Chapter 431 Factory Manager Su is recruiting top-tier madmen online!

The car screeched to a halt at the back gate of the pharmaceutical factory.

This place has changed.

The wasteland that was originally piled with miscellaneous items was leveled by bulldozers, revealing the yellowish-brown foundation.

Dozens of workers wearing safety helmets were measuring and setting out lines, and the roar of the pile driver was so loud it made people's eardrums tingle.

Chen Xinyue, wearing a yellow hard hat and holding a stack of documents, was arguing heatedly with a man who looked like a contractor.

"No! Absolutely not!" Chen Xinyue's voice was somewhat shrill. "The floor of the cleanroom must be epoxy self-leveling flooring; cement flooring is absolutely unacceptable! Even if it costs more, it has to be done!"

The foreman looked helpless, threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out: "Engineer Chen, why bother? When we built factories before, we just smoothed out the cement floor and it worked just fine. What's this 'leveling' stuff? I've never even heard of it. Where are we going to find the materials?"

"If we can't find it, we'll go to the provincial capital. If we can't find it there, we'll go to Guangzhou!" Chen Xinyue retorted, her face flushed red.

Su Yue pushed open the car door, jumped out, and strode between the two.

"Do as Engineer Chen says." Su Yue took the documents from Chen Xinyue without even glancing at the foreman. "I'll have the logistics department send you the materials list this afternoon. The materials need to be delivered within three days. If you can't do that, we'll replace you. The line of people wanting to take on the Blue Ocean project is stretching all the way to Haian Port."

The contractor was speechless, and sheepishly picked up the blueprints from the ground and left.

Chen Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, her shoulders slumping: "Sister, you've finally arrived. These people are so difficult to deal with, they want to cut corners on everything and have absolutely no idea about GMP standards."

“From now on, for things like this, just fire them.” Su Yue put the hard hat on Chen Xinyue’s head and helped her fasten the strap. “From today onwards, you are the technical director of Blue Ocean Biopharmaceutical Factory. On this construction site, you have the final say on technical standards. If Huo Wenxuan dares to give orders to save money, you can fire him too.”

Huo Wenxuan, who had just walked over, happened to hear this and tripped, almost falling flat on his face.

"Fine, I'm the one being subservient." Huo Wenxuan wiped the dust off his face. "Director Su, I won't worry about the money, okay? As long as you say you want to buy it, I'll cover the cost. But there's one thing: when will the equipment arrive? Lin's has sent two supervisors to keep an eye on the progress every day."

Su Yue took a telegram out of her bag and handed it to Huo Wenxuan.

“Pierre’s ship is scheduled to arrive next Wednesday. But there’s a problem.” Su Yue pointed to the last line of the telegram. “This batch of equipment is precision instruments, and customs is very strict. The paperwork might get stuck. Moreover, the dozens of kilometers of dirt roads from the dock to here mean that if even a single screw gets damaged, we can’t afford to repair it.”

Huo Wenxuan took the telegram, his brows furrowing in worry.

"This is definitely a minefield. Last time, when we were transporting that batch of bottling lines, two bearings were damaged, and it took half a month to repair them. This time, it's a precious shipment worth millions."

Just then, Su Yue's pager went off.

She glanced down and saw Gu Beichen's message: Call back immediately.

Su Yue walked into the temporary shed and picked up the dusty red telephone.

"I am Su Yue."

Gu Beichen's calm voice came from the other end of the phone, with a cacophony of commands mixed in the background.

"I heard you're having trouble transporting your equipment?"

Su Yue was taken aback: "Your information network is quite impressive. Huo Wenxuan just finished reporting to me, and you called right away. Did you plant a radar around me?"

“I’m your husband, I have that kind of intuition.” Gu Beichen chuckled, then his tone became serious. “Leave the transportation to me. Next Wednesday, the military region’s logistics department has a batch of supplies to be transported back from the dock, which happens to be on the way. I’ll send a motor transport company over there, and use the air-cushioned shock-absorbing vehicles used for transporting missiles to haul your equipment.”

Su Yue tightened her grip on the microphone.

A missile transport vehicle. Those are military treasures; they're not even allowed to touch them normally. And now they're using it to haul her fermentation tanks?

"Is this... in accordance with the rules?" Su Yue hesitated. "Don't let my situation cause you to make a mistake."

"Blue Ocean Pharmaceutical Factory is a key project of the province and a co-construction unit of the military region. Besides, your equipment is for producing life-saving drugs and belongs to strategic materials." Gu Beichen's voice was full of unquestionable domineering power. "I have already reported to Commander Zheng and will handle this as a special case. Not only will you have the vehicle, but I will also have the engineering company pave that bad road for you."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yue stepped out of the work shed and felt that the sun outside was a few degrees brighter than before.

"Huo Wenxuan!" Su Yue shouted at the man in the floral shirt who was directing the excavator in the distance, "Don't worry! The transportation problem is solved, someone will be our porter!"

Huo Wenxuan ran over, looking suspicious: "Who is it? Someone with such a big reputation?"

“The most beloved person!” Su Yue slapped the telegram on his chest. “Tell Pierre to pack the equipment properly. If even a single hair is missing, I will hold him responsible.”

Over the next month, the Blue Ocean Factory became a massive battlefield.

During the day, Su Yue and Chen Xinyue kept a close eye on every detail at the construction site.

From the depth of the foundation to the grade of the reinforcing steel, from the direction of the ventilation ducts to the slope of the drainage system, nothing is too small.

At night, she would lie on her desk in the office, sifting through a mountain of resumes to select candidates.

“This one won’t do. He has solid theoretical knowledge but has never been to a lab.” Su Yue threw a resume into the trash can. “This one won’t do either. His ideas are too outdated and he can’t accept new technologies.”

Huo Wenxuan brought in two boxed lunches, looked at the scraps of paper all over the floor, and exclaimed, "My goodness, factory manager, these are all graduates from prestigious universities! Are you picking and choosing vegetables? This won't do, that won't do, our factory is about to become a command post with no one left."

Su Yue took the lunchbox, opened the lid, and found braised pork again.

“I need soldiers who can fight, not old men who come to retire.” Su Yue picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth. “Biopharmaceutical manufacturing cannot tolerate the slightest carelessness. One operational mistake and the entire batch of drugs is ruined. That’s a loss of hundreds of thousands, and even more so, lives.”

She pulled a resume from the corner of the table, with a black and white photo attached to it.

The person in the photo is young, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and has a somewhat dull look in their eyes.

“Send an urgent telegram to this person and ask him to come for an interview.” Su Yue pointed to the name on the resume, “Zhao Xueyuan, formerly a researcher at the Shanghai Institute of Biology. He was ostracized for insisting on bacteriophage research and is now making cardboard boxes at the neighborhood office.”

Huo Wenxuan leaned over for a look: "Making cardboard boxes? Su Yue, you're not kidding, are you?"

“I’ve read a paper he published five years ago about the extraction of bacteriophage lysins. Although the technology wasn’t mature back then, the idea was incredibly advanced.” Su Yue slammed her resume on the table. “This kind of person is the kind of madman I’m looking for.”