Chapter 1317
: Refusing the £10,000, Maker's Pharmaceutical Factory Gets Scammed for Free; Li Ai
The area of the Railway Pharmaceutical Factory was less than one-tenth that of the Meck Pharmaceutical Factory.
The reason is simple: the pharmaceutical institute does not have many advanced original drug synthesis processes.
Generic drugs and original drugs may have similar formulas, but their efficacy differs greatly.
Take penicillin for example. Penicillin can be produced domestically, but the purity is not up to standard, resulting in significant side effects and a high risk of allergies.
In later generations, the effects of generic drugs manufactured by some pharmaceutical companies will be known.
For ordinary people, cheap medicine is a good thing, but they value effectiveness even more.
Therefore, unless it is impossible to buy the original drug, most people will still choose the better original drug.
What Li Aiguo was to "learn" at the Meke Pharmaceutical Factory was mainly the synthesis process of the original drug.
The process is very complex and involves multiple disciplines such as organic chemistry, bioengineering, and fluid mechanics.
Even with the help of reference materials, it takes senior researchers several years to study.
This is why Scarlett felt comfortable letting Li Aiguo visit the workshop.
Even if he were a Nobel laureate, it would be difficult for him to understand these processes and steal any secrets.
Unfortunately, she underestimated Li Aiguo.
In just a few days, Li Aiguo visited various places and used system points to purchase pharmaceutical technology.
The two corroborate each other, which not only clarifies the synthesis process of the drug, but also allows for some improvements.
To put it bluntly, the pharmaceutical technology that Li Aiguo now possesses is invaluable to any family with insufficient medical resources.
Even in later generations, some of these technologies are not outdated. If they were brought back, they could bring about a qualitative leap in the entire pharmaceutical industry.
During these past few days, Scarlett, while accompanying him, also intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the treatment at the Maker Pharmaceuticals and the company's prospects.
But this young man is really a sly one.
Each time, they only touched on the edge, without going into depth, and cleverly changed the subject.
Today, after receiving a sudden call from the Medical Association, Li Aiguo left immediately.
"So, it's been five whole days, and you still haven't convinced him?"
In the chairman's office of the pharmaceutical company, old Meeker looked at his granddaughter, on whom he had placed high hopes, his brows furrowed.
“Grandpa, this man is very opinionated and won’t budge.” Scarlett sighed.
Did you state your terms?
"He was offered a salary of two million pounds a year, plus a third of our pharmaceutical factory's shares, but he still refused."
Upon hearing this, old Meck frowned deeply.
"So you're just going to let him leave like that?" Old Meeker was different from ordinary pharmaceutical factory owners; he was a ruthless character who had personally sold opium.
If the other party disagrees, you can always do something a little trick!
For example, create some unexpected events, or use some forceful methods.
“Grandpa, the call just came from the organizers of the Medical Association conference, inviting Li Aiguo to attend the awards ceremony,” Scarlett said hurriedly.
Upon hearing this, old Meck's expression changed.
Even if he were incredibly bold, he couldn't possibly detain the VIPs at the Medical Association's awards ceremony.
If they really did that, Meck Pharmaceuticals would immediately become the public enemy of the entire medical community, and even if the five major pharmaceutical companies joined forces, they wouldn't be able to protect it.
It's just a pity... This young man stayed at the pharmaceutical factory for so many days, why didn't his granddaughter do anything about it?
Old Meeks shook his head helplessly.
This granddaughter seems very clever, but when it comes to scheming, she's still a little bit lacking.
A young man and woman alone together, young people with common topics, if they take the initiative a little, they might just make it work.
As for Li Aiguo already being married?
Old Meck didn't care at all.
For the British aristocracy, marriage has never been a problem.
At this point, Scarlett asked a question: "Grandpa, will Li Aiguo win the Montillo Prize?"
"That's highly unlikely. This year's winner will either be Professor Montagnier or Professor Howard; that's a foregone conclusion," Old Meck said confidently.
Upon hearing this, Scarlett knew that old Maker must have obtained inside information from the five major pharmaceutical companies.
Scarlett opposed the Mecklenburg Pharmaceuticals' move to align with the Big Five pharmaceutical companies.
After World War II, Meck Pharmaceuticals adopted a conservative strategy. Although it did not have high-profit drugs, it managed to survive thanks to the reputation it had built up over the years.
Unfortunately, her grandfather wouldn't listen to her.
"If only I could be like Professor Li, creating medicine solely to cure patients," Scarlett sighed silently.
For some reason, in just a few days, the image of that Eastern man had been etched into her heart.
Old Meek watched Scarlett's departing figure.
The series of events that happened after Li Aiguo came to the pharmaceutical factory flashed through my mind, and I had a strange feeling in my heart.
This kid just watched without practicing, he didn't gain any benefit, but he ended up seeing so much of the production process...
"Could it be that we were taken advantage of for free?" Old Meeker's expression grew increasingly strange.
Wednesday.
The Gallic Rooster's Home, Paris.
The banquet hall of the Peninsula Hotel was bustling with people.
The Montiillon Prize for Medicine, the most prestigious medical award in Europe, is known as the "Olympics of Medicine" and was established even earlier than the Nobel Prize.
This year's awards ceremony is even more special.
Not only because the newly established "double-blind testing standard" has gradually become the pharmaceutical review standard of various health departments, but also because the competition for this award was unprecedentedly fierce.
Unlike the Nobel Prize, the Montjuïc Prize in Medicine announces its winners in advance, avoiding any surprise announcements.
However, the winners' names are only known within a small circle.
The list of winners will be officially announced at the conference, making for a very ceremonial event.
Wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, Li Aiguo arrived near the venue and bumped into Chairman Fu, who was about to enter, in the corridor.
Chairman Fu grabbed Li Aiguo's arm: "Wait a minute, the TV reporters are here too."
"TV station?"
"It's Renren TV! After learning you won the award, the publicity department immediately sent someone over. They rushed over as fast as they could, and finally made it in time," Chairman Fu said with a smile.
Li Aiguo never expected that Renren TV would come all the way here.
But these days, there probably isn't technology for cross-border live streaming; it's probably pre-recorded.
"To my knowledge, this is the first time that a domestic TV station has come to the scene of such an international medical award."
Chairman Fu patted Li Aiguo on the shoulder and joked, "How are you? Are you nervous?"
Li Aiguo stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "It's alright."
This wasn't the first time he'd received a major award on the podium.
And today is just for receiving an award; he doesn't need to give a long, elaborate report.
As for appearing on television.
It's not like it's his first time.
Chairman Fu looked at Li Aiguo in surprise: "Unbelievable, you didn't feel anything at all about being on Renren TV?"
Li Aiguo laughed and said, "It's not that exaggerated. Keep a calm mind, keep a calm mind."
"Actually, there's something else that's very important to you. But I don't know if I should tell you beforehand."
At this point, Chairman Fu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
"What is it?" Li Aiguo's curiosity was piqued.
After looking around to make sure no one in the corridor was watching them, Chairman Fu lowered his voice and coughed lightly.
"During yesterday's meeting, a professor from France privately revealed that someone has already recommended you to the Nobel Committee..."
It's estimated that your name might appear on next year's Nobel Prize shortlist!
Startled by the news, Li Aiguo looked at him in surprise.
"Is it unlikely?"
Chairman Fu nodded: "You underestimated what you've come up with!"
If this cephalosporin passes Phase III clinical trials, it will be the penicillin of yesteryear!
Alexander Fleming won the Nobel Prize because of penicillin, didn't he?
As he spoke, Chairman Fu hesitated for a moment before adding, "However, your competitors are still very strong."
Conrad and Fyodor discovered the mechanisms and regulation of cholesterol and fatty acid metabolism.
There is also a strong call for him to win the Nobel Prize.
They had a significant time advantage.
Li Aiguo understood what Chairman Fu meant.
The Nobel Prize does not recognize new discoveries made in a given year; it is often awarded many years later, or even to make up for past regrets.
For example, the double helix structure of DNA was discovered in 1953, but it wasn't until 1962 that it won the Nobel Prize.
Moreover, the Nobel Prize clearly has a tradition of "seniority-based awarding," favoring older scholars.
For example, Alexander Fleming was only in his forties when he discovered penicillin, and by the time he won the Nobel Prize in 1945, he was already 74 years old.
Einstein proposed the theory of relativity in 1905, but did not receive the Nobel Prize until 1921, when he was 42 years old.
Professor Lü Nan, a strong contender for next year's Nobel Prize, is already over fifty years old and considered an older researcher.
According to Chairman Fu's estimate, even if Li Aiguo does win the Nobel Prize, it will probably take another four or five years.
Li Aiguo didn't care about these things; compared to the Nobel Prize, he was more eager to develop large aircraft and bombers as soon as possible.
We also need to develop fighter jets. Without air superiority, we can only wait to be attacked!
Just look at the plight of Dalang's family and you'll understand.
They allow other people's fighter jets to come and go freely over their own heads, having the determination to fight the enemy but having no opportunity to use it.
He didn't want to experience that kind of stifling feeling.
Just as the two were talking in hushed tones, a staff member hurried over.
"Professor Li Aiguo, you're here. The organizing committee would like to invite you."
Nine o'clock sharp.
Medical professors, experts, and distinguished guests took their seats, and the awards ceremony officially began.
Professor Richard, the chairman of the organizing committee, and the president of the medical association delivered speeches on stage, thanking the local organizers of the conference and the new and old friends who participated in the conference, and then announced the official start of the conference.
After that, it was time for the awards ceremony.
In addition to the Montiillon Prize for Medicine, which is the grand finale, the Medical Association also selected several other prestigious awards to recognize scholars who have made outstanding contributions in various sub-fields.
The first award announced is the Clinical Breakthrough Award of the Year.
This award primarily recognizes research findings that have made groundbreaking progress in the field of clinical medicine.
Professor David Wilson from University College London Medical School has made fundamental contributions to clinical research on drug-resistant tuberculosis.
Next is the Basic Medical Sciences Contribution Award, which focuses on original research.
This year's Basic Medical Sciences Contribution Award was presented to Dr. Elizabeth Hart of Harvard Medical School in recognition of her outstanding contributions to lipid metabolism research over the past decade.
Next is the International Medical Collaboration Award, which was awarded to Professor Jean Dupont from the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Paris, France.
last of the last.
As the highlight of the awards ceremony and the main event of the entire International Medical Association Awards Ceremony, the President of the International Medical Association will announce the winners of the Montión Medical Prize.
During the intervals between the announcements of the list, many people unconsciously held their breath, their eyes fixed intently on the stage.
Especially those candidates who are likely to win the Montión Medical Prize.
Sitting in the crowd, Professor Wang Yinglai looked solemn, his fists clenching unconsciously.
Sitting next to him, Liu Pan had already begun silently reciting Li Aiguo's name in her mind.
In contrast, Professor Sato, who was studying in a notebook, looked quite relaxed and even took a sip of his coffee.
In his view, even if an Asian were to win the Montión Medical Prize, they should be chosen from among their own family members, since their medical expertise is second to none in Asia.
Perhaps sensing the gazes from the audience, Professor Richard smiled at them.
He cleared his throat and, in a solemn and steady voice, announced the award citations for the winners.
"His expertise in the research and development of antimicrobial drugs and the standardization of clinical testing has reached its pinnacle. Furthermore, with his extraordinary perseverance and never-give-up spirit of exploration, he has rewritten the trajectory of medical development."
"...From breakthroughs in the synthesis of new cephalosporin antibiotics to the establishment and mandatory standardization of double-blind clinical testing."
He injected new vitality into the safe application and standardized development of the antimicrobial drug industry.
"It extends beyond antimicrobial drugs and testing standards to multiple related fields such as clinical pharmacology, drug toxicology, and infectious disease prevention and control."
His contributions cannot be described in just a few words.
"This achievement is not a flash of genius, but a monument built with countless drops of sweat and wisdom!"
Professor Richard paused, then announced in a firm and resounding tone.
"The sole recipient of this year's Montiillon Prize in Medicine is Professor Li Aiguo from the Chinese Medical Association!"
The atmosphere in the venue was instantly ignited the moment the winners were announced.
A Montiillon Prize in Medicine winner in his twenties!
The thunderous applause was like a bursting torrent, deafening and resounding.
The atmosphere at the scene was ignited.
"Wow, the first University of Tokyo laureate!"
"Not just the University of Tokyo, this is the first award recipient in all of Asia!"
"And the first recipient of the award with a Chinese nationality!"
"My God, we're both in our early twenties, but I've just graduated with my PhD and am still doing odd jobs for my advisor, while they've already won international awards. The disparity in this world is just too great!"
"Genius! This is a true medical genius!"
For a long time, the medical standards of the University of Tokyo have been considered relatively backward in the world.
One Montión Medical Prize may not mean that Tokyo University's medical school has completely surpassed others, nor does it mean that all the gaps have been closed.
However, countless people saw confidence, a future, and hope in this young professor.
Especially the second and third generation of Chinese students in the audience, their eyes were red with emotion.
"From now on, let's see who dares to say we can only be doctors and can't do research!" "Amazing! When did Tokyo University's medical school become so strong?"
"Who knows! I'd only ever heard that their small airplanes were really impressive."
As for medicine, everyone says it's completely out of touch with international standards.
I never expected them to launch such a huge surprise today!
"The Medical Association is quite bold; those two senior professors are still eagerly waiting."
Is it a bit too early to award him the Montillo Medical Prize when he's only in his early twenties?
"What do you mean 'early'? What else? Just look at this cephalosporin and the double-blind testing standards; it's more than enough to win a Nobel Prize in Medicine!"
Amidst the uproar and cheers, Professor Sato's smug expression froze instantly.
Asia’s first Montijoon Medical Prize has been snatched away by the East!
How could he possibly accept this?!
Inside the venue.
The applause gradually subsided.
Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Li Aiguo, dressed in a gray Zhongshan suit, walked onto the stage and received the Montiyong Medical Award medal from Professor Richard.
The veteran editor shook hands with Li Aiguo and offered his congratulations on behalf of the Medical Association.
"Congratulations, young professor from the University of Tokyo. Your achievements are well-deserved."
Li Aiguo smiled and nodded: "Thank you!"
Down in the audience, Chairman Fu could no longer hold back and quietly took off his glasses to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Although he was the first to know that Li Aiguo had won the award, he still couldn't suppress his excitement when he actually saw Li Aiguo receive the medal.
This is a glorious moment for the medical community of Tokyo University, a moment of pride and honor on the international stage!
The awards ceremony then came to a close.
The French arts troupe presented a unique and romantic performance for guests from all over the world.
Of course, the French country had not yet been taken over by the "rainbow" at this time.
There were no eye-catching "blue fat cat" or gender-ambiguous characters, and the performance on stage looked very serious and full of artistic flair.
At least, Li Aiguo, sitting in the audience, felt it was quite enjoyable and could relax.
After the cultural performance, Professor Richard announced the successful conclusion of this year's awards ceremony.
Most attendees left satisfied.
As Li Aiguo left his seat and prepared to return to his room, he was surrounded by reporters who had been waiting for him.
The person at the very front of the list is a reporter from Renren TV.
The female reporter politely handed over the microphone and excitedly asked, "Hello, Professor Li! As the first Asian to receive this award, and the first from the University of Tokyo, what are your thoughts at this moment?"
To be honest, this question is a bit difficult for Li Aiguo.
Excited? Thrilled?
Li Aiguo didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment.
Facing the camera, Li Aiguo smiled shyly and said, "I think it's alright."
The female reporter was stunned upon hearing this.
Okay
This is the Montiillon Medical Prize!
You just dismissed me with a simple "It's alright"?
Professor Li, your Versailles expertise is truly profound!
Just as the female reporter was wondering how to respond...
Among the group of reporters, a reporter with a mustache and a small notebook couldn't stand it anymore.
He raised his hand and shouted in a thick accent, "Professor Li! You snatched a major award from two senior professors, do you feel good about it? Do you think your qualifications are worthy of this award?"
The air around them fell silent for a moment after those words were spoken.
This is clearly someone looking for trouble!
Li Aiguo turned his head, looked at the jumping mustache, and sneered.
He turned directly to the security personnel next to him and pointed at the reporter with the notebook: "Please kick this person out, he's too noisy."
Nearby, the conference staff had long disliked this guy, so they immediately stepped forward, grabbed the reporter with the notebook, and confiscated his press credentials.
"The Asahi Shimbun? Sir, you have maliciously disrupted the conference. Starting this year, your newspaper has been permanently excluded from the Medical Association's list of reporters!"
The reporter never expected that Li Aiguo would act completely unpredictably, not even giving him a chance to explain.
It was too late for him to struggle or protest. He was grabbed by the arms by two strong men and dragged out like a dead dog.
Some people are afraid of authority but not morality. If you try to reason with them politely, they'll think you're easy to bully.
If you just give him a big pat on the back, he'll behave himself.
The female reporter from Renren TV felt incredibly pleased to see this.
While we were waiting, this guy kept muttering sarcastic things like "behind-the-scenes manipulation" and "unfairness."
She only refrained from lashing out because of the image of our Dongda reporter.
Seeing this guy get thrown out now is so satisfying!
The female reporter picked up the microphone again, changed the question, and asked with a smile: "Comrade Li Aiguo, many people in China are also paying attention to this awards ceremony."
"Is there anything you'd like to say to your compatriots back home?"
Li Aiguo's smile faded, and his expression became more serious: "First of all, I want to thank the leaders of the Ministry of Railways for their support, the leaders of the Ministry of Health for their support, the leaders of the locomotive depot for their support, and also Director Liu of the Pharmaceutical Research Institute and all my colleagues for their joint efforts..."
Li Aiguo's words were not empty talk.
In this day and age, it is absolutely impossible to develop cephalosporins without the collective effort of the community.
The female reporter finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this answer.
I'm really afraid that if Professor Li were to blurt out "It's alright," then this interview really wouldn't be able to be broadcast.
Those interviewed included not only Li Aiguo, but also Professor Richard, Chairman Fu, and others.
Chairman Fu, in particular, received enthusiastic attention from the reporters from Xiao Ou's family this time.
After all, the Chinese Medical Association has now officially replaced the Kojima Medical Association and become the permanent representative of the International Medical Association.
Furthermore, they are responsible for crucial ethical review work, which makes them a significant force in the international medical community.
"These reporters are really troublesome." After finishing the interview, Chairman Fu wiped away his sweat, which was uncommon for him.
There's nothing we can do; the reporters here are just too audacious. They dare to ask all sorts of tricky and bizarre questions.
For example, just now a reporter asked Chairman Fu, "I heard that he got married before the liberation, how many concubines did he have?"
Chairman Fu's face turned black at that moment.
He declared righteously that he was a member of the organization and had always strictly adhered to monogamy, and that he had absolutely no connection to those outdated ideas!
"Patriotism, remember this: when you're being interviewed here, be careful. These people love to take things out of context and set traps for people."
Chairman Fu, still shaken, gave Li Aiguo a special instruction.
Li Aiguo nodded silently: "I will."
After leaving the hotel, Li Aiguo decided to wander around.
The medical experts from all over the world are still here.
A number of people were gathered in twos and threes in the hotel lobby, chatting about their respective research directions.
Li Aiguo wanted to take this opportunity to get a feel for the development of various medical institutions and, incidentally, to become a familiar face to them.
"Professor Li, you're here!"
Following the sound, Li Aiguo smiled when he saw the person greeting him: "It's Professor Wang."
"Professor Li, I'm so sorry."
I had no idea that Meck Pharmaceuticals planned to buy the cephalosporin patent, let alone that they had such deep interests with the Big Five pharmaceutical companies.
I almost did something wrong because I meant well…
Professor Wang Yinglai thought that if this medical genius, who was one in a century in China, were to be misled by the allure of capital because of his recommendation, he would become a sinner for all time.
"Professor Wang, this matter has nothing to do with you," Li Aiguo said with a smile.
"I'm relieved that you think that way. I guess you'll be going back to your country soon, right?"
Professor Wang Yinglai finally breathed a long sigh of relief and pointed to the several Chinese students behind him.
Liu Pan was also among them, looking at Li Aiguo with admiration.
"These kids were so excited when they heard you won the award that they insisted on pooling their money to treat you to dinner to celebrate."
"How about it? Chairman Fu and Professor Zhang are going too."
Professor Wang Yinglai warmly invited, "I know a very good Chinese restaurant nearby."
The restaurant owner is a long-time Chinese resident; his cooking is authentic and definitely better than the half-cooked Western food served at hotels!
The moment I hear about Chinese food...
Li Aiguo's eyes lit up immediately.
The Western food provided by the hotel was really not good; it was just steak, pasta, and salad over and over again. After a few days, he was already starting to feel nauseous.
Just then, Chairman Fu, Zhang Lianlian, and Lao Mao also kept complaining that they couldn't get used to the food.
"No problem! Let's go then. It's on me today, everyone eat as much as you like!"
On the other side, in the capital city.
It was nearing dusk.
Wang, the clerk from the neighborhood office, went door-to-door to inform everyone that they should all gather at the street office to watch TV after dinner.
Upon hearing this news, the residents of the compound all felt somewhat strange.
"Watching TV? Has something serious happened?" Xu Damao had just returned from the countryside and stopped in the courtyard.
"I don't know, but I haven't heard of anything major happening recently." Nan Yi also returned.
"No matter what it is, since the neighborhood committee is calling for people to watch TV, it must be an important message being conveyed. Everyone has to go, and no one can fall behind!"
Liu Haizhong spoke directly.
At this moment, Qin Huairu was pushing Yi Zhonghai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, back from outside.
Seeing this, Liu Haizhong stepped forward and asked, "Old Yi, are you going to watch TV tonight? It's organized by the neighborhood committee."
"Of course I'll go." Yi Zhonghai readily agreed. This was organized by the neighborhood committee, so he had to be proactive.
Chen Xueru learned the news from He Yushui.
She hadn't originally planned to go.
After all, Li Aiguo wasn't home, and she was taking care of the child alone. She had no interest in doing anything and just wanted to put the child to sleep as soon as possible.
“Go, go, Sister Xue Ru, Xiao Hong Sheng and the others are all clamoring to watch TV, and Auntie says she wants to join in the fun too.” He Yu Shui pulled Chen Xue Ru’s arm, shaking it and acting coquettishly.
"Okay, okay, I'll go, alright?" Chen Xueru had no choice but to agree with a smile after being pestered so much.
At night, the entire capital city was immersed in darkness.
Only the streets of South Tongluo Lane were brightly lit and bustling with people.
After dinner, the residents brought out small stools and sat densely on the open space in front of the street office.
Wang, the clerk from the neighborhood office, brought out the television.
Because of the unstable voltage, Officer Wang directed Yan Jiecheng to bring out the generator bicycle from Uncle San's house, specifically to power the television.
After a flash of static, the television screen finally lit up, and soon the familiar sound came through.
"Good evening, viewers. Welcome to today's news."
The announcer's strong, clear voice came through the loudspeaker:
"The first important news we are broadcasting today is: Comrade Li Aiguo, a renowned Chinese medical scientist, has been awarded the 21st Montiillon Prize in Medicine in Paris, France!"
"This is one of the world's most prestigious medical awards. Comrade Li Aiguo's award signifies that our country has achieved remarkable success in the field of medical research, bringing glory to the nation!"
"The foreign affairs department has sent a congratulatory telegram to the conference, extending warm congratulations to Comrade Li Aiguo..."
Then, footage of the Montión Medical Prize award ceremony appeared on television.
Li Aiguo accepted the medal and delivered his acceptance speech.
Wow!
The scene instantly erupted in excitement.
"My God! It's Li Aiguo! Li Aiguo won a big prize?!"
"What is this Montiillon Prize for Medicine? It sounds pretty fancy."
"No matter what kind of award it is, being featured on this news headline is absolutely a huge deal!"
"Wow, Patriot Brother is amazing! He's even won awards abroad!"
Xu Damao, Nan Yi, and the others clapped excitedly.
Chen Xueru sat in the crowd, looking at the familiar figure on the TV screen. Her eyes instantly reddened, and tears of excitement flowed uncontrollably.
"Mom, is that Daddy talking on TV?" Little Hongsheng sat on Chen Xueru's lap and pointed curiously at the TV.
Although he didn't know what a grand prize was, the man looked very familiar.
“Yes! That’s your father! Your father is a great hero!” Chen Xueru hugged Xiao Hongsheng tightly.
For every person who rejoices, there is someone who grieves.
Yi Zhonghai was feeling very upset at that moment.
I hadn't seen Li Aiguo for a while, and he seemed quite happy, but then the guy went abroad to receive an award.
If he comes back, will he still have a place in the compound?
"I heard that the Third Front factories are starting to transfer people on a large scale, and the benefits are pretty good... Maybe I should just apply to go and support the Third Front construction?"
As Yi Zhonghai sat in his wheelchair, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.
If he can't afford to offend him, can't he at least avoid him?
Just then, a thud was heard in the distance.
Everyone turned to look.
A round figure fell from the old camphor tree by the street, hitting the ground and kicking up dust.
Take a closer look under the dim streetlights.
Who else could it be but Jia Zhangshi, groaning and crying on the ground?
It turned out that Jia Zhangshi originally wanted to join in the fun and watch TV, but she was afraid of being bullied by the people in the compound.
So he secretly climbed up the old camphor tree to hide and watch.
She was startled when she saw on TV that Li Aiguo had won an international award, and her hand slipped, causing her to fall directly from the tree branch.
She realized that everyone was looking at her, and without even crying out in pain, she covered her bottom and ran away.
Cheerful laughter rang out from the crowd.
(End of this chapter)