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Accompanied by Hua Menglian's whisper, a change appeared on the holographic screen in front of her.

Explanatory text appears above 'prion-1'.

"'Prion-1' is a drug developed by Mr. Zhang Zhai, which can cure prions and at the same time inhibit the inheritance of some hereditary infectious diseases."

"Prions?" Hua Menglian asked again.

In an instant, a detailed explanation about prions appeared on the holographic screen.

Seeing that there is no other treatment for prions other than 'prion-1', a smile appeared on Hua Menglian's face.

This is a monopoly. Is there anything more profitable than a monopoly in this world?

Although the money earned by Xihe Technology does not belong to her, she also feels a sense of accomplishment seeing Xihe Technology's revenue soar.

Hua Menglian's eyes turned to look at the second half of the explanation of 'prion-1', and the smile on her face grew a little bit.

From a commercial point of view, although the former is healing and the latter is just suppression, the latter has obviously more commercial value due to its wider audience.

Hua Menglian continued to look down, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

I saw that at the end of the notice, there was a word about the price.

The general meaning is to tell Hua Menglian not to set the price of the drug too high.

One is that there are not many patients with prions, and second, Xihe Technology does not need to make such money.

"Well, you are the boss and you have the final say." Hua Menglian shook her head and said helplessly.

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Boom..."

"Please come in." Hua Menglian looked away from the holographic screen.

"Crack, da, da..."

The office door opened, and a Terminator walked in quickly.

"Ms. Hua Menglian, this is the 'prion-1' sample that Mr. Zhang Zhai entrusted to you." The Terminator placed a suitcase on Hua Menglian's desk, turned and walked out again.

"Crack!"

The office door closed again, and Hua Menglian looked at the suitcase on the table.

Stretch out your hand, press the button on the top of the box, the box slowly unfolded, and the reddish-brown reagent in the test tube appeared in Hua Menglian's sight.

After a while, Hua Menglian withdrew her gaze from the reagent, turned to look at Xihe's intelligent control system,

"Inform the Purchasing Department to purchase raw materials for 'Prion-1' for production, and at the same time apply to the authorities for clinical trials of 'Prion-1', and at the same time issue an announcement that Xihe Technology will hold a 'Prion-1' press conference tomorrow morning .”

This is not the first time that Xihe Technology has been involved in the field of biopharmaceuticals. After getting a general understanding of 'prion-1', Hua Menglian began to carry out various matters of 'prion-1' in an orderly manner.

...

Zhaicheng Space Center.

Loft lounge.

The outside world gradually started to make noise again because of Zhang Zhai, but Zhang Zhai himself was not affected at all.

At this moment, the lounge seemed a little quiet.

Zhang Zhai had already fallen into a deep sleep, only the sound of even breathing could be heard in the lounge.

...

next morning.

In the lounge where Professor Hu is, Professor Hu, who just learned about 'prion-1' from Xihe's official website, frowned slightly at this moment,

"...Although it can solve the incurable disease of prions, and the 'prion-1' that can also inhibit the inheritance of genetic diseases is also a valuable research result. But it always feels a little strange, and it is strange that I can't tell..."

Professor Hu shook his head, thinking deeply.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind,

"By the way...Compared with gravity simulation technology, grand unified theory, and controllable nuclear fusion, the achievement of 'prion-1' is too far behind. Putting it in this bunch of technologies, it feels dazzling. It doesn't look like Mr. Zhang at all. results will come out.”

"Is my expectation too high? Or is it that the most critical research has not been completed yet?" Professor Hu shook his head, always feeling something was wrong.

"Or..." Professor Hu had some guesses in his heart, shook his head, and didn't think further.

...

Time passed slowly.

When the sun climbed to the right sky again.

Zhaicheng Aerospace Center, comprehensive conference room on the fourth floor.

The sound of debate and discussion continued to ring out in the conference room, and a group of team leaders discussed and studied many issues and details about the construction of the new transmission line and the construction of Qiming City.

Zhang Zhai sat at the front of the meeting room and personally presided over the discussion and research meeting.

According to previous estimates, the perfection of the new transmission line construction plan will be completely completed today.

"About issue No. 835, let's start voting." Zhang Zhai looked at the people in charge in the conference room and said,

"It's still the old rule. Raise your palm in support of Plan 8, and raise your fist in support of Plan 11."

In an instant, the debate in the entire conference room stopped abruptly, and suddenly fell silent.

In the next instant, a pair of hands stood upright.

Zhang Di glanced at it.

Similar to other issues with great divergence, the number of supporters for each plan is distributed in threes and threes, that is, more than 30% support the No. 8 plan and more than 30% support the No. 11 plan. more than 30%.

"Wow..." Zhang Zhai took out a few manuscript papers from the pile in front of him, laid them flat on the table, and motioned to display them in front of the people in charge.

"I have a plan here, let's take a look."

In an instant, all the people in charge focused on Zhang Zhai's plan and began to browse carefully.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Zhai looked at the crowd and asked,

"About this plan, do you have any objections?"

"Mr. Zhang, I have a small question about the use of materials in your plan..." A person in charge stood up.

Zhang Zhai smiled slightly.

Even if it is his plan, it is impossible for all the responsible persons to pass it unanimously without objection, unless he directly makes a final decision.

"About this issue, I mainly consider two points. First..." Zhang Zhai explained to the person in charge.

time flies.

After a while, after several questions from the responsible persons and Zhang Zhai's explanation, the plan proposed by Zhang Zhai was approved, and another issue was declared resolved.

"Continue to discuss the next topic, which is also the last topic of this construction plan improvement work..." Professor Hu got up and said.

After the voice fell, the meeting room became noisy again after only a moment of silence.

Explanations, arguments, rebuttals, discussions... The slightly excited voices of the people in charge filled the entire meeting room.

It is conceivable how big the differences are on topics that can be put aside for discussion at the end.

"Bang bang!" A person in charge patted the table twice excitedly, staring at the other plan directly in front of him to support, and the person in charge on the opposite side might as well show weakness and stare at the person in charge.

It seemed that in the next instant, they could go straight from an argument to a physical altercation.

However, even looking at each other like this, when the person in charge opened his mouth, it was still an extremely logical and organized explanation,

"About Plan No. 23, here I have some simulated data obtained by a quantum computer. From the data, we can see..."

This scene seems a bit weird, the two people are talking professional terms and theoretical data to each other as if they are going to kill.

...

On the front side of the meeting room, Zhang Zhai did not express his opinions lightly, or directly make a final decision, but listened to the opinions of all parties, and continued to write on the manuscript paper with a pen.

Time passed slowly.

The research discussion on the last topic started at noon and continued until the evening. After three votes in the middle, no consensus was reached.

During the period, Zhang Zhai did not express any opinions, and let the people in charge continue to discuss.

finally.

When the fourth voting was about to start, Zhang Zhai stopped Professor Hu who was about to get up, and looked at everyone in the conference room.

"Plan No. 25, let's have a look." Zhang Zhai signaled A1 to present the content recorded on the stack of manuscript paper in front of him to the people in charge.

The meeting room suddenly fell silent.

After a while.

Zhang Zhai's No. 25 plan was passed, and the last issue was resolved!