Along with Hua Menglian's whisper, changes 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 inhibit the inheritance of some hereditary infectious diseases."

"Prions?" Hua Menglian asked again.

Instantly, a detailed explanation about prions appeared on the holographic screen.

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

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

Although the money earned by Xihe Technology does not belong to her, she still feels a sense of accomplishment when she can see Xihe Technology's revenue surge.

Hua Menglian turned her eyes and looked at the second half of 'Prion-1''s explanation, with a bigger smile on her face.

From a business point of view, although the former is a cure and the latter is only a suppression, the latter has a wider audience, so the latter effect obviously has more commercial value.

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

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

The general meaning is to ask Hua Menglian not to set the price of the medicine too high.

Firstly, there are not many prion patients, and secondly, there is no need for Xihe Technology to make such money.

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

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Dong dong..."

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

"Click, click, click..."

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

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

"Crack!"

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

He reached out and pressed the button on the top of the box. The box slowly unfolded, and the reddish-brown reagent contained in the test tube appeared in Hua Menglian's sight.

After a while, Hua Menglian looked away from the reagent and turned to look at the Xihe intelligent control system.

"Notify the purchasing department to purchase the raw materials for the production of 'prion-1', and at the same time apply to the official 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 having a general understanding of 'prion-1', Hua Menglian began to carry out various matters related to 'prion-1' in an orderly manner.

…

Zhaicheng Space Center.

Rooftop lounge.

The outside world gradually began to become noisy 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 fallen into a deep sleep, and only the sound of even breathing could be heard in the lounge.

…

The next morning.

In the lounge where Professor Hu is located, Professor Hu, who just learned about ‘prion-1’ from Xihe’s official website, is frowning slightly at this moment.

"...Although 'Prion-1', which can solve the incurable disease of prions and inhibit the inheritance of genetic diseases, is a valuable research result. But it always feels a bit strange, indescribably strange..."

Professor Hu shook his head and thought deeply.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind,

"By the way...compared to gravity simulation technology, grand unified theory, and controllable nuclear fusion, the gap between the results of 'Prion-1' is really huge. If you put it among this bunch of technologies, it feels dazzling. It doesn't look like Mr. Zhang at all."

There will be results.”

"Are my expectations too high? Or maybe the most critical research has not been completed yet." Professor Hu shook his head, feeling that something was wrong.

"Or..." Professor Hu had some vague guesses in his heart. He shook his head and did not think further.

…

Time passes slowly.

When the sun rises to high altitude again.

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

Arguments and discussions continued in the conference room, as a group of team leaders discussed and studied many issues and details regarding the construction of new transmission lines and the construction of Qiming City.

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

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

"Regarding 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 palms to support Plan 8, and raise your fist to support Plan 11."

In an instant, the arguments in the entire conference room stopped suddenly and became silent.

The next moment, a pair of hands stood up.

Zhang Zhai glanced at it.

Similar to other highly divisive issues, the number of people supporting each plan is distributed in a 30-30 distribution, that is, those who support Plan 8 and Plan 11 each account for more than 30%, and the remaining people who did not raise their hands and expressed support for the other plans also accounted for 30%.

More than 30%.

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

"I have a plan here, please take a look."

In an instant, all the people in charge focused their attention on Zhang Zhai's plan and browsed it carefully.

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

"Do you have any objections to this plan?"

"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 unanimously approve it without any 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.

A moment later, after questions from several persons in charge and Zhang Zhai’s explanation, the plan proposed by Zhang Zhai was passed, 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 stood up and said.

After the words fell, the conference room became noisy again after only a moment of silence.

Elaboration, argument, refutation, discussion... the slightly excited voices of the responsible persons filled the entire conference room.

If an issue can be put aside for discussion until the end, one can imagine how big the differences will be.

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

It seems that in the next moment, they can go directly from an argument to a physical conflict.

However, even as they looked at each other like this, the person in charge still explained in an extremely logical and organized manner.

"Regarding Plan No. 23, I have some simulation data obtained through quantum computers. We can see from the data..."

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

…

In the front of the conference room, Zhang Zhai did not express his opinions easily or make a final decision directly. Instead, he listened to the opinions of all parties and continued writing on the manuscript paper with a pen.

Time passes slowly.

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

During this period, Zhang Zhai did not express any opinions and allowed the people in charge to continue the discussion.

finally.

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

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

The conference room suddenly became quiet.

After a while.
Chapter completed!