After saying the last sentence, Xiaocao didn't say anything more, and Lin Yao was too lazy to attach his senses to watch Xiaocao's actions.
Standing on the street fifty meters in front of the "Luo Shen Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd." factory gate, Lin Yao's only thought was to bankrupt the pharmaceutical factory, as a large-scale event to make an example of it.
"Little Grass, while you're at it, make all their products invalid, and then have the hype-mongers stir it up in a few days. Let them experience what it's like to be sued."
“No problem.” Xiaocao exclaimed happily. “Yaoyao, this city is a bit big. You can take a taxi to the other side. Right now, my six-kilometer distance can’t cover the whole city. This is the outskirts.”
"Six kilometers? You've improved again?" Lin Yao smiled, hailed a taxi, and drove around Luoyang City.
The theft of the bacterial strains had occurred some time ago, but Luo Jimin and Lin Hongmei did not bother Lin Yao until he filed a lawsuit in court.
All of the first batch of drugs approved and produced by Minhong used biotechnology, and Xiaocao effectively controlled the supply of strains based on Minhong's production scale.
The volume and quantity of the mother liquor specifically for cultivating microbial strains are limited. Only by supplying the culture medium at full capacity can the second-generation microbial colonies produced meet the maximum production limit of Minhong. These second-generation strains are the top layer of bacterial solution that floats after being cultured in the mother liquor for a certain period of time. The bottom layer of mother liquor is the key to Minhong production.
Wang Kuang took advantage of his position to steal most of the mother liquor from the bottom layer, which enabled "Luo Shen Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd." to have the ability to continue production, but also caused Min Hong's production capacity to drop to below 30%. Therefore, Lin Hongmei had to notify Lin Yao because the mother liquor needed to be replenished.
Pharmaceutical companies with smooth sales channels enjoy high profits. This can be understood by looking at the types of advertisements on DDTV every day. The advertising time slots, which are worth a considerable car every second, are completely occupied by advertisements for pharmaceuticals, cosmetics, detergents, and toothpaste. Except for the last category, which maintains its profits entirely through market share, the others are all advertisements for high-profit industries and products.
"Luo Shen Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd." is clearly a large-scale, highly profitable company, and a key enterprise in the local area. Therefore, from submitting the lawsuit, accepting the application, deliberation, to the court hearing, it only took one week. Lin Yao rushed over to attend the hearing the following day.
After touring Luoyang, Lin Yao got out of the car, ready to sample some local snacks.
In the evening, I'd have a few skewers of lamb, a bowl of spicy soup, and a potsticker—that would be my dinner.
After meeting with the CEO of Luo Shen Company, they would go to eat the famous donkey meat soup and beef soup. This was all planned by Lin Yao in advance, so that he could balance business and personal matters. Unlike before, he would not deliberately commit brutal murders to vent his anger. He would treat the revenge action as a trip and treat it with a normal mindset.
"This snack is good, it was worth the trip. It's a pity you can't have any, Xiaocao." Lin Yao picked up a beef potsticker and threw it into his mouth, chatting with Xiaocao while chewing, and teasing her a bit so she wouldn't always think of him as a person.
"What's so good about it? It's all filth. The more you eat, the more impurities will accumulate in your body. Don't you know that in the end, Shi Nian won't even eat human food anymore? He has no ambition at all!"
Xiaocao's disdainful reply made Lin Yao imagine a girl pouting, raising her eyebrows, and turning her head away in disdain.
"This spicy soup is really good. It's numbing, spicy, sour, and fragrant. It truly lives up to its reputation as Luoyang's number one snack. I'd love to have a second bowl." Lin Yao ignored Xiao Cao's disdain. He still found eating delicious food very enjoyable, especially affordable and tasty food.
"Just order another bowl, it's only one dollar and fifty cents," Xiaocao replied irritably, though it was unclear whether she was angry that she couldn't get any.
"Boss, another bowl of spicy soup, please." Lin Yao accepted Xiao Cao's suggestion and felt he should have another bowl.
"Hey! Yao Yao, two of your men have come to Luoyang too."
Just as Lin Yao was enjoying his meal, Xiao Cao interrupted him.
"What? Who are you talking about?"
“Pei Yuan and Sun Miao? Why did they follow us?” Xiao Cao was still puzzled. “They’re about two kilometers away from you. They’re eating beef soup right now, but they don’t seem to have the same appetite as you. They seem to have something on their mind.”
"Of course, those two guys were spoiled since they were little, how could they be as good at eating and working as me?" Lin Yao sped up his eating, slurping his spicy soup loudly, showing no manners whatsoever.
"Let's go see, could it be that they've also come to Luoyang to watch Minhong's lawsuit?"
The little grass was restless; she had long been impatient with Lin Yao eating. He was always testing her tolerance. So what if she couldn't eat gourmet food? That messy food had no medicinal properties at all, what was so delicious about it?
"Okay." Lin Yao hurriedly stuffed the last potsticker into his mouth, pursed his lips, and mumbled, "Boss, take the money."
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"Begin the operation!"
Pei Yuan, wearing a hood, spoke in a cold voice.
"yes."
The five men in tight-fitting clothes responded in unison, their voices very low.
Sun Miao didn't speak, but simply raised his hand and made a gesture. Immediately, five masked men in tight-fitting clothes dispersed and paired up with the Pei family members.
With the Sun family's defenses and protection, the two families could cooperate more efficiently and avoid major casualties.
Ten men disappeared into the night, vanishing instantly under the city lights, surrounding a rather upscale-looking hotel, with someone assigned to each direction.
"Number Two, let's go." Pei Yuan didn't address Sun Miao by his name, but directly used the code name used in the operation.
At two o'clock in the morning, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and very few vehicles were passing by. The whole city was quiet.
Two hundred meters away from the "Haotel" Hotel, Lin Yao sat on the stone edge of the flower bed, focusing his senses on the tendrils of the grass to observe the entire operation.
Before Pei Yuan issued the order to proceed, Lin Yao noticed a taxi pull into the hotel and a thin, bespectacled man in his forties got out. He was clearly Chinese, and Lin Yao guessed he was Pei Yuan and Sun Miao's target.
Pei Yuan and Sun Miao did not take the elevator from the lobby, but instead climbed up the exterior wall of the hotel that was facing away from the road. They were very fast, climbing one floor every three seconds on average.
Lin Yao focused his attention on the man who had just entered the hotel. He saw the man take the elevator to the seventeenth floor and knock on room 1701.
The people in the room didn't ask any questions. After seeing the newcomer through the peephole, they opened the door and the man slipped inside. They clearly knew each other.
"Did you bring the things?"
The speaker was a rugged-looking foreign man. Lin Yao couldn't tell his exact age, but he figured all foreign men looked pretty much the same.
The conversation was, of course, in English. Although Lin Yao had already developed basic English listening skills under the influence of the female clerk in the international department, Xiao Cao still provided simultaneous translation to make things easier for him, because the foreign man had a heavy accent and Lin Yao couldn't hear him clearly.
“I brought it,” the Chinese man replied, speaking in English, which Lin Yao understood.
"Leave it to me."
"My compensation, and arrangements for me to leave China."
"The computer is here. We'll transfer three million euros to your Swiss bank account right away. As for your departure from the country, come with us now. We'll help you with your makeup and you can take a car to Beihai and contact the person on this phone. Someone will then arrange for you to leave Vietnam and be transferred to our UK."