Chapter 404 This thing is money to buy your life

Huo Wenxuan panicked. He paced around his office twice, his tie loosened. "Su Yue, wake up! We're in the daily chemical business, not pharmaceuticals! Crossing industries is like crossing a mountain. If we mess this up, Blue Ocean is finished! This 500,000 is our lifeline. If the cash flow dries up, we can't get raw materials, and we can't pay our workers' wages, we'll be in chaos before those people in Beijing even cause trouble!"

He placed his hands on the table, leaning forward, exuding an air of authority: "I know you want to save people, you want to work on bacteriophages. But can't you be a little more cautious? Even if it's next year?"

"I can't wait."

Su Yue stood up, took out a murky reagent bottle from the canvas bag, and gently placed it on the table.

"Old Huo, do you know what this is? This is something that will become hard currency in this world in the future. We sell face cream, that's how we make money from women. But this stuff is money to buy life."

She walked around the desk, went to Huo Wenxuan's side, and patted him on the shoulder.

“I know you’re scared. I’m scared too. But what business in this world is guaranteed to make money? If there is, it can only be a monopoly. Bacteriophage technology is a monopoly. If we don’t do it now, and wait for other countries to react, we’ll just be following in their footsteps and eating their dust.”

Huo Wenxuan looked at the bottle of reagent, then at Su Yue's young but ambitious face.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the report, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the wastepaper basket.

"Crazy. Absolutely crazy." He cursed, then turned and walked to the map, jabbing his finger hard at the barren land to the west. "This land belongs to the village, I'll negotiate. As for the equipment, I'll go find that Frenchman Pierre and get him to come up with some channels. But Su Yue, let me make this clear: if we lose money, I'll come to your house and eat my way into bankruptcy!"

Su Yue smiled: "It's enough to fill you up."

Having dealt with Huo Wenxuan, the only remaining hurdle is dealing with his family.

At the dinner table, Su Yue shared her idea of ​​building a pharmaceutical factory.

Zhang Huilan was picking fish bones out of Ping An when her chopsticks paused for a moment.

She didn't understand anything about biopharmaceuticals or cash flow; she only understood one thing—her daughter-in-law was about to do something big again, and it was going to be difficult and expensive.

"Moon," Zhang Huilan placed the deboned fish meat into the peace bowl, "Mom doesn't understand those grand principles. Mom just wants to ask one question: isn't this a good thing that benefits the country and its people?"

"Yes," Su Yue nodded, "It can save many people."

"Let's do it then." Zhang Huilan put down her chopsticks, took out a cloth bag from her inner pocket, and opened it layer by layer. Inside was a bankbook and a few pieces of gold jewelry that were quite old.

"This is the money Mom saved up for her coffin over the years, and also this little something Grandpa Beichen left me. It's not much, but it's a token of my affection." Zhang Huilan pushed the cloth bag in front of Su Yue. "We Gu family members may not have any other skills, but we're tough as nails. As long as it's the right thing to do, we'll support you even if we have to sell everything we own."

Su Yue looked at the pile of loose change and jewelry, and her nose tingled with emotion. She pushed the things back: "Mom, the money is enough. I just wanted to let you know so you wouldn't be too busy to take care of the family later."

"Don't worry about things at home, I'll take care of things here." Zhang Huilan patted Su Yue's hand; her palm was rough but warm.

It's late at night.

The island wind carried a salty smell and rattled the windows.

Su Yue sat on the edge of the bed and dialed the number in Beijing that she knew by heart.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Hello?" Gu Beichen's voice was a little hoarse, obviously he had just woken up, or perhaps he hadn't slept at all. The sound of turning over documents could be faintly heard in the background.

"It's me." Su Yue pulled her feet under the covers and softened her voice.

"Still not asleep?" Gu Beichen's voice instantly became much clearer. "Has something happened at the factory?"

“Nothing happened.” Su Yue paused. “I just wanted to tell you something. I’m thinking of expanding the factory and setting up a biopharmaceutical plant to produce bacteriophages. It will probably require… my entire fortune.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Su Yue's fingers tightened slightly as she gripped the receiver.

She knew how much pressure Gu Beichen was under. Qin Zheng had just come out, and the situation in the capital was still unclear. At this time, for her to make such a big move from the rear was undoubtedly walking a tightrope.

"Gu Beichen, if you don't think it's right, then I'll..."

"How much is missing?"

Gu Beichen interrupted her, his voice deep and powerful, without any hesitation.

"What?"

"I'm asking you how much money you need." Gu Beichen seemed to chuckle. "Your entire fortune? Then include me. My allowances over the years, though not much, can still add a brick."

"Aren't you afraid I'll squander all our family's wealth?"

"I'll support you even if you squander it all." Gu Beichen said domineeringly. "Su Yue, if you want to fly, then fly. If the sky falls, there's someone taller to hold it up. You charge ahead, and I'll supply you with bullets from the rear. Go ahead and do whatever you want with the pharmaceutical factory. If anyone dares to trip you up in this, I'll show them why flowers are so red."

Su Yue couldn't help but smile, and the huge weight in her heart was finally lifted.

"Okay. Then I'll really go all out and get to work."

"Mm." Gu Beichen paused, his voice softening. "Take care of yourself. Don't let me see you've lost weight when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yue walked to the window.

The moonlight shone on the sea, making it sparkle.

Since everyone supports it, there's nothing to hesitate about.

The next morning, she slammed the "Feasibility Report on the Construction of a Biopharmaceutical Plant" along with the experimental data from "Hunter-9" onto the desk of the provincial government office.

It was a thick stack of books, with at least two hundred pages, all packed with useful information.

Less than three days later, a jeep from the provincial government drove into the Blue Ocean Daily Chemical Factory.

The team was led by Director Liu of the Provincial Medical Products Administration, followed by five or six elderly experts with gray hair. They all wore thick-rimmed glasses, held notebooks, and looked as serious as if they were conducting a surprise inspection.

"Director Su, stop with the empty talk." Director Liu was also a decisive person. He got out of the car and went straight to the laboratory without even taking a sip of water. "This report is full of flowery words, saying that it can kill drug-resistant bacteria. Seeing is believing."

Without wasting any words, Su Yue gave everyone a white coat and led them directly into the core experimental area.

Under the microscope, that "massacre" in the microscopic world is played out once again.

When several senior experts witnessed firsthand how the originally stubborn Staphylococcus aureus rapidly ruptured and perished like a deflated balloon under the onslaught of "Hunter-9," a collective gasp filled the laboratory.

Even the oldest professor with the whitest hair was trembling with excitement.

He took off his glasses, rubbed his reddened eyes, and pointed at the microscope: "This...this is a treasure! The country desperately needs this! If we can mass-produce it, we can hold our heads high in the international biomedical field!"

Although Director Liu didn't understand the technology, he could read the old professor's reaction.

He immediately made the decision: "Director Su, the province will fully support this project! We'll provide the land you need, and the manpower you need!"

After the inspection, Director Liu did not leave in a hurry.

He pulled Su Yue to the end of the corridor in the administration building, looked around, and lowered his voice: "Little Su, there's something I need to tell you in advance."