After Lin Qingqing had lunch at home, she went to the Medical Research Institute to work.

There's been so much to determine lately.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she was discussing the construction of the materials factory with Mr. Lin in the office when the phone suddenly rang.

"Ring, ring, ring..."

Lin Qingqing answered the phone and it was Secretary Ye on the other end.

Secretary Ye said, "General Lin, the trade fair in Country M has concluded. It was a great success. The drug prices were twice as high as in China. Preliminary statistics show that the revenue was over 100 billion. Although some countries placed orders out of respect for the four countries, the vast majority of the orders were for those drugs."

Lin Qingqing's eyes darkened.

These four countries in Country M do have strong appeal.

But the more you collect now, the more trouble you will have later.

She is waiting for the moment when the credibility of these four countries collapses.

"Okay, I understand."

Hearing Lin Qingqing's slow voice on the phone, Secretary Ye hung up.

Lin Qingqing turned the pen over and tapped the table with the pen tip.

I feel a little happy.

Her voice was clear and bright: "Mr. Lin, the M Country Trade Fair has ended, and we collected over $100 billion."

"More than one hundred billion US dollars!"

Mr. Lin almost jumped up from his chair.

More than 100 billion US dollars, or more than 500 billion Chinese yuan.

Their one event is equivalent to China holding sixty times.

Oh my god!!

Country M is really good at cutting leeks.

Fortunately, China has President Kobayashi.

Otherwise, so much foreign exchange will end up in the pockets of other countries.

Fortunately! Fortunately!!

"This purchasing power should be the standard level for countries around the world. If nothing unexpected happens, the revenue from the Third China Pharmaceutical Exhibition will be around $50 billion."

Lin Qingqing thought about it and smiled slightly.

Old Lin's eyes gradually lit up.

This is equivalent to China holding a trade fair in the future and earning more than 250 billion Chinese yuan at a time.

This is too... too... much!

Held four times a year, wow, the Chinese people must eat meat every day.

Mr. Lin jumped up from his chair in an instant and paced back and forth in the small office.

He can't wait to hold a medical trade fair.

Reap the benefits from all the countries that placed orders at the M Country Trade Fair.

Oh, there's no point in being anxious now.

They have to stand on the shoulders of the M Country Trade Fair in order to stand higher.

"Dean Xiaolin, I admire you so much!"

Mr. Lin praised with a flushed face.

At this point, their plan was half completed.

In a moment of excitement, Mr. Lin clenched his right fist and smashed it hard on the palm of his left hand.

"Dean Xiaolin, shouldn't we have a drink tonight for such a good thing?"

Lin Qingqing naturally had no objection.

He smiled and asked, "Okay, I'll ask the pharmaceutical factory cafeteria to arrange a table for us tonight. How about using the national tribute Maotai?"

Elder Lin puffed out his chest and said, "This wine is suitable."

"Then it's settled. I'll go share this great news with Lao Shi and Lao Li."

Before he finished speaking, he strode out of the office.

Lin Qingqing glanced at the various matters concerning the materials factory that were being discussed just now and said, "Okay, let's decide later."

The old man was so happy that he didn't know when he would come back.

She took out another notebook and tapped the table with the tip of her pen, wondering if she could apply to Professor Xu in the Huaqing University laboratory in another month to work on a research project with Jiang Haixia.

Western medicine surgery needs to be developed quickly.

Human organs, heart stents and other projects that do not yet exist can all be studied.

At half past four, Mr. Lin came with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.