Chapter 120: The Cute Beauty Reporter
Qiao Xier was also extrely surprised. She knew Zhang Yang liked beautiful won, but he wasn’t the kind of guy who asked for every pretty woman’s contact info. Then again, Lin Shanshan was both cute and gorgeous—maybe this beast really was captivated.
The reason Lin Shanshan turned to look at Qiao Xier wasn’t random either—they had actually been elentary school classmates. They knew each other, and Lin Shanshan could clearly see the suspicion in her eyes—what’s with your quasi-boyfriend, huh?
Qiao Xier didn’t hesitate long and nodded slightly at Lin Shanshan. She trusted that Zhang Yang wouldn’t ask for Lin Shanshan’s contact for no reason. Maybe this guy had finally gotten smart and wanted to use the dia to promote Nuwa Company.
Of course, if she knew Zhang Yang’s real reason was to prepare for the possibility of having to grope Lin Shanshan’s tits one day, she would’ve burst into tears and blood, then stabbed him on the spot.
Seeing his “girlfriend-to-be” nod, and since she also wanted to dig up more juicy news from this rising young figure, Lin Shanshan imdiately pulled out a business card and handed it to Zhang Yang.
As for Zhang Yang… he suddenly realized that he, the mighty CEO, didn’t even have a business card printed yet. He had already planned to, but since today’s unveiling was rushed to screw with Bai Pharmaceuticals, and with the company still understaffed, oversights like this were inevitable.
So what Lin Shanshan got was half a sticky note with Zhang Yang’s QQ and phone number scrawled on it. It was the first ti she’d ever received sothing like that. Amused and exasperated, she could only carefully tuck it into her bag.
Zhang Yang looked at the delicately scented business card in his hand, carefully slipped it into his shirt pocket, and thanked her politely.
Lin Shanshan just nodded faintly.
After the interview, Zhang Yang was arranged to et Minister Chen. Originally, Minister Chen had no plans to attend the Rehabilitation Center’s inauguration in ining, nor to et Zhang Yang. But after hearing about the project, he postponed his trip to the WHO conference, rerouted his flight, and ca straight to ining—specifically asking to et Zhang Yang in person.
Minister Chen was around sixty-seven or sixty-eight, his temples already white, wearing thick reading glasses—clearly a scholar by background.
Their conversation started with formal encouragents, but after the pleasantries, he went straight to the point.
“Professor Shangguan told that the greatest contributor to Nanxing One’s success was you. And you recently proposed the Intelligent Charged Cell therapy for vegetative patients.” Seeing Zhang Yang’s uneasy expression, Minister Chen smiled. “Don’t worry. Professor Shangguan, Minister Yang, and I are all well-acquainted, and we won’t disclose anything you don’t want revealed. The main reason I ca to talk to you is that the nation already knows of your achievents and contributions.”
“We can’t just ignore that. In ancient tis, Huaxia’s dicine was among the world’s most advanced. But in modern tis, Western dicine, with its logical diagnostics and treatnt systems, surpassed our traditional practices. Today, even basic dications like anti-inflammatories and cold dicine rely on Western science. Our biodical technology lags far behind the West—it’s a national regret. Yet your Nanxing Project and the Dragonborn Project ‘Lingguang’ have rekindled not just our country’s hope, but the world’s attention. You’re a true prodigy—comparable to the legendary Hua Tuo.”
Zhang Yang blushed slightly at the praise, rubbing his nose awkwardly. “You flatter .”
“I’m not exaggerating,” Minister Chen said, lifting his teacup and taking a sip. “The country has poured imnse resources into similar research, but you alone achieved two major breakthroughs—and at ining University, which isn’t even a top-tier research school. It’s truly humbling. When Dr. Hill, the UICC chairman, visited last ti, I should’ve been there, but I was abroad. I wasn’t going to miss this chance again.”
“I don’t know why you don’t want the public to know that you’re the true developer of these projects, but your contributions can’t go unacknowledged. Before coming here, I applied for a special national research grant for you,” Minister Chen said with a smile. “Don’t worry—this isn’t about the governnt taking shares or control. It’s simply a reward.”
“So today, I ca purely for this.” He handed Zhang Yang a bankbook, smiling. “Two hundred million yuan. Consider it the nation’s token of appreciation. I’ve also spoken with ining’s local leaders—they’ll fully support your Nuwa Company. Need loans, land—just ask.”
Zhang Yang stared at the string of zeroes on the passbook, stunned. This was beyond unexpected. He knew the state occasionally funded private research, but even the biggest grants rarely exceeded tens of millions. Two hundred million? Unheard of.
More importantly, the ssage behind it—need funding, need land, just ask—that was huge.
If he wanted to rapidly build Nuwa Company, massive capital and land were essential.
With that promise, everything just got easier.
“Thank you so much!” Zhang Yang said sincerely this ti.
“No need to thank ,” Minister Chen said, standing and patting Zhang Yang’s shoulder. “As long as I’m still around, I’ll support your work.”
He took out a simple card and handed it over. “Here’s my contact. If you run into trouble, call . If I can help, I will. Young man, keep up the good work.”
Without saying much more, Minister Chen left. Zhang Yang looked at the card—it had only a na and a phone number, no title, nothing fancy.
He carefully tucked it into his shirt pocket.
With the two hundred million from Minister Chen, Zhang Yang now had enough to build a new Rehabilitation Center and factory. He had originally planned to take out a loan.
After sending Minister Chen off, Zhang Yang was flooded with interview requests from major TV stations and dia outlets. Fa really did bring trouble.
He thought for a mont and decisively dumped the exhausting task on Yang Jing and Qiao Xier, while he slipped away with Xu Danlu and Gao Qi.
Tomorrow morning was Xu Danlu’s father’s discharge day. As her boyfriend, it was only right to visit tonight.
It was already dusk, and the winter night was setting in fast. Before reaching the ward, Zhang Yang pulled Xu Danlu aside and handed her a set of keys.
“Seaview Garden, Building 17C, Unit 601. Don’t say it’s from .”
Xu Danlu froze. “What’s this?”
“A house,” Zhang Yang said casually. “I checked out that complex—it’s well-guarded, quiet, great for recovery. I talked it over with Qiao Xier and bought a fully furnished four-bedroom place. It’s under your na. You can give it to your parents.”
“So that’s why you asked for my ID last ti… Why didn’t you tell sooner?”
“Dummy, your birthday’s the day after tomorrow. Consider it an early gift.” Zhang Yang hugged her with a smile. “I wanted to surprise you, but this works too—your parents can move in right away.”
“Yangzi… I…” Xu Danlu’s eyes turned red as she threw herself into his arms, lightly punching his chest. “Thank you.”
She hadn’t expected him to rember her birthday, let alone gift her sothing this big. A four-bedroom Seaview Garden apartnt easily cost five or six million, and he gave it without hesitation.
“But we can’t accept it. The company’s just starting out—you shouldn’t throw money around.” Her family had sold their house to pay dical bills, so they did need a ho. But knowing Nuwa Company was still in its early stages, she couldn’t bear to take it.
“Don’t worry. I can’t let my future in-laws rent a place.” Zhang Yang chuckled and, when no one was looking, sneaked a hand to her firm, full chest, whispering, “Besides, money’s not an issue right now. The governnt just granted us two hundred million.”
“Ah—really?” Xu Danlu swatted his hand away, blushing as she glanced around to make sure no one saw.
“Of course it’s true. That’s why we need to move fast. Zhou Wei’s father already found us a potential site. We’ll check it out tomorrow. If it works, we’ll start hiring imdiately and officially launch Nuwa Pharmaceuticals. You and Gao Qi handle recruitnt—set the requirents. In a few days, I’ll go with Sister Yang Jing to her alma mater to look for dical professionals, so I might not be able to help.”
Now that funding and location were settled, staffing was the biggest problem. Zhang Yang didn’t want to take risks. Production would be under Qiao Xier’s supervision, so Nuwa Pharmaceuticals mainly needed sales, custor service, and admin staff—roles Gao Qi and Xu Danlu could handle.
The real challenge was finding top-tier dical experts, and Tsinghua Peking Union dical College, Yang Jing’s alma mater, was the perfect place.
Yang Jing had already spoken with her doctoral advisor. Soon, Tsinghua would provide a list of top graduating students for Zhang Yang’s team to select from. She had planned to go alone, but Zhang Yang wasn’t comfortable letting her. He’d join the trip—after all, these recruits would later have access to Nuwa Company’s core secrets.
So, the hiring duties here would fall to Xu Danlu and Gao Qi. Luckily, Gao Qi had prior experience as an administrative manager despite being an accounting major.
“Don’t worry about it. Qi-jie already drafted a plan.” Xu Danlu took out a folded sheet and handed it to Zhang Yang. “Here’s her first draft.”
“Oh? She’s being proactive for once.” Zhang Yang took the paper, glanced at it—and his face darkened imdiately.
That woman had lost her damn mind!
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