Drug launch encounters setbacks

"No, brother, you have already spent 20,000 yuan?"

The sound burst out of Tianlinggai and reached the sky, shocking everyone on the construction site and making them look at them collectively.

Zhou Huaiyue raised his eyebrows, "Brother?"

"How about I call you Master? Where did we spend the 20,000 yuan?"

Shen Roujiao's total budget was only about 20,000 yuan, including factory buildings, machinery and equipment, medicinal raw materials... everything.

Every dime is spent carefully, one radish per pit.

If an individual opens a factory without controlling costs, his products will lose competitiveness and cost-effectiveness will be out of the question. The end result will be not only losing the wife but also the army, and ending up in debt.

"Ordering equipment, a construction team, and a small laboratory." Zhou Huaiyue pointed at the invoice and looked up nonchalantly. It was written clearly on it, and she was not illiterate.

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My head was buzzing with anger. It was too early to say "deal". Forget about being the best partner. He was good at making trouble. I had to hurry up and teach him a lesson. I had to calculate how many packs of medicine I had to sell to make back the 20,000 yuan.

"I can't report it! I have no money." Shen Roujiao held her wallet tightly. She didn't want to be the one being taken advantage of.

"No money?" Zhou Huaiyue snorted coldly. If he said he had no money, some people would believe him, but who would believe him if he said she had no money?

He raised his eyes and glanced at her cunning expression, "If you have no money, I can lend you some, but..." Seeing her serious look, Zhou Huaiyue finished his sentence and walked towards the construction team with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Shen Roujiao, who was standing there in a daze, followed him and asked, "But what?"

“I haven’t decided yet.”

Oh! I haven't seen Master Zhou for a few months. He seems to be completely new and can fish now.

"Who is this?" The person in charge of the construction team came towards them and glanced at the girl next to Zhou Huaiyue.

"Oh, she is the director of the pharmaceutical factory."

"She? She is the factory manager?" The person in charge was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Of course, it's not his fault. Shen Roujiao has been facing this kind of doubt recently. She still looks like a high school girl. It would be strange if anyone believed her if she was said to be the factory director.

"Hello, Shen Roujiao." She took the initiative to extend her hand.

"Oh, hello, young factory manager." The person in charge quickly held her hand and added the word "young" before the title of factory manager, which made it much easier to say.

From then on, the outside world knew that there were two factory directors at Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory, one was called the Big Factory Director and the other was called the Small Factory Director. Only internal employees knew that the Small Factory Director was the one who was really in charge.

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Nanshan Village, Ping'an County

The master chef finally failed and the drug “Sanhua Weitai” was launched on the market.

In May, when the Shen family father and son came here, Master Ciyun's spirit had been gradually weakening. She slept for longer and longer periods of time and ate very little.

The design drawings of the Sanhua Medicine Factory were posted on the wall. The master would stare at them when he woke up. When he got tired, he would drink some porridge and then close his eyes to rest.

I received construction photos from my three apprentices one after another. When the factory was completed, the real scene of the workshop, machinery and equipment, medical laboratories... and photos of leaders at all levels visiting the factory were all posted next to the drawings.

Ciyun would often cry while looking at the photos, saying that she really wanted to visit the factory, see apprentice Xianyun, and see the medicine made by the third brother, but unfortunately she no longer had the chance.

Perhaps she knew that her end was near. One morning in early August, Ciyun, who had not eaten for half a month, drank two mouthfuls of thick millet porridge. She asked Jingxuan to wipe her body, changed into a set of clean clothes from head to toe, and tied up her hair.

Supported by two disciples, sitting at the desk, the young nun Lingxi helped Master Ciyun grind ink, and then she picked up her brush and wrote the two big words "Three Flowers".

Afterwards, Ciyun leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and relaxed.

Seeing that her last breath was almost exhausted, Jingxuan hurriedly pulled Lingxi to kneel in front of Ciyun.

"Master..." Lingxi's voice trembled like a sieve, and she couldn't control her tears.

Ciyun slowly opened his eyes, stared at his two disciples with empty eyes, tried to pull up the corners of his mouth, breathed in and out, said a word to rest for a while, and said weakly: "Send the calligraphy to her. I'm leaving, don't tell the third brother. Let her concentrate on making medicine. If the medicine is on the market, you buy more and bury it in front of my grave. My master and I can taste it from below. Jingxuan, Lingxi, Xianyun, you are my three flowers."

Time stood still, Ciyun leaned back in the chair as if she was asleep.

Jingxuan and Lingxi kowtowed three times while crying. They sobbed and recited the spell intermittently: "The Yuanshi is pacifying the world and spreading it to the five directions. The mighty gods of the eight directions make me natural. The Lingbao talisman announces the command to the nine heavens..."

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Shen Roujiao, who has been kept in the dark, is worried about the launch of the drug.

The marketing application of [Sanhua Weitai] is stuck at the health administration department and has not been able to obtain an approval number.

Although Zhou Huaiyue had brought the Sanhua Weitai powder to the capital several months ago and found an authoritative drug laboratory to issue a report, it was impossible to prove that it was derived from traditional classic Chinese medicine powder because of Master Ciyun's prescription.

If a newly developed Chinese medicine powder is used, the formula will need to undergo extensive research and approval, and it may take two to three years, or even longer, to be put on the market.

There were no computers in those days, so even for Zhou Huaiyue, who was a dictionary of medicinal materials, it was not easy to find similar prescriptions in the vast number of Chinese medical prescriptions.

The pharmaceutical factory could not go into production, which meant that it was losing money every day. After receiving the news, the two rushed to the capital as soon as possible.

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In the evening, in the guesthouse opposite Tsinghua University and Peking University, Shen Roujiao opened the door and said to Zhou Huaiyue behind her: "You go back."

"Okay. Tomorrow, I will contact Director Hong and come to see you. Go to bed early." After saying that, he did not move and continued to wait there.

The door opened, and there was a bed in the room, a square bedside table next to the bed, a chair against the wall, and a towel hanging on the washstand in the corner. Although it was simple, it was still clean and tidy.

Shen Roujiao took the big bag from Zhou Huaiyue and placed it on the chair against the wall. She then raised her eyes and glanced at him, "What? Is there anything else?"

"When you go to the women's restroom, lock the door. Don't run around, Beijing is big." He said as he walked into the house and weighed the thermos on the bedside table. There was water. He tested the temperature and it was cool.

At that time, guesthouses all had public toilets and washbasins, and people had to go to the boiler room on the first floor to get hot water.

"I'll go get a bottle of water."

The thermos he picked up was held down, "Brother Huaiyue, no need. Aunt and uncle are still waiting at home, I can get water myself."

Shen Roujiao, who should have been grateful for what she received, was instead grateful for what she received.

In order to prevent Zhou Huaiyue from spending money recklessly again, she borrowed all the more than 30,000 yuan from him several times. As a condition, she had to change the way she addressed him, from teacher, Mr. Zhou, boss, to big brother, uncle, and grandpa. Zhou Huaiyue was not satisfied until he nodded to big brother Huaiyue.

A few days later, he said four more words that sounded uncomfortable.

So, he was called Brother Huaiyue.

Her hands were lifted up, Zhou Huaiyue picked up the thermos and walked out, and when he came back he had two kettles of water.

He placed a thermos next to the washstand and another at the bedside, one for washing and one for drinking.

Since the two resumed their cooperative relationship, Zhou Huaiyue also found a house downstairs from Shen Roujiao's house to facilitate discussions.

There was a lot of dust at the construction site during the day, and they were all covered in dust at the end of the day. They had to wipe it off every night, and then she developed the bad habit of being arrogant and debauched.

After repeating what he had just said, Zhou Huaiyue left.

At night, Shen Roujiao, who was restless after changing beds, was woken up by two men talking next door. They talked very loudly and smoked heavily, and there was a faint smell of smoke passing through the wall.

Shen Roujiao, who was woken up, was forced to listen to their conversation.

"Director Chen of the institute is difficult to deal with. The data cannot be adjusted. This means we have made another wasted trip." The voice was low.

“Can we find someone else?” The man smoking a cigarette blew out a breath and said, “If we adjust just one parameter of this data set, we can get the result we want. What a pity.”

"Those who do research in this field in China can't get around her and her teacher. Her teacher is even more difficult to deal with." There was a sigh at the end.

"Go to sleep, and ask someone tomorrow."

As the next room became quiet, Shen Roujiao also fell into a drowsy sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already past ten in the morning. She had just finished washing up and was about to go downstairs for breakfast when Zhou Huaiyue knocked on the door carrying some delicious food.

"I've made an appointment to have dinner with Director Hong and others tonight. I'll ask for the specific reason then." He peeled the egg shell skillfully and handed it to Shen Roujiao.

"If I have nothing to do during the day, I want to go buy some clothes." She took a big bite of the fried dough stick. The skin was crispy, and the core was soft yet elastic. It was the taste in her memory.

In her previous life, she had studied and worked in Beijing for twenty years, and she had mixed feelings about coming back. She wanted to visit the place where she had lived before, buy two sets of mature and stable clothes, and preferably change her hairstyle.

In the previous life, I always wanted to act young, but in this life, I have to act old. There is a reason why "a person of little influence has little weight".

"Okay. I'll take you there."

"No, I'm familiar with Beijing..." The last words were interrupted by Zhou Huaiyue's sharp eyes. He stared at Shen Roujiao with suspicion, forcing her to change her tone, "Whether I'm familiar with it or not, I really need you to lead the way. Hehe."

Being young has its advantages, for example, you can be bold enough to act stupid.

Zhou Huaiyue frowned: "Are you familiar with me or not?"

The turn was really too abrupt and could not help but arouse suspicion. Although his question was brief, it was extremely serious.

Pretending to be calm, Shen Roujiao drank a sip of warm soy milk and smiled at him, "We are familiar with each other but not the place. Hehe."

Her brows relaxed and Zhou Huaiyue didn't ask any more questions. When his eyes moved to the corner of her mouth, he took the towel from the washstand and let her wipe her greasy mouth.

There was no danger of being startled, and the quick thinking was considered to be a trick. When Shen Roujiao just relaxed and reached out to take the towel, he glanced at her condescendingly and said casually: "It's better."

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Because she let the cat out of the bag in the morning, when they went clothes shopping in the afternoon, Shen Roujiao had to try hard to exaggerate her surprised and curious expression in order to make Zhou Huaiyue believe that this was really her first time in the big city of Beijing.

"Wow! This is Wangfujing." Standing in front of the department store, Shen Roujiao was excited and her surprise was genuine.

After the founding of New China, the first large-scale department store built in Beijing, known as "the first store in New China", was located in front of Wangfujing. In 1980, it was already crowded with luxury cars, all of which were models that could only be seen in automobile museums.

As a top-tier shopping mall, those who can drive here to shop are definitely at the top of the pyramid.

When Zhou Huaiyue locked his bicycle, he looked up and saw Shen Roujiao circling in front of a car, looking very curious.

Just as he was about to call her, two girls got out of the car parked nearby. Zhou Huaiyue looked closely and turned away, but he heard Shen Roujiao's voice behind him: "Girl, what car is this?"