Chapter 571: By-product '朊-一'
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With Hua Menglian's whisper, a change appeared on her holographic screen.
Descriptive text emerged above '朊 -1'.
"'朊 -1' is a drug developed by Mr. Zhang Zhai, which can cure prions while inhibiting the inheritance of some hereditary infectious diseases."
"Prunus virus?" Hua Menglian asked again.
Suddenly, a detailed explanation of prions appeared on the holographic screen.
After seeing that prion had no other treatment except 朊 -1, a smile appeared on Hua Menglian's face.
This is a monopoly. Is there anything in the world that makes more money than a monopoly?
Although Qian He Technology earns money that does not belong to her, and she can see that the revenue of Jian He Technology surges, she is also very fulfilled.
Hua Menglian turned her eyes and explained to the second half of "朊 -1". She smiled a little more on her face.
From a business point of view, although the former is a cure, the latter is only a suppression, but the latter is obviously more commercially valuable due to the wider audience.
Hua Menglian's gaze continued, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
I saw at the end of the notice that there was a word about the price.
The general meaning is that Huamenglian should not set the price of the medicine too high.
First, there are not many prion patients. Second, there is no need for Hehe Technology to make this money.
"Well, you are the boss, you have the final say." Hua Menglian shook her head and said helplessly.
As soon as the voice fell, the knock on the door suddenly sounded.
"Hmm ..."
"Please come in." Hua Menglian retracted her gaze from the holographic screen.
"Click, da, da ..."
The office door opened and a Terminator walked in quickly.
"Ms. Hua Menglian, this is a sample of" 朊 -1 "handed over by Mr. Zhang Zhai." The Terminator placed a suitcase on Hua Menglian's desk, turned around, and walked out again.
"Click!"
The office door closed again, and Hua Menglian looked at the suitcase on the table.
Reached out and pressed the button on the top of the box, the box slowly unfolded, and the red-brown reagent contained in the test tube appeared in Huamenglian's sight.
After a while, Hua Menglian retracted her gaze from the reagents, turned her head to look at He and the intelligent control system.
"Notify the Purchasing Department to purchase raw materials for the production of '朊 -1', and at the same time apply to the official for the clinical trial of '朊 -1' and issue an announcement at the same time. 羲 和 科技 will hold a '朊 -1' conference tomorrow morning . "
This is not the first time that Hehe Science and Technology has been involved in the field of biopharmaceuticals. After having a general understanding of 朊 花 -1, Huamenglian began to carry out methodical issues of 朊 朊 -1.
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Zhaicheng Space Center.
Attic lounge.
The outside world gradually began to hustle again because of Zhang Zhai, but Zhang Zhai himself was not affected.
At this moment, the lounge seemed a little quiet.
Zhang Zhai had fallen asleep, only the sound of even breathing was ringing in the lounge.
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Early the next morning.
Professor Hu was in the lounge, and he just learned about Professor 朊 朊 -1 from the official website. He frowned slightly at this moment.
"... Although it can solve the incurable disease of prion, and it can also inhibit the inheritance of hereditary disease" 朊 -1 "is a valuable research result. However, it always feels a bit strange, and it is strange to say ..."
Professor Hu shook his head and pondered.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light in my mind,
"Well ... compared with gravity simulation technology, unified theory, and controlled nuclear fusion, the result of '成果 -1' is too great. It feels dazzling when placed in this pile of technology, and it doesn't look like Zhang Zong at all. The results will come out. "
"I'm expecting too much value? Or is it that the most critical research has not been completed." Professor Hu shook his head, always feeling a bit wrong.
"Or ..." Professor Hu faintly guessed, shook his head, and didn't continue to think deeply.
...
Time passes slowly.
When the sun rises again to just air.
Zhaicheng Space Center, comprehensive conference room on the fourth floor.
The sound of controversy and discussion continued to sound in the conference room. A group of team leaders discussed and studied many issues and details of the construction of the new transmission line and the construction of Qiming City.
Zhang Zhai sat in front of the conference room and personally chaired the discussion and research meeting.
According to previous estimates, the completion of the new transmission line construction plan will be completely completed today.
"Begin voting on agenda item 835." Zhang Zhai said to the people in the conference room,
"It's still the old rule, support the raise of the 8th plan, support the raise of the 11th plan."
Suddenly, the argument in the conference room came to an abrupt halt, and it suddenly quieted down.
The next moment, a pair of hands erected.
Zhang Zhai glanced.
Similar to the other issues with great differences, the number of supporters of each plan is distributed in three or three, that is, more than 30% of the support for the eighth plan and the eleventh plan. More than 30%.
"Wow ..." Zhang Zhai took a few sheets from the stack of manuscript papers in front of him, and tiled them on the table, indicating that they should be displayed in front of a group of responsible persons.
"I have a plan here, let's see."
Suddenly, a group of responsible persons gathered their eyes on Zhang Zhai's plan, and browsed carefully.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Zhai looked at everyone and asked,
"Do you have any other objections to this plan?"
"General Manager Zhang, I have a small question about the use of materials in your plan ..." A person in charge stood up.
Zhang Zhai slightly smiled.
Even his plan cannot always be passed by all the people in charge without objection, unless he decides directly.
"On this issue, I mainly consider two issues. First ..." Zhang Zhai explained to the person in charge.
time flies.
Moments later, after questions from several principals and explanations from Zhang Zhai, Zhang Zhai's proposal was approved, and another issue was announced.
"Continuing the discussion on the next topic is also the last topic of this construction plan ..." Professor Hu stood up and said.
The voice fell, and the meeting room was just hustle and bustle again after a moment of quiet.
Elaboration, arguments, rebuttals, discussions ... Some excited voices of the leaders filled the entire conference room.
It is conceivable how big the differences can be set aside until the end of the discussion.
"Oh!" A person in charge shot the table twice in a row with excitement, staring at the other solution in front of him to support it. The person in charge across the line might also show weakness and stare at the person in charge.
It seems that in the next moment, they can go directly from argument to physical conflict.
However, even if they look at each other like this, the person in charge still speaks extremely logically and methodically,
"With regard to the 23rd plan, I have some simulation data obtained through a quantum computer here. From the data, we can see that ..."
This picture seems a little weird ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The two people are talking to each other about professional terms and theoretical data as if they are about to kill.
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At the front of the conference room, Zhang Zhai did not easily express his opinions or make a final decision. Instead, he listened to the opinions of all parties and continued to write on the draft paper.
Time passes slowly.
The research and discussion on the last issue began at noon, and continued to debate until the evening. After three rounds of voting, no consensus was reached.
During the period, Zhang Zhai also did not express any opinions, leaving a group of responsible persons to continue discussions.
at last.
When the fourth ballot was about to begin, Zhang Zhai stopped Professor Hu who was about to get up and looked at the people in the conference room.
"Plan 25, take a look." Zhang Zhai motioned to A1 to present the content recorded on a stack of manuscript papers in front of him to the people in charge.
The conference room suddenly quieted down.
After a while.
Zhang Zhai's No. 25 plan was passed, and the last issue was resolved!
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