hoped that they would ask. Therefore, he had already discussed the answer with Li Qingcheng.

"It's the French government." Qin Luo said. "It's the EU."

Li Qingcheng quietly translated Qin Luo's answer in French, and all the reporters were confused.

"Absurd." Maisie sneered. "This answer is really ridiculous. Will the French government stop you from treating the French? Will the EU come and say to you, 'Mr. Doctor, I don't allow you to treat any French or other Europeans except the Chinese,'? Is that true?"

"The French government did not directly stop me, and the EU did not come over to say this to me." Qin Luo said: "But your legal provisions prohibit me from doing this."

"Sorry. I don't know that our law has such a provision." said the brown-haired female reporter.

Li Qingcheng waved, and Su Can sent a stack of printed relevant information.

Li Qingcheng took the information and distributed it to every reporter present. Then he held a copy in his hand and said, "Please pay attention to the text clauses with black lines underneath."

The reporters lowered their heads to study and found that a bold black line was drawn under such a paragraph: "On March 31, 2004, the EU issued the "Traditional Plant Medicine Registration Procedure Directive". The directive stipulates that all plant medicines sold in the EU market must be registered in accordance with this new regulation and can only be sold after obtaining a marketing license. At the same time, the directive stipulates a seven-year transition period, allowing herbal products sold in EU countries in various identities such as food to be sold until March 31, 2011."

Qin Luo waited until they finished reading these words and said earnestly: "Did everyone see it? This is a law promulgated by the EU in 2004. This regulation will be cancelled in less than half a year. All traditional Chinese medicines cannot be sold and used in the EU.----How can I treat you? After I treat you, I will definitely prescribe Chinese medicine for you. But can I prescribe Chinese medicine for you? No. At that time, you can use the Chinese medicine I prescribe for you to sue me for crimes---------the herbs I prescribe are all illegal and are prohibited in the EU."

Qin Luo's eyes flashed through the faces of the reporters one by one, and he said solemnly: "Mr.com, this is the reason why I said I can't and dare not. Can you understand?"

The reporters were silent.

They can understand the dilemma faced by miracle doctors, and they can understand the dilemma faced by traditional Chinese medicine. As miracle doctors said, if they take the unfinished Chinese medicine to sue the miracle doctors, the court will convict Qin Luo of the case. At that time, this huge compensation will make a person lose everything.

"Questions." Maisses refused to give up. "You said you were afraid that someone would sue you with unfinished herbs. So, why did you dare to treat Chinese people? Do you mean that the quality of French people is not as loyal and kind as you Chinese people?"

Maisis is the main figure who hyped up the social hotspots of "Chinese miracle doctors refuse to give to French people and dogs". He was very unwilling to let the matter end like this. Deep down, he was unwilling to accept Qin Luo's explanation.

Only when this incident continues to be prosperous can his fame rise.

"The Chinese are more familiar with traditional Chinese medicine and understand traditional Chinese medicine." Qin Luo said. "They can also accept traditional Chinese medicine. I believe that they will support our national culture and technology. If even they are willing to stand up and sue me---I am willing to take such responsibility. And he will also accept the condemnation of the nation."

"I can't accept this explanation," said Masses.

"I accept it." The brown-haired female reporter said: "If even my tribe members do not believe in their medical skills, then this kind of cultural technology will inevitably decline and decline. The miraculous doctor is very risky to do this, but it is also a test for my tribe members----"

"I accept it too. This rule is really scary----If the miracle doctor really did that, maybe he would have to live with a boxed lunch in the future--------"

"Mr. Miracle Doctor, I promise you with my conscience as a media person that every word you say today will appear in our newspaper-----"

After listening to Li Qingcheng's translation, Qin Luo stood up and bowed ninety degrees to these journalists.

"People, please."

Although Massis was unhappy, his peers were all rebellious and he had no choice but to do anything about it.

After the interview, the reporters said goodbye one after another.

When Massis stood up and was about to leave, Li Qingcheng walked over and said with a smile: "Mr. Massis, I am very interested in your report yesterday. Can you stay and discuss it alone?"

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Chapter completed!