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Jiang Cheng always keeps his word. He went back and approved the proposal. There will be no change to what he decided at the Institute of Biotechnology.
The brightly lit factory was filled with a joyous atmosphere. Kangming Pharmaceutical was about to move towards a larger market, and the senior executives were all beaming. After years of perseverance, they had finally made it to the top. How could they not be happy?
A celebratory banquet was held, and everyone drank heavily, getting completely drunk. In the private room, a middle-aged man in his forties wore a perfunctory smile, his stomach burning with each glass of strong liquor, and no one could tell that he was sullen.
He felt no sense of accomplishment amidst the bustling crowd. Wasn't this what he had always wanted? He had racked his brains and persevered for years, waiting for this day. Now that he had achieved it, why should he cheer and jump for joy?
The wine made Liu Kang feel nauseous, but he couldn't vomit because his heart was even more turbulent.
He still has a conscience, and that's why he's in pain.
He wasn't purely evil.
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"Mr. Liu, why did you suddenly switch to developing drugs for the market? Those high-efficacy drugs have high costs and low sustained returns, which is completely inconsistent with our company's strategy."
In the conference room of Kangming Pharmaceutical, a senior executive frowned and asked, clearly puzzled.
Everyone shared the same question: changing plans on the spot is a major taboo, and no one could understand why the usually shrewd Liu Kang would do such a thing.
"The market for chronic disease medications, even if we take a portion of the effective drugs, would be enough for us. I want to build a good reputation first," he said calmly, his fingers interlaced.
“The income will be many times lower,” the man questioned again.
“It’s okay to earn less,” the biomedical researcher sitting on the right suddenly blurted out.
"If we give up the immediate benefits, will the future gains be substantial?"
Liu Kang didn't speak, but he knew in his heart that there would be many. Mental patients in China, patients suffering from chronic diseases, would be saved because of Liu Kang's decision. Our country would become more and more prosperous and strong. Countless Xiao Lian and Li Baocheng, hidden in the microcosm of society, would suddenly perceive a ray of light in a world full of darkness.
Such gains far surpass anything that wealth can offer.
The list was quickly submitted and delivered to Jiang Cheng's desk, where he opened the file folder.
Jiang Cheng stared at the paper for a long time, a slight smile curving his lips, and then let out a deep breath.
We only live once.
But our nation will live for generations to come.
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