Chapter 162
After finishing work in the evening, Lin Zitai went to the swimming pool after dinner and showed off his six-pack abs.

Let him learn like Lao Wang, who wakes up at 05:30 in the morning and works until late at night, working breakfast, lunch and dinner. He can't do that kind of thing, it's just a fake.

Although it is undeniable that Wanda Chairman does have such a busy daily life, it only lasts for one or two days a month at most.

If being a boss is so hard, if you wake up earlier than a chicken, go to bed later than a chicken, and be responsible for the food, drink, and diarrhea of ​​tens of thousands of people every day, who would want to be a boss?

Xu Liang had no choice but to record this paragraph. As for whether to publish it to the public, it was still up to the leadership to decide.

The next day, a group of people went to visit the production workshop. The fully automated production line, a single production line, can produce 14.9 cans of beverages every second, reaching 129 million cans a day.

The nine production lines can produce 1161 million cans and about 64.5 boxes every day. There is a long queue of large trucks at the entrance of the warehouse, loading one truck after another and sending them to the entire South China region.

Near noon, everyone went to Pengcheng again, and Lin Zitai stopped by to talk to Ping An Bank about the loan extension.

At the beginning of November this year, last year's US$11 million loan for mortgage shares was about to expire, and he planned to delay the delivery for another year.

Wei Yixiang is already a director of Ping An Group. They all say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed with good fortune, but now you are happy with your horse's hoof disease.

Wei Yixiang received him warmly, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Lin, for this little matter, you can just make a phone call."

Not to mention his personal relationship with Lin Zitai, even if it was official business, with the current valuation of Mojin Beverage, even a loan of another billion US dollars would not be a problem.

Lin Zitai said seriously: "Public is public, private is private, they cannot be confused."

Wei Yixiang laughed: "Mr. Lin, you taught me the right lesson."

After lunch, we took a short break for an hour, and then everyone went to Xiangjiang. Lin Zitai appropriately informed that he had donated 15% of his shares to establish a charity relief fund in Xiangjiang.

Each of the 1500 chronic myeloid patients at the Military General Hospital in Beijing received a medical subsidy of RMB 1.5, which was fully donated by this charitable foundation.

If you do good deeds without leaving your name, then what’s the point of doing good deeds? Charity is a business, and spending money is to gain prestige.

Lin Zitai showed a touch of pity on his face, with a look of compassion: "The original intention of establishing our fund is to help more people in need."

"In the second half of the year, we will invest 2 million yuan to establish charity lunches, an egg and other charity-related programs."

Xu Liang was confused and asked appropriately: "Mr. Lin, there are many related charities in China. Why don't you cooperate with them and choose to undertake it alone?"

As soon as he said the words, he regretted it. Lin Zitai began to criticize state-owned and private charities such as Red Cross and Shuidi again, almost pointing at their noses and scolding them.

"No one's money comes from the strong wind. We hope to dedicate our love to those who really need help, not a bunch of people who just eat nothing."

Xu Liang smiled awkwardly and acted as a bystander, quietly recording Lin Zitai's daily life.

Again, due to the difference in status, there were some things that Lin Zitai could say, but they couldn't ask.

Asking too many questions can easily get you into trouble.

Those stakeholders were helpless to do anything to Lin Zitai. At most, they would just talk to him, or if serious, they would accuse him of slander. But when dealing with them, they could only pinch him with both hands.

From the Magic City to Wancheng, then to Pengcheng, to Xiangjiang, and finally back to the Magic City.

Lin Zitai is really busy, either on the road or preparing to go on the road, but unlike traditional entrepreneurs, he can always find some time to exercise and maintain a strong body.

In the evening, everyone took a special plane back to the Magic City, and the filming of Lin Zitai came to an end for the time being.

After seeing off the CCTV filming team, Lin Zitai returned to the company depressed because he and Cheng Zhiyu each received an invitation letter for the celebration day.

It's just that Cheng Zhiyu was standing on the tower, and he was standing in the first row below. Although he was in the first row, he was a reviewer and a reviewee.

"Boss, just laugh. All the people in this position are in their 50s, and you are the prettiest among them."

Seeing that Lin Zitai was not in a good mood, Su Jiayue came behind him and helped him squeeze his shoulders to relieve his mood.

He also consoled her with a good voice: "If I have this opportunity, a separate page will be opened for me in the genealogy of my hometown ancestral hall."

She didn't even understand what Lin Zitai was worried about. Cheng Zhiyu was an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, a developer of new slow-grain drugs, a biology boss who refused the Nobel Prize, and a recipient of the 70th Anniversary Medal. It was reasonable for him to stand on the tower.

At the young age of 27, Lin Zitai stood in the front row for the first time. It was an opportunity that many people only dream of. "A summer insect cannot speak of the ice, and a well frog cannot speak of the sea. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

“Cut, cut, cut~~~”

Su Jiayue stuck out her tongue with a look of disgust on her face. Lin Zitai didn't bother to explain to her: "How is Zhou Hao?"

"Playing games every day, either eating and sleeping, or sleeping and eating."

Su Jiayue wondered if that guy didn't know his situation and acted like a normal person all day long.

Lin Zitai chuckled, when a person is heavily in debt, betrayed by everyone, and has to be called for debt every day.

To him, a closed space with no harassment, no worries about food and clothing, and money was not a hell, but a paradise.

Lin Zitai lowered his head and looked at his watch. His heart rate reached 74. The highest throughout the day was 84 and the lowest was 71 beats per minute.

For a normal and healthy prime-age man, the heart rate of 70 has reached the lowest limit. Any lower limit can only be suppressed by drugs.

It's about time.

"If you have nothing to do, just go out and do your work first. I'll go down and take a look."

Lin Zitai pondered for a moment, waved Su Jiayue away, and took the elevator alone to the underground laboratory.

Checking Zhou Hao's physical examination report in the past few days, he will have a red temperature as long as he concentrates, but it is basically not harmful to the human body.

Lin Zitai conducted a blood test, then took off his shirt and put testing instruments on his chest and temples.

After waiting for a while, the physical examination report came out. All the physical data were perfect, and he was a very healthy adult male.

Lin Zitai made a final inspection, prepared a dose of powerful antihypertensive medicine and placed it next to him, then took out the PE medicine from the refrigerated thermostat and extracted a 0.3-gram loaded syringe.

After taking a look at Zhou Hao who was playing the game, he mentally prepared himself, put the syringe on his right arm, and held down the button.

With a fully automatic syringe, as long as you gently press the switch, the loaded medicine will come out of the needle for injection. There is no need to worry about being inserted too deeply or too shallowly.

The price is also very gratifying, each one costs more than 100, and the syringes costing only a few cents are all disposable.

It felt like being bitten by a mosquito. All 0.3 grams of the medicine was injected into the body. Lin Zitai looked at the life monitor and waited for more than ten minutes before the medicine began to take effect.

He also understood what Zhou Hao said about what it felt like to take Viagra, palpitations, red cheeks, rapid heartbeat, a little stuffy nose, and a little itchiness at the tip of the nose.

Lin Zitai looked at Zhou Hao's report and found that it took him 12 minutes and 23 seconds to let his body adapt and his symptoms were relieved.

He recorded the time. At the 11th minute since the drug took effect, the redness on his face began to fade, his respiratory tract became clear, and his heart rate gradually dropped.

Lin Zitai felt his head was clearer than ever before, and he picked up a book on the molecular structure of cells on the table.

He had only read one-fifth of this book before. It mainly talked about the evolution of monocytes and the methods of verification.

It involves a lot of basic biological knowledge, but Lin Zitai was partial to science at first. He focused all his studies on neurobiology and only had a partial understanding of cell molecules.

Therefore, every time I see something that is both familiar and unfamiliar, I have to read the relevant basic books again to understand and understand the meaning, so I learn very slowly.

But now, it's as if the Tianling Gai has been opened. Although it has not reached the level of photographic memory, as long as you have read it four or five times before and deliberately remembered it, you can recall the content.

Lin Zitai looked delighted as he quickly read through the evolution of monocytes and verification methods. He absorbed knowledge as fast as he had gone back to half a year ago when he had just planned to study biology.

At that time, learning was happy because the knowledge learned was easy to understand and not difficult to understand, and did not require a large amount of basic knowledge reserves.

It’s just that the happiness didn’t last long. Since I broke away from the big classification of biology and started studying small categories, especially after specializing in neurobiology,

Knowledge is becoming increasingly obscure and difficult to understand. He may need to read a simple formula seven or eight times, rely on rote memorization, and experiment again before he can barely remember it.

(End of this chapter)

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