Chapter 451 A reasonable price domestically, twenty times more expensive abroad
Commander Zheng clapped his hands until they were red, then turned to Gu Beichen beside him and said, "Your wife's words are worth ten divisions."
Gu Beichen sat in the corner, his hat brim pulled low, covering most of his face, but his eyes, which were exposed, were full of undisguised pride.
That was his woman.
Amidst the intense anticipation of everyone, Su Yue pressed the start button for the production line.
The red indicator lights lit up one by one, and the machine emitted a deep rumble.
The conveyor belt slowly turned.
The first batch of beautifully packaged "Hunter-9" freeze-dried powder formulations slid off the production line in perfect unison, like soldiers in formation.
Each glass bottle is printed with a line of eye-catching small print: Made in China.
Lin Zhihong sat in the audience, looking at the bottles of pale yellow powder, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knees.
He's a businessman, and his sense of smell is sharper than anyone else's.
He knew this was more than just medicine; it was a gold mine.
More importantly, Su Yue's words just now completely shattered his idea of keeping the technology for himself.
This matter has risen to the national level. If he dares to have any ulterior motives, let alone make money, it will be a problem whether he can even leave Hainan Island.
"Old Lin."
Su Yue appeared in front of him at some point, holding the first box of finished medicine that had come off the production line.
"This is a souvenir for you. Number 001."
Lin Zhihong paused for a moment, then took the box of medicine.
On the packaging box, the Blue Ocean logo is a wave supporting a red cross, simple and powerful.
"Director Su, you've won." Lin Zhihong sighed, handed his walking stick to the bodyguard, and held the box of medicine in both hands. "The additional three million US dollars from the Lin Group will arrive tomorrow."
"It's a pleasure to cooperate with you." Su Yue smiled and turned to walk towards Vice Dean Li.
Vice Dean Li was holding a vial of medicine up to the sunlight, as if he wanted to see right through the glass bottle.
"Old Li, stop looking, you won't see anything special anymore," Su Yue joked.
"This is good stuff." Vice President Li carefully put the medicine back into the box. "With this, we'll have a voice in the international medical community. By the way, Old Zhang from the Ministry of Health just called me and said he wants to order the first batch of 30,000 doses to support the Northwest."
“No problem,” Su Yue readily agreed, “but we’ll have to wait in line. The General Hospital of the Military Region has already sent us the slip of paper.”
After the ceremony, reporters swarmed around.
"Director Su, can this medicine really cure superbugs?"
"Director Su, I've heard that this medicine is more expensive than gold. Can ordinary people afford it?"
Su Yue stopped and faced a dozen microphones.
"The effectiveness is shown by data; we don't engage in false advertising. As for the price..."
She paused, her gaze sweeping over everyone present.
"Blue Ocean's original intention was to save lives. Domestically, we will implement the national guidance price and will never allow ordinary people to sell their houses for medical treatment. As for exports... that's a different story."
A burst of laughter and cheers erupted from the crowd.
Huo Wenxuan stood to the side, rapidly calculating with an abacus, muttering to himself, "The export price has increased tenfold... no, twentyfold... we're rich, we're really rich this time."
The noise continued until evening.
After seeing off the last group of leaders and reporters, the factory area finally returned to tranquility.
The setting sun cast long shadows across the massive factory buildings, and a faint smell of disinfectant filled the air.
Su Yue sat on the steps of the office building, rubbing her stiff cheeks from smiling.
A pair of military boots stopped in front of her.
Gu Beichen was holding two aluminum lunch boxes, which contained braised pork and white rice from the cafeteria.
"You must be exhausted."
He sat down next to her, opened his lunchbox, and handed her the chopsticks.
"It's alright." Su Yue took the lunchbox and shoveled a big mouthful of rice into her mouth. "It's just that dealing with those old foxes is mentally taxing."
Gu Beichen watched her wolf down her food and reached out to wipe a grain of rice from her mouth.
"You were dazzling on stage today."
"That's right." Su Yue swallowed the meat in her mouth and said indistinctly, "Don't you even know whose wife she is?"
Gu Beichen smiled and put all the lean meat from the other box into her bowl.
"Commander Zheng just spoke with me."
Su Yue paused, her chopsticks still: "What did you say?"
"I'm telling you your security level needs to be raised. From now on, you must bring bodyguards when you go out." Gu Beichen's voice deepened. "Although the Lin family has backed down, there are still many people eyeing this piece of meat. Especially those overseas pharmaceutical giants, they'll probably make a move soon."
Su Yue snorted nonchalantly, "I'll kill one if one comes, and two if two come. With you, my deputy chief of staff, as my bodyguard, what am I afraid of?"
Gu Beichen didn't speak, but simply took her left hand, which was resting on her knee.
His hands were rough and warm, calloused from years of handling guns, yet they gave her the greatest sense of security.
Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out at the factory gate.
"Let us in! We want to see Director Su!"
"Please, please save my child!"
Su Yue and Gu Beichen exchanged a glance and stood up at the same time.
Outside the large iron gate, a middle-aged couple in tattered clothes were kneeling.
The man carried a five- or six-year-old child on his back. The child's face was sallow, his eyes were closed, and he was barely breathing.
The security guards were trying to dissuade them, but the couple clung tightly to the iron railings and refused to let go.
"What happened?" Su Yue walked over quickly.
"Director Su!" The head of the security department saluted. "These two are from out of town. They said they read the newspaper and took the train overnight. Their child has sepsis, and the hospital has issued a critical condition notice."
When the man saw Su Yue, it was as if he had seen a living Bodhisattva. He kowtowed repeatedly until his forehead bled.
"Director Su! Please have mercy! The doctor said only your medicine can save my life! I have money! I've even sold all the cows in my house!"
With trembling hands, the man pulled a dirty cloth bag from his pocket. Inside was a wad of crumpled change and a few grain coupons.
Su Yue looked at the cloth bag, then at the dying child.
That's the meaning behind all of this.
It wasn't for Lin Zhihong's US dollars, nor for Vice President Li's praise, nor even for making Blue Ocean a Fortune 500 company.
It was for this moment.
"Open the door," Su Yue commanded.
"But factory manager, this isn't in accordance with the rules..."
"I am the rule!"
Su Yue pushed open the iron gate, walked up to the man, squatted down, and touched the child's forehead.
Scalding hot.
"Pick up the baby and come with me to the infirmary." Su Yue turned to look at Huo Wenxuan. "Go to the cold storage and get a vial of medicine from batch number 001. We need it now."
Huo Wenxuan was taken aback: "Isn't that supposed to be left to the museum?"
"Human life is more important than a museum."
Half an hour later.
In the infirmary.
The pale yellow medicine dripped into the child's delicate veins through the IV tube.
The couple knelt by the bed, staring at the IV drip, not daring to breathe.
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