Zhao Jin muttered to himself as he prepared to leave:
"Honghe Research Institute? I've never heard of that name before, and it's located in Sichuan and Chongqing?"
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Zhang Cang felt he had become arrogant these past two days, even daring to add an extra egg to his jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe).
With the five million investment in hand, not only were the bank loans paid off, but the researchers' back wages were also settled in one lump sum. Most importantly, there was money to buy experimental equipment.
Before we received the investment, the notched beakers in the lab were still in use.
What's even better is that the boss is easygoing, generous with funding, and gets research projects approved in seconds. Life is just too wonderful.
Zhang Cang strolled leisurely toward the company with a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) in his mouth. Before he even entered, he saw a group of people who looked like reporters gathered in front of their dilapidated building.
"They're here! They're here!"
"People from Linong Seed Industry are here!!"
"That's him!!"
A group of people swarmed around him, almost shoving microphones into his mouth.
"Mr. Zhang Cang, is it you who submitted the change of ownership of the research institute some time ago? What is your relationship with Ms. Ren Honghe of the 'Honghe Research Institute'?"
"Mr. Zhang Cang, what is your opinion on this 'Super Radish Incident'?"
"Mr. Zhang, I heard that you submitted an application for plant variety rights for a giant delicious radish to the Forestry Bureau of Sichuan and Chongqing a few days ago. Is that true?"
"Does your company consider continuing to sell giant radish seeds?"
Zhang Cang scratched his head and stammered, "Ms. Ren Honghe is the head of our research institute and an outstanding scientific researcher. As for that 'super radish' you mentioned—"
Immediately, someone held up their phone and shoved it in his face. The video showed a huge harvest of giant radishes, from various angles and with varying levels of clarity.
The high-definition quality even allows you to see the white fuzz on the radish greens.
Zhang Cang swallowed hard.
"I need to contact Ms. Ren Honghe. Please leave first. Our company will provide an explanation later."
Those seeds really can grow into radishes taller than a person?!
Zhang Cang forced himself to remain calm and ran towards the office building, calling Ding Shan and the others as he ran:
"Wake up, all of you, wake up!!"
This is beyond just hitting the jackpot.
This is like their ancestral graves emitting a cloud of auspicious smoke three feet high!
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