Chapter 460 The Lin Family is Completely Finished!

That composure and magnanimity that emanated from his very being instantly suppressed the atmosphere of the entire room.

She walked step by step onto the podium.

Every step felt like it was stepping on Lin Jianguo's heart.

The leader presented her with the award, hanging the heavy pure gold medal around her neck, and held her hand while saying several words to her.

On the big screen, Su Yue was given a close-up shot.

She smiled, her eyes bright and resolute.

There was no ecstasy, no pride, only a calm acceptance of "it should be this way."

"Thank you to the country, and thank you to my team."

Su Yue stood in front of the microphone, her gaze sweeping across the audience.

Finally, the image focuses on the trembling figure in the third row.

"This technology belongs not only to the blue ocean, but also to every Chinese person suffering from illness. Some people have tried to buy it out with US dollars, and some have tried to block it with their power."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried through every corner of the room via the speakers.

"But I'm standing here today to tell those people."

Su Yue slightly raised her chin, a gesture befitting a victor.

"China's backbone cannot be bought away, nor can it be bent by pressure."

"puff--!"

Down in the audience, Lin Jianguo could no longer suppress the surging blood in his chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the pristine white tablecloth in front of him.

"grandfather!"

"Old Lin!"

The surrounding area was in complete chaos.

Lin Jianguo clutched his chest, staring intently at the radiant woman on the stage.

He was unwilling to accept it.

He spent half his life navigating the treacherous waters of the business world, scheming against countless people, only to ultimately lose to a mere young girl.

We lost completely.

Even their last shred of clothing was stripped off.

Su Yue watched Lin Jianguo being carried away on a stretcher, her face expressionless.

This is the price.

At this moment, Gu Beichen walked onto the stage carrying a bouquet of flowers.

He was still in military uniform, the gold stars on his shoulders shining brightly.

In front of thousands of people, and in front of the cameras broadcasting nationwide.

This man, who was usually as cold and hard as iron, knelt on one knee and presented the flowers to Su Yue.

"Congratulations, Dr. Su."

Su Yue accepted the flowers, her eyes slightly red.

She knew that this kneeling was more than just a congratulatory gesture.

It is also a promise.

It was a declaration to the world that Gu Beichen was determined to protect this woman.

Inside the hall, applause thundered and lasted for a long time, and flashes of light illuminated the stage as if it were daytime.

Su Yue looked down at the man kneeling in front of her.

The flowers in his hand were still wet with dew, a stark contrast to the cold, hard medal on her chest.

"Get up." Su Yue reached out, her fingertips brushing against the calluses on his palm. "Do you want tomorrow's front page of the Reference News to be all about your knees?"

Gu Beichen didn't move.

He pulled a velvet box from his pocket and opened it with a snap.

Inside lay a brooch shaped like a bauhinia flower, with a ruby ​​set in the flower's center that shone like fire under the spotlight.

"I missed your graduation ceremony, I missed the ribbon-cutting ceremony for the factory." Gu Beichen took out the brooch, his movements so steady that it didn't seem like he was giving a gift, but rather like he was defusing a bomb. "This honor belongs to the country, but you belong to me."

He pinned the brooch to the collar of Su Yueyue's white cheongsam.

A ruby ​​pressed against white silk, like a drop of heart's blood.

"Get up, Commander Gu." A dignified yet kind voice came from the side.

The applause fell silent instantly.

The leader walked over surrounded by guards, and a rare smile appeared on his face as he looked at the young couple.

"Young people have guts, good." The leader patted Gu Beichen on the shoulder and turned his gaze to Su Yue, "Dr. Su, your 'hunter' not only saved people, but also strengthened the backbone of the country."

Su Yue bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant: "Science and technology have no borders, but scientists have a motherland."

"Well said." The leader gestured to his secretary behind him. A red-headed document was handed over. "With a straight back comes a strong fist. The organization has decided to approve the establishment of the 'National Institute of Biosafety,' with you as its first director. Blue Ocean Factory is officially incorporated into the national establishment and will enjoy the benefits of a key military industrial unit."

A collective gasp rippled through the audience.

This is not just an award; it's a get-out-of-jail-free card.

From now on, anyone who wants to mess with Su Yue should first consider whether their head is as powerful as the state apparatus.

"And one more thing." The commander turned back to look at Gu Beichen. "Comrade Gu Beichen, in view of your meritorious service in guarding the southern radar station and cracking the overseas spy case, the Central Military Commission has approved your promotion to senior colonel and appointment as the division commander of a certain unit on Hainan Island."

A 30-year-old teacher.

The youngest in the entire military region.

Gu Beichen snapped to attention and gave a crisp military salute: "Serve the people!"

"Both scholarly and martial," the leader commented, waving his hand. "Go, tonight belongs to you."

The ceremony has ended, but the turmoil has only just begun.

Outside the Great Hall of the People, the winter wind in Beijing was biting, but the steps were sweltering.

Those socialites who usually looked down on others now swarmed around Su Yue, their faces full of flattery.

"Director Su, this cheongsam really accentuates your figure. Who is the master who designed it?"

"Director Su, I heard that Blue Ocean has a face mask that can make your skin look ten years younger? My face has been so dry lately..."

"Oh, Director Su, do you need a piano teacher? My daughter just returned from studying in the Soviet Union..."

Su Yue maintained a polite distance. She knew that these people weren't looking at her, but at the "National Special Award" medal on her chest and the two bars and four stars on Gu Beichen's shoulder.

"Excuse me, everyone." Gu Beichen took a step forward, his tall figure blocking the scent of perfume and the glitter of jewelry. "My wife is tired."

He opened the door of the brand-new BJ212 Jeep parked by the roadside; the seats were covered with soft wool blankets.

Just as Su Yue was about to get into the car, a sharp, piercing sound tore through the crowd.

"Get out of my way! I'm her great-aunt! You unfilial brat, you don't recognize your elders now that you've won an award?"

Old Mrs. Lin, leaning on her dragon-headed cane, pushed aside the police tape and rushed over. Her hair was disheveled, and she was panting heavily. Clearly, the Lin family's downfall had been a difficult time; all her precious jadeite was gone, leaving her with only a jade bracelet of mediocre quality.

She lunged at the car door, trying to grab Su Yue's sleeve: "Su Yue! My old man is coughing up blood in the hospital, and you're here gloating? You ingrate! Pay up! The Lin family's accounts are frozen, you must have cash!"

Gu Beichen frowned, just about to make a move.

"Bad grandma!"

A small shell shot out from the rear of the cannon.

Gu Ping'an stood on the bicycle step, hands on his hips, glaring down at the hysterical old woman.

"Who's the ingrate?" Gu Ping'an made a face, sticking out his tongue. "You're the old witch in the storybook! My mom isn't a wolf, she's a great hero! You're just a bad guy trying to steal my candy!"

"You...you little bastard!" Old Mrs. Lin raised her cane to strike.

Gu Ping'an didn't dodge at all. He pulled out the wooden gun and smacked the old woman's nose: "Bang!"