The commune called Wu Bo back once again.
Director Yang himself has a problem with Lin Ying's matter.
But he stubbornly stuck to his old story. Even after his father-in-law's side fell from power, he still wouldn't admit it.
It wasn't until Lin Ying stepped forward and produced an envelope with a postmark that the situation became clear.
"I have a habit of making a backup of things I share with others, putting it in an envelope, and mailing it to myself. Didn't you say I couldn't prove that this thing is mine?"
You can check the dates on the ten design proposals from the commune, and when Secretary Wu first presented the proposal. When was that?
The postmark date on this letter was earlier than that.
Moreover, it contains not only a design scheme that came earlier than the original, but also an original document written on carbon paper.
"Didn't you notice that the plan you're seeing is a carbon copy?"
Director Yang was dumbfounded. Wu Bo valued that plan very much, but he had never seen it. How could he know that it wasn't the original?
Because of pressure from the military, and the municipal government's desire to curry favor with Lin Ying.
Director Yang was removed from office on charges of abusing his power for personal gain, damaging company interests, and harming employee rights.
Wu Bo was clever; he directly complained to the city leaders.
The last Party Secretary was ousted in a chaotic mess. And now they've pulled this stunt again.
He just didn't want the people of Fanxing Town to freeze or starve to death in the freezing weather. Why are there always people who can't stand to see him doing well?
If you really can't find a good leader, then you shouldn't come at all.
What kind of behavior is this, making this place so messy and chaotic?
Wu Bo's words were taken to heart by the leaders.
Everyone knew what was going on, so they just comforted him and told him to focus on his work, as the leaders recognized his contributions.
After Director Yang stepped down, Wu Bo wanted to rehire Lin Ying, but Lin Ying refused.
She didn't want something like this to happen again.
The envelope in Lin Ying's hand remained unopened, so it was still valid.
From then on, she would just wait for the commune to give her money, and she wouldn't get involved in anything else.
Therefore, nothing unexpected happened to Director Yang's niece, who originally thought her job was in jeopardy.
Because she didn't bully others here, and because she was new and somewhat timid, Lin Ying didn't reveal her identity. No one expected that she was Director Yang's niece.
Lin Ying demanded justice, and naturally, she also had to repay the favor.
Lin Ying didn't mince words and directly gave Shan Yubang a drug formula.
Nothing else was said.
When Shan Yubang saw the instructions for the wound medicine powder, he knew Lin Ying had tricked him. She hadn't given him what he wanted at all. However, Lin Ying had written that this wound medicine had anti-inflammatory and quick-stopping effects.
This made Shanyu Bang's heart flutter.
Thinking that such a small favor could get Lin Ying to come up with such a formula, it seemed like it was quite acceptable.
He stopped worrying about it and took the formula directly to a testing institution to test whether its efficacy was as miraculous as Lin Ying had described.
However, after he took the prescription out, he realized that this seemingly simple prescription was not so simple after all.
Shan Yubang knew nothing about medicine, so at first he thought the prescription was nothing special. However, when the prescription was shown to someone who knew about medicine, the old man fell into deep thought.
"This prescription is good, but it's not suitable."
Shanyubang was dumbfounded. What did this mean?
"Is there something wrong with this prescription?"
The old man glanced at Shan Yubang. He had already said it was very good, so what could be the problem?
"Among these ingredients, there are three very rare herbs. I'm certain that if this medicine were made, it would have the effects described in the prescription, but the price of these herbs is also very high. There's simply no way to make it widely available in the military."
Shanyubang pondered for a moment: "Can you estimate how much it will cost to produce this dose of medicine?"
The old man thought for a moment and conservatively estimated, "The cost of one portion is at least around one hundred. For it to become widespread, unless there's a substitute or the medicinal herbs can be artificially cultivated, this price will never go down."
Shanyubang's eyes lit up: "Alternative medicinal herbs?"
The old man wanted to dissuade Shanyu Bang: "If the medicinal herbs are replaced, the efficacy will be greatly reduced. You probably won't be able to achieve the effect you want."
Shanyu Bang replied, "It's alright. There are priorities, and bloodshed is no exception. Good medicine is used for serious illnesses, but ordinary bumps and bruises still need to be treated, don't they?"
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