Chapter 297: Important Person from Kyoto Research Institute
The next day, the wind was light and the sky was clear.
It's perfect weather for a trip.
Song Yiyuan planned two routes.
The first route is: have noodles with soybean paste in Nanluoguxiang in the morning, then take a walk in Qianhai, walk to Yinding Bridge to see the scenery of Xishan Mountain. Yinding Bridge is the only place in Kyoto where you can climb up and see the distant view, and finally take a look at the shops in Shichahai.
The second plan is to eat roast duck at Quanjude on Wangfujing Street at noon, and then pack up two pieces to eat at Song's house in the evening.
After dinner, I went to look at the shops, and then went to Xidan and Qianmen Street.
It takes a long time to visit major attractions like the Great Wall, so Lin Qingqing wanted to wait for the Lin family to come over before going there together.
Besides, including today, I haven’t been to the Song family for three days. I can’t stay away forever.
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Lin Qingqing and Song Yiyuan had sex twice last night and didn't go to bed until 8 o'clock in the morning.
Song Yiyuan got up at 7:30, while Lin Qingqing slept until 9:00, and that was just for the sake of the noodles.
When Song Yiyuan saw her get up, he said she wanted to eat noodles with soybean paste, so he drove directly to the old-fashioned noodles restaurant in Nanluoguxiang.
It was past nine o'clock and not lunchtime, so there were not many people in the restaurant. Song Yiyuan ordered three servings of noodles, which came up quickly.
Lin Qingqing took the bowl of noodles and started eating with relish.
Seeing that she had finished the food in her bowl, Song Yiyuan picked up the third bowl of noodles with soybean paste and poured half of it into her mouth.
After eating, the two drove the car to the entrance of Qingshuiju and parked it.
Cross the road and walk to the lake, then follow the guardrail towards Yinding Bridge.
Chat while enjoying the lake view.
The sunlight at the end of August reflected on the sparkling water, and the lake surface was like a mirror, reflecting the scenery in the sky.
A breeze blew by, causing ripples on the lake surface and ruffling Lin Qingqing's hair a little.
She raised her arm and used her slender fingers to hook the loose hair behind her ear.
The sidewalks were filled with people strolling, their steps leisurely, chatting and laughing quietly, making people feel peaceful and calm.
In the distant office of the head of the 97th Army, the phone has been ringing non-stop since yesterday.
Yesterday, I received a few calls from the Kyoto Research Institute, and today, I received a call from the Shaanxi Research Institute.
The goal is the same, to transfer the people who developed the repair pills to work in their respective research institutes.
The last time the pathogen was developed, it was suppressed by the leaders and Deputy Commander Liao, and everyone was ordered to keep it secret.
But this time the repair pills are used in military regions across the country.
Yesterday, the Kyoto Research Institute came up with the final test data and submitted a report to the top leaders.
That afternoon, the top leadership issued an instruction: the nation's top ten state-owned pharmaceutical factories began mass production of the repair pills, which would serve as a regular supply of medicine for Chinese soldiers in the future.
If the production is good, the bottles will be distributed according to the military rank so that everyone has a bottle.
The presidents of the three major research institutes heard from somewhere that the prescription came from the 97th Army, and they all called the head of the 97th Army - the commander - to find out where the prescription came from.
The leader received several calls, but later he simply stopped answering them and ran to Wang Qiwei's office to wait.
"Ring, ring, ring~"
Commissioner Wang glanced at the leader who was sitting on a bench and drinking tea leisurely.
"You're hiding away, and the phone calls are coming to my office."
He said this but still picked up the phone.
"Hello, I'm Wang Dekai, the secretary of the 97th Army."
An elderly man's gentle voice came from the other end of the line: "Hello, I am Director Ruan of the Kyoto Research Institute."
"Hello, who's calling?"
Committee member Wang Qi pointed at the telephone receiver and signaled to the leader.
"I heard that the military has newly produced a recipe for repair pills. Did your unit get it?" the old man asked politely.
"That's right." Wang Xiwei also replied with a smile.
"Since there is such a talent, the Kyoto Research Institute welcomes her to join." The old man said with a little excitement.
Wang Wei was speechless. This... was robbery?
The chief saw that Wang Xiaowei's face looked like he was constipated, so he asked in a breathless voice, "What did you say?"
"President Ruan said this: this person is a highly confidential talent of the state and cannot be exposed at the moment. She has no plans to go to the Kyoto Research Institute."
The old man's tone lost its warmth. He snorted coldly, "What secret-keeping talent? I already know she's a lesbian."
"You have no idea of the medical shortages and difficulties facing China right now. Several countries, including the United States, are humiliating and oppressing us. The Chinese people cannot wait to get treatment. Do you know that we spend hundreds of millions of dollars every year to buy imported drugs produced by them..."
The older man got angrier and angrier as he spoke, and in the end he was just roaring.
Wang Wei pursed his lips and listened, without a trace of impatience on his face.
Instead, he felt that President Ruan was a good comrade who cared about the country and the people.
But talents are hard to come by, and they can't let Lin Qingqing be exposed like this. Who knows if there will be enemy spies who will spread the news and put her in danger.
After the old man finished speaking, Commissioner Wang said gently, "President Ruan, as a soldier, I appreciate your sincere consideration for the Chinese people. However, if this person were exposed, it would easily lead to a fatal disaster. Other countries do not allow us to have such talents."
The old man was silent for a moment, knowing that what Wang Xizhi said was reasonable and that other countries were watching them.
"We will protect her, too." The old man said firmly.
"Every time one more person knows, there's an extra risk. If the higher-ups are willing, we'll convey this message to them and let them make their own decision. But others can't. Please forgive us for following military orders."
Wang Xiaowei also replied in a serious tone.
"Okay, then we'll communicate this matter with the higher-ups. Sorry for disturbing you." The old man also calmed down.
Wang Qi hung up the phone and glared at the leader: "Solve one."
The chief laughed out loud: "Haha~ I knew you could do it. Look, when I talk to them on the phone, I can only argue and never get through. It's really you who are good at speaking, Dekai."
"Go, go, go back to your office."
Wang Qiwei waved his hands vigorously.
The chief smiled broadly again, stood up, opened the door and went back to his office.
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