Hot and seductive

These should not be their final destination.

Ling Luo thought in his heart that he must leave the laboratory for them.

She sat on her long-lost laboratory bench, filled with emotion.

Recently, she has some general directions for the experiment in her mind, and she wants to try it.

While arranging the equipment, she asked: "Has the new product that was recently rejected by the Drug Administration been re-inspected?"

Deng Yanmo was still standing beside her, the new product was his project, he led the whole process, and he followed up.

"Well, re-inspection, there are indeed flaws in different batches." Deng Yanmo said.

Ling Luo sighed: "It's an old question."

Because Chinese patent medicines are made of medicinal herbs, there are naturally differences in medicinal herbs in each season. In addition to the problem of brewing differences, there are naturally certain flaws in different batches.

This is not a problem with Deng Yanmo's project, but a problem faced by the entire Chinese patent medicine industry.

One is the material and environmental factors, or it can be said that the experimental technology is limited, and the other is that the department's review conditions are blank, and there is no certain number of indicators, which leads to no one knowing what range the defect value is considered normal.

In jargon, basic research lags behind and technical standards are not sound.

Every time a new product is submitted for review and then put into clinical trials, it is like opening a blind box.

Deng Yanmo was not discouraged: "All of these can be resolved, but this project of yours, are you sure it can be successfully completed before the bidding?"

Ling Luo told the truth: "To tell you the truth, I'm not sure, but this is just a trump card. It's okay if it doesn't. We still have other research results, so there shouldn't be any problem with bidding."

Deng Yanmo nodded and said nothing.

He might be able to say a thing or two about the experiment, but he can't help it about the business.

Ling Luo sat in the laboratory for a whole day.

This is the longest time she has spent in the lab this year.

The headlights in the laboratory were bright from dawn to dusk, and there were many people. Even after more than ten hours, no one was tired or crying. Even Chinese food was settled with a piece of bread and a glass of milk.

An Mo came over from get off work, and as expected, he saw a group of white coats who forgot to sleep and eat.

She came to Ling Luo: "They are crazy, and you are also crazy."

Ling Luo was observing the things on the instrument. Hearing the sound, he straightened his waist, rubbed his waist involuntarily, looked at the hot-tempered beauty, and said with a smile: "We are all working for Mr. An."

"Young poor." An Mo showed her her watch: "You should go back."

Ling Luo glanced at his watch, it was indeed getting late, it was almost seven o'clock.

She changed her white coat, packed up and prepared to leave.

"Everyone go back to get a good sleep tonight, don't stay up late and work overtime, the body is the capital of the revolution, don't let the revolution win, the body will collapse first." An Mo stood at the door of the laboratory and asked everyone not to allow it. Live in the lab again.

Everyone raised their heads in silence.

Ling Luo: "Listen to Mr. An, everyone, go back today and take a good bath, get some sleep, and fight tomorrow."

Coming out of the laboratory, the last ray of sunset in the sky also came to an end.

An Mo drove her to Dahe Street in Kyoto.

In the car, while driving, An Mo didn't forget to discuss with Ling Luo: "Do you think we can get financing smoothly?"

Ling Luo took off her makeup: "Whether it's a laboratory or a company, there are still good financing returns."

"I bumped into walls everywhere, but I lost my confidence." An Mo smiled helplessly.

"It's normal." Ling Luo looked at the problem completely from the perspective of an outsider, and said lightly: "We have come here very smoothly these years, and the first hurdle has come so hard, it's normal that we can't do what we want."

"My brows are burning, and Boss Ling is still so optimistic." An Mo smiled.

"Do our best to obey the destiny, and it's not like we have no way out. The worst plan is to stop the research on special medicines for rare diseases, and wait until the funds are sufficient to start."

An Mo looked at her in surprise: "I thought you would stick to the rare disease project."

Ling Luo smiled: "How can I be so inflexible? No matter what, the company and the laboratory are both there, so the project can be made."

An Mo was naturally noncommittal.

Ling Luo took off her makeup and resumed her playful look: "Anmo, I know that my acquisition of Fuyang Laboratory and my insistence on the research of special effects drugs for rare diseases is a kind of willfulness, and I didn't consider the long-term, but the market is like this, Once you choose to quit for a while, you may only retreat again and again in the future. Can Chinese patent medicine be brilliant again? No one can guarantee it, so I can only grit my teeth and never give up."

Although Ling Luo has founded the company for several years, he is still a young man who has just left school and entered the society.No matter in terms of experience or personality, they still appear to be so vigorous and reckless, but they are not unreasonable.

An Mo nodded: "The Chinese patent medicine market needs reform and innovation, and someone must do it to break through the current predicament."

"Yes!" Ling Luo smiled: "There is a long way to go..."

The car slid smoothly across the asphalt road and drove towards the city.

"Have you ever thought about going to Mr. Rong?" An Mo asked suddenly.

Ling Luo: "Uncle Rong?"

An Mo nodded: "The friendship between you and Rong Yi shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"I don't really want Uncle Rong to know that I started a company." Ling Luo's eyes fell outside the window, and his thoughts began to wander.

An Mo opened her mouth, annoyed.

She really does not open which pot to carry.

Ling Luo's parents work under Father Rong, how could Ling Luo let Father Rong know that she secretly founded the company.

By then everyone will know.

Later, the car was silent all the way, until Ling Luo got off at the bus station ahead of time, and took the bus back to Dahe Street in Kyoto, she was in a state of wandering thoughts.

She got off the bus and walked into the alley.

Accidentally ran into Chi Youxiao who had just come back.

"You Xiao." She ran towards him briskly.

I don't know when it started, she always likes to run to him, and then he firmly holds her in his arms, just hugging each other like this.

"Have you eaten yet?" Chi Youxiao asked her.

Ling Luo shook his head.

Chi Youxiao: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat delicious food."

The two turned and boarded the Maybach.

It was rare for them to come out to have a meal together, so they chose a more romantic Chinese restaurant.

Just after ordering, Ling Luo saw a familiar figure at the reception bar.

"That seems to be Rong Yi."

"is her."

After getting Chi Youxiao's affirmative answer, Ling Luo immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the eldest lady.

"Look back."

She took off her sunglasses, took out her mobile phone, and turned her head happily in the next second, confirming that it was really Ling Luo, and immediately walked over happily.

"Ah Luo, Master Chi!" Rong Yi's voice was full of joy and excitement: "We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Ling Luo hugged her shoulder: "Did you miss me?"

Rong Yi hugged her directly: "I miss me to death."