Chapter 450 From a deserted island to a biopharmaceutical base, slapping everyone in the face!
Huo Wenxuan carried in a case of soda: "Come on, come on! This is celebratory wine sponsored by Blue Ocean Factory! One bottle for everyone, all you can eat!"
"Deputy Factory Director Huo, you said it yourself!"
"From now on, you'll be in charge of all the costumes for our performing arts troupe!"
Everyone was laughing and joking around.
Chu Jingya sat on the prop box to the side, looking at the vivid smiling faces, and turned another page in her sketchbook.
This time, she did not draw any specific images.
She drew a ball of fire.
A wildfire that burns eternally on this island.
"What are you thinking about?" Gu Beixiao walked over and handed her an opened bottle of soda.
"I'm thinking about the next script." Chu Jingya took a sip of the soda, which was orange-flavored and very sweet. "Bei Xiao, I think I've found something more interesting than what I'm doing in Beijing."
“Then stay here.” Gu Beixiao sat down next to her. “Although this place isn’t as bustling as the capital, it has a human touch.”
"Mmm." Chu Jingya leaned on his shoulder. "It's only interesting if it has a human touch."
The sea breeze swept away the summer of 1972, and also turned the second batch of sea buckthorn berries at Hongxing Farm yellow.
A few months is enough time for the steel skeleton on that barren beach to be filled with flesh and blood.
In Workshop No. 1 of the Blue Ocean Biopharmaceutical Factory, the air undergoes three-stage filtration, making it so clean that not even a single dust mite can be found.
Zhao Xueyuan, dressed in a full set of sterile clothing, floated around in front of the huge stainless steel fermentation tank like a ghost.
He held a pocket watch in his hand, staring intently at the pointer on the pressure gauge.
"Three minutes to go."
Chen Xinyue stood in front of the control panel, her finger hovering over the red start button, her eyes behind the goggles bloodshot from lack of sleep.
Su Yue stood behind the glass curtain wall on the second floor, her hands in the pockets of her white coat, looking down at the enormous machine that was emitting white steam.
This is the final trial production run.
If the activity index of this batch of bacteriophage stock solution meets the standards, a production launch ceremony that will shock the whole country will be held here at 10:00 AM tomorrow.
"Director Su, the Lin Group just called."
Huo Wenxuan pushed open the door and came in, holding a mobile phone in his hand—it was specially sent by Lin Zhihong, who said it was for easy communication, but actually he just wanted to monitor the progress at any time.
Su Yue didn't even turn her head: "What did you say?"
"Old Master Lin wants to hang the Lin Group's logo in the center of the stage at tomorrow's ceremony, one size larger than our Blue Ocean's logo."
Huo Wenxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, clearly exhausted from the phone call. "He said it's international practice, and investors take priority."
Su Yue turned around, took out a White Rabbit milk candy from her pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth.
“Tell him that this is Hainan Island, not a port city. Here, there is only one custom.”
She pointed to the bright five-star red flag directly above the workshop.
"The national flag is the most important, followed by the blue sea. If the Lin family wants, they can hang a sign in the corner; if not, they can leave it alone."
Huo Wenxuan grinned, straightening his back instantly: "Alright! I've been waiting for you to say that! That old man still wants to play the role of us who's taking over the host's place, doesn't he even know whose territory this is?"
A cheer suddenly erupted from downstairs.
Zhao Xueyuan abruptly removed his mask and waved the test report in his hand towards the second floor, his face, which rarely saw sunlight, turning bright red.
"It's a success! 99.9% activity! 0.1 percentage points higher than the lab data!"
Su Yue bit into the milk candy in her mouth, and the sweetness exploded on her tongue.
It's done.
The next morning.
Colorful flags fluttered and drums resounded at the entrance of the Blue Ocean Biopharmaceutical Factory.
A long line of more than a dozen jeeps and Hongqi sedans completely blocked the newly paved asphalt road.
Almost all the provincial leaders were present. Commander Zheng was wearing a crisp military uniform, and the gold stars on his shoulders were dazzling in the sunlight.
Vice President Li, along with a group of senior experts from the Academy of Sciences, gathered early at the entrance of Workshop No. 1, pointing and commenting on the German-imported equipment with expressions of envy, jealousy, and resentment.
"This Su Yue is truly a spendthrift."
Vice Dean Li touched the casing of an ultracentrifuge and clicked his tongue in amazement, "This thing, our institute has been applying for foreign exchange for three years but it hasn't been approved. She, on the other hand, bought two of them."
An elderly expert next to her pushed up his glasses and said, "I heard that she poured half a year's profit from her daily chemical factory into this batch of equipment. We old folks can't match that kind of boldness."
A long, black Lincoln slowly drove into the factory area, looking completely out of place.
The car door opened, and Lin Zhihong stepped out, leaning on a walking stick. He was dressed in a dark red Tang suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he was followed by four bodyguards wearing sunglasses, looking quite imposing.
Su Yue went to greet her.
She wasn't wearing her military uniform or work clothes today; instead, she wore a well-tailored dark blue suit, and her hair was styled in a bun, making her look capable and sharp.
"Mr. Lin, welcome." Su Yue extended her hand, neither humble nor arrogant.
Lin Zhihong glanced at the podium.
In the very center was a huge national flag, flanked by the logo of Blue Ocean Pharmaceutical Factory. As for the Lin Group's logo, it was shrunk to an inconspicuous display board, mixed in with the "Partners" section.
Lin Zhihong's face twitched slightly, and he grasped Su Yue's hand with a forced smile: "Director Su, well done. You take my money but won't give me any face."
"Mr. Lin, you flatter me."
Su Yue tightened her grip slightly, shook his hand twice, and then let go. "Money is for making money, not for buying face. As long as 'Hunter-9' can be sold all over Southeast Asia, your face will be more useful than hanging on the wall."
Lin Zhihong was taken aback, snorted coldly, and walked towards the VIP seats with his cane.
10 o'clock sharp.
The offline ceremony officially began.
The flashbulbs went off like they were free, and reporters from provincial newspapers, military newspapers, and even Xinhua News Agency surrounded the podium.
Commander Zheng spoke first, setting a very high standard, directly elevating the Blue Ocean Factory to the level of a "national defense medical logistics base".
When it was Su Yue's turn to speak, the entire room fell silent.
She walked to the microphone and adjusted the height. There was no script.
Two years ago, some people said that Hainan Island was a deserted island, and that only coconuts could be grown and fish and shrimp could be raised there.
Su Yue's voice, clear and resolute, resounded throughout the factory area via loudspeakers.
"Today, we stand here on Asia's most advanced bacteriophage production line. We are not producing ordinary drugs, but biological missiles targeting drug-resistant bacteria."
In the audience, Zhao Xueyuan and Chen Xinyue, along with their group of tech fanatics, straightened their backs, their eyes reddening.
"Some people asked me why we spent millions of dollars to import equipment and why we were developing such high-tech equipment on this remote island."
Su Yue glanced at Lin Zhihong sitting in the first row, and then at Vice President Li.
"Because life knows no borders, but technology does. We don't want to have to beg foreigners for an antibiotic when our child has a persistent high fever. We want to take life into our own hands."
Thunderous applause erupted.
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