Chapter Nineteenth A White Project

  Opening the plan book, Song Jian quickly browsed through this "One Stroke White" project, which was exactly what made Xu Si lose his appetite for food and drink all day.

  "Hmm, so that's it," Song Jian flipped through a few pages, "Using the extract of Chinese medicine Trichosanthes to make whitening skincare products, this project is pretty good, should be."

  Song Jian looked at it bit by bit, he had been the imperial physician of the palace, so naturally he knew that during the Song Dynasty, the princesses in the palace used this kind of Chinese medicine to grind into powder for skin whitening.

  Cuscuta chinensis is a special medicinal herb, it is a parasitic plant that grows on leguminous plants. Cuscuta chinensis has many applications in traditional Chinese medicine, its main functions are tonifying the kidney and essence, nourishing the liver and improving vision, as well as stabilizing the fetus and stopping diarrhea.

  All traditional Chinese medicine practitioners know that Tribulus terrestris has the above-mentioned medicinal effects, but few of them know that after being crushed, it can be used as a whitening and health care skin product.

  Song Jian had previously used this flavor of Trichosanthes to configure palace beauty whitening drugs for those imperial concubines, so he naturally understood.

  "If the direction is not wrong, why is Xu Si so depressed? What's going on with the plan?" Song Jian continued to flip through the back, and the plan behind included the study of the medicinal properties of Tribulus terrestris and its extraction.

  It can be seen from this plan that Sifang Company has carried out a series of pharmacological studies on drugs, confirming that a flavonoid in Tribulus terrestris can significantly regulate the body's endocrine balance and has good cell stimulating activity, which can quickly whiten human skin. This flavonoid is temporarily referred to as "Tribulus Flavonoid".

  Since the main whitening component in Tribulus terrestris is Tribuloside, the next step was to extract Tribuloside from Tribulus terrestris, and the research on the extraction project went very smoothly.

  Song Jian nodded, he knew that extracting the flavonoids from the Tribulus terrestris was a very clever method, this way the other useless components in the Tribulus terrestris would be discarded, and the purity of the medicine could be guaranteed.

  Next, using isoflavones, blending with glycerin, pearl powder, elastin and so on, to make a usable whitening cosmetic. If successful, this "One Touch White" cosmetic can be used as both makeup and skin-whitening product, no need to go home every day to apply cucumber slices, because this product itself has the effect of making skin healthy and white.

  Song Jian finally understood why Xu Si had been frowning every day after flipping through it until the end.

  Because isoflavones can't perfectly blend with glycerin, pearl powder and elastic protein, isoflavones are easily oxidized. If they don't blend well with glycerin, they will be quickly oxidized by oxygen in the air and turn red.

  You think, if you applied a cosmetic in the morning and by noon your face turned red, that dark red color, which woman can accept it? Even if this cosmetic has whitening effect, it's still unacceptable.

  Song Jian let out a long sigh, he knew where the problem was, and quickly flipped forward again, taking another look at the structure of Rutin.

  A smile spread across his face, and Song Jian couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This is really quite a coincidence, I didn't expect that a project from my graduate school days would actually come in handy now."

  The next morning, Xu Si didn't go to the company and started doing household chores at home after finishing breakfast.

  Song Jian held onto Xu Si's briefcase, about to leave, when he suddenly asked: "Xu Si, if I can revive this 'One Stroke White' project, how much money are you willing to give me?"

  Xu Sizheng was sweeping the living room with a broom when Song Jian said that, Xu thought for a moment and said: "You want how much, I'll give you how much."

  "Well, can you give me a reward of 100,000?" Song Jian said. He had originally planned to take one percent of the project's profits, but felt that was too much. Song Jian knew that if this project succeeded, the profits it brought would be immeasurable. Of course, in order to achieve long-term and substantial profits, it depends on how well Siyuan Company does its confidentiality work and marketing strategy.

  Moreover, Song Jian needs money and he is currently short of it. In the legendary Chinese medicine exhibition a week later, if there really are the Chinese medicines that Song Jian needs, I'm afraid they will have to be bought for tens of thousands of yuan.

  What's more, it's just refining the marrow-washing pill for now, and later on, we'll need to refine the bone-tempering pill, which will require even more money.

  Xu Si nodded and said: "Two million is also okay."

  "Alright, it's settled." Song Jian took his bag and turned around to leave immediately.

  Xu Si was stunned and listened to Song Jian's tone, which didn't seem like a joke at all.

  "Wait for me!"

  At this time, a shout came from the second floor, and then a woman wearing a knee-length denim skirt and high heels quickly ran down the stairs.

  "Xia Lin! How dare you wear my clothes!"

  Xia Lin made a funny face at Xu Si and said: "Today I'm going to your company with Uncle, of course, we have to dress more maturely."

  Before she could finish speaking, Xia Lin had already run out in her high heels, "clattering" as she went.

  "Be careful not to sprain your ankle!" Xu Si couldn't help but remind her, seeing Xia Lin walking in high heels like that, she was indeed very worried.

  Xia Lin hastily ran out, "Uncle, wait for me."

  Song Jian turned around, only to see Xia Lin wearing a light white lace-trimmed fitted work shirt, with a tight-fitting denim one-step skirt below, and on her feet were a pair of six-centimeter high heels, hastily rushing towards him.

  "What are you going to do with your messy getup?" Song Jian asked.

  "You're so... Ahh..." Xia Lin's words were cut off as her feet slipped out from under her, and she fell backwards into Song Jian.

  Song Jian took a step forward and hugged Xia Lin, laughing: "I've never seen anyone wearing high heels run as fast as you."

  Xia Lin regained her composure and said: "Mistake, mistake... Ah! Uncle! Take away your hand!"

  Song Jian was taken aback and only then did he realize that the place where he had been supporting Xia Lin was soft and high, so he quickly withdrew his hand, saying "Mistake, mistake."

  Xia Lin glanced at Song Jian with a smile and said, "Hey, uncle, you have to work harder. Look, I'm almost taller than you now."

  Song Jian knocked on Xia Lin's door.

  Two people got on the bus and headed towards the High-tech Industrial Park.

  As I passed by the Third Affiliated Hospital of Soochow University, a familiar figure rode out of the hospital gate on an electric bicycle in a hurry.

  "Huh? How is this kid living in the hospital?" Song Jian was stunned, he recognized him, the one riding a broken electric bike in front, was actually Pei Yong, who led the trouble yesterday.

  "Beep beep beep beep......"

  A sudden burst of trumpet sound rang out.

  Song Jian looked ahead, only to see a middle-aged woman leaning on a crutch and wearing a hospital gown swaying as she crossed the road. It seemed that the woman had suddenly fallen ill, clutching her chest and stopping in the middle of the road, surrounded by cars honking impatiently.

  Many passersby came over, but no one lent a hand to help the old lady. In this day and age, everyone is afraid of getting into trouble.

  The car owner behind the aunt was even more impatient, constantly pressing the horn, and the piercing sound urged the aunt to leave quickly.

  Xia Lin slapped the car window and said: "It's so infuriating! Can't you see that the old lady is a patient? Uncle, stop the car, I'll go help that old lady!"

  Song Jian nodded and was about to pull over to stop the car.

  "What's all the commotion about? Can't you see that the old lady has a heart condition?" A man wearing a gray shirt quickly ran to the middle of the road, shouted at the driver, then skillfully pulled out emergency medication for heart conditions from the patient's pocket and administered it to her before helping her across the street.

  Song Jian was slightly surprised, because the one helping the patient cross the road was Pei Yong. Among the hundreds of people around, everyone else ignored the patient, yet only Pei Yong lent a hand to assist.

  Bai Yong helped the patient across the road, glanced at his watch on his wrist, then got on his electric bike and sped towards Siyuan Company.

  "Ah, at least there's still one good person," Xia Lin muttered, "What's wrong with us Chinese people?"

  Song Jian didn't say a word, silently driving the car towards the company. He suddenly remembered Xu Si's words from yesterday, "Actually, Pei Yong is not bad at all. The 'One Stroke White' project was planned by him, and giving him a bonus is also justified..."

  Pulling over in front of the company gate, Song Jian took his briefcase and walked into the company with Xia Lin.

  The Sifang Company does not occupy a large area, the entire building is divided into three parts, the front is the office department, the middle is the R&D department, and the back is the craft department and workshop.

  The production scale of Siyuan Company is very small, so the workshops are all in the rooms.

  As soon as they entered, a woman in her thirties came forward and said, "I am General Xu's assistant, Ma Lan. You two are Song Jian and Xia Lin, right?"

  Xia Lin hastily nodded and said: "Sister Ma Lan, it's my first day at work, I need your guidance."

  Malan covered her mouth and smiled, saying: "Your cousin has already told me, let me take you guys for a spin."

  As she spoke, Malan's gaze lingered on Song Jian's body for a few seconds, and she couldn't quite understand why Song Jian, a driver who was basically idle, would receive a high salary and special attention from Xu Si.

  Song Jian swung his briefcase and said, "General Xu asked me to hand it over to Old Qin."

  Qin Lao, Qin Huashan, is Xu Si's maternal grandfather.

  Qin Huashan is an old professor of the Chemistry Department of Suzhou University. This time, Xu Si brought his own grandfather to the company as the general manager of the "One White" project, which can be seen from Xu Si's determination.

  "Director Qin is in his office right now, I'll take you there." Ma Lan smiled and spoke up, turning around to lead Song Jian and Xia Lin towards the upstairs.

  Siyuan Company, apart from those part-time cleaning aunts, has more than 50 formal employees. Among them, 30 are workers in the rear workshop, 15 are experimental personnel in the R&D department, and the remaining dozen or so people are responsible for daily administrative and logistical work.

  Xia Lin walked behind Ma Lan in high heels, curiously looking at the employees chatting and laughing around her, and couldn't help but smile: "It seems that work is also pretty good, so relaxing, much better than school."

  Ma Lan smiled slightly at Xia Lin and said: "Then you can work here with your cousin from now on."

  Song Jian didn't care about the two women, he was thinking about how to make it clear to Qin Huashan about the last step of the White Project.