Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 845 Mysterious Formula Research Institute! (Two chapters combined)
Going to dinner parties is something that happens in the evening; during the day, people in the dialect department just do what they normally do.

It's around lunchtime when school lets out, and I go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Because she had promised Miao Kexiu that she would help her friend with her headache.

When Fang Yan arrived at school in the morning, she was supposed to be in the classroom, but as soon as she arrived, she was found by the school leaders, who said that the production line of the Secret Formula Research Institute had arrived.

Tell him to pick up the goods at the research institute later.

Fang Yan was somewhat surprised. The last time he saw it outside, it was still under construction. How could it be completed in just over half a month?
It's important to know that the work underground is far more complex than anything on the surface.

I thought it would take some time before I could finish speaking in dialect.

Now they've told him that the work is complete and they can move in to install the drug production line.

Isn't this faster than Lao Hu's work in Chaoyang Dongba and Changping Shahe area?

Fang Yan asked Professor Yue Meizhong, who had notified him:

"Is it all fixed over there? Can we install the production line now?"

Yue Meizhong said:
"The ground construction is almost complete, and the production line can be installed now."

Fang Yan asked in surprise:
"So fast?"

Yue Meizhong said:
"The military is known for its efficiency."

"They're basically working on the construction site at night too. You wouldn't know if you weren't on campus that they're operating 24 hours a day."

"Good heavens..." Fang Yan exclaimed in surprise, realizing that the army comrades were working day and night to catch up on things he hadn't noticed.

"When will the production line arrive today?" Fang Yan asked.

Yue Meizhong glanced at her watch and said to Fang Yan:

"Around 9:30 in the morning."

Fang Yan glanced at his watch and realized they would arrive in a little while.

At this moment, Yue Meizhong took out a document stamped with a large red seal and handed it to Fang Yan:

"This is a pass. With this, you can enter the construction site."

Fang Yan glanced at it; it was issued by the Ministry of Health and the school, granting Fang Yan permission to enter the construction site.

And you are only allowed to bring one person.

Fang Yan was speechless. Didn't he think he was the one managing the secret recipe research institute?
Now I have to be very careful even when I go into the construction site, and I need a pass to get in. The level of secrecy is too high.

Now people are starting to suspect that they're not building a secret formula research institute for themselves, but rather a research base with an extremely high level of secrecy.

Fang Yan then took his things and prepared to go there alone.

"Aren't you going to invite someone along?" Yue Meizhong asked Fang Yan.

Fang Yan responded to Yue Meizhong:

"It's just picking up a shipment, right? I can just go there by myself and sign the papers, right?"

Yue Meizhong said to Fang Yan:

"You should take someone with you."

Fang Yan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this:
"What, you don't mean I have to go there and be a laborer, loading and unloading parts on the production line myself, do you?"

Yue Meizhong also said with a smile:

"Of course not. Find someone you trust. If you're unavailable later, we can just contact him directly."

"Don't look at it that way, this place is very well-secret."

"The construction of the secret formula research institute is handled by a military construction team and involves classified facilities. Its security design, control over the use of medicinal materials, and approval of special documents all require strict control. Bringing a trusted person with you can avoid the risk of leakage and ensure the confidentiality of the project."

"Wouldn't it be safer for me to be alone?" Fang Yan asked.

Yue Meizhong said:
"The research institute involves dynamic equity adjustments, coordination of medicinal material procurement, and daily management after the production line is installed. You need a reliable assistant to help you handle specific tasks. You can't have someone available all the time, can you?"

“A person you trust…” Fang Yan frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he asked:
"Is Meng Jimin suitable?"

Yue Meizhong said:
"Well, yes."

"As a top student of Zhu Liangchun, he possesses both professional competence and loyalty, making him an ideal candidate."

Fang Yan nodded, walked back to the classroom door, and greeted Meng Jimin:

"Old Meng, come out and lend a hand."

Before Meng Jimin could respond, the others in the classroom started asking questions all at once:

"What's wrong, class monitor?"

"Brother Fang, is there anything I can help with? I'll do it too!"

"That's right, I'll do it!"

"Brother Fang..."

Fang Yan quickly said to them:

"It's nothing, don't worry about it. I just asked Lao Meng to go to the construction site behind the school."

Meng Jimin walked over and said in surprise:
"Huh? Doing manual labor?"

Fang Yan said to him:
"Of course not, don't ask any more questions, just come with me."

"They're here!" Meng Jimin hurriedly followed.

He was one of Fang Yan's earliest followers. Now, because so many people are following him, they all vie to do whatever Fang Yan asks. Unless Fang Yan personally calls on him, Meng Jimin basically doesn't want to compete with the new recruits for a chance to shine.

Mainly because he no longer needed to show off in front of the dialect.

This is trust.

Now that Fang Yan had taken the initiative to call him without saying why, Meng Jimin immediately understood that something big must have happened.

"If we're not back by the time class starts, just let the teacher know," Fang Yan said to the people in the classroom.

Upon hearing Fang Yan's words, everyone in the classroom agreed.

Fang Yan then went outside with Meng Jimin.

Then Fang Yan asked Yue Meizhong:
"Professor Yue, are you going?"

"I won't go. I have a meeting at the Ministry of Education later. You guys can go," Yue Meizhong said to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded, then said to Meng Jimin:
"Walk."

After walking for a while and seeing that no one was around, Meng Jimin asked Fang Yan:

"what's the situation?"

He said in dialect:

"The production line from the Secret Formula Research Institute has arrived."

"Let me go and sign for it."

"You're taking me with you just to sign something?" Meng Jimin asked curiously.

Fang Yan said to him:
"I'll have you show up there. If I'm not at school, you're close by and can help me out anytime."

Upon hearing this, Meng Jimin pondered for a moment, then said with some excitement:

"So, does that mean I'm not the second-in-command at the Secret Formula Research Institute?"

Fang Yan was both amused and exasperated, and said:
"I don't even know where I stand now, let alone you."

The research institute is still under construction, and Fang Yan's official appointment notice hasn't been issued yet, so he's not making things up. He genuinely doesn't know his position.

Meng Jimin said:
"Hey, who cares who's in charge, as long as the higher-ups approve, that's all that matters."

In Meng Jimin's view, as long as the higher-ups said so, it meant they had agreed to it, and the specific arrangements were just a matter of time.

There's no need to worry about dialects; no matter how things are arranged, they are the core element here.

The main thing is that he was able to get there this time.

"Did you choose me, or did the research institute choose me?" Meng Jimin asked Fang Yan.

"What do you think?" Fang Yan rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

The answer was obvious. Meng Jimin chuckled. He was indeed a good brother who valued loyalty.

In critical moments, they still think of themselves first; that's true trust!
The two crossed the back mountain and arrived at the outside of the construction site. The houses had changed drastically. Even the muddy ground outside had been covered with reinforced concrete. The previously messy shrubs and weeds had now been cleared away.

There are also ornamental trees that have not been planted around.

The workshop that used to be used as a Party school is now also covered by scaffolding, with a lot of reinforcements on it. Fang Yan could tell that it had been reinforced again.

It's only been a short time since I last came here, and everything has completely changed.

Fang Yan led Meng Jimin to the entrance of the construction site, where they were stopped by soldiers.

"Comrade, we're here to sign off on the traditional Chinese medicine production line," Fang Yan said.

Without wasting words, the other party said directly:
"Please show me your pass."

"This." Fang Yan took out the pass that Yue Meizhong had just given him.

After looking them over, the other person glanced at them and then stepped aside, saying:

"Please come in."

Fang Yan took back the pass, then tilted his head at Meng Jimin, gesturing for him to follow him inside.

"Snap!" Just as they walked by, the soldier acting as the gatekeeper saluted them.

Fang Yan and Meng Jimin quickly nodded to them in greeting.

Ever since Fang Yan received a salute from soldiers when he received the 50th anniversary commemorative medal for the founding of the army, he had consulted with Xie Lao and others.

Mr. Xie and his colleagues said that when ordinary people like them encounter soldiers saluting, they usually do not need to perform a formal military salute like soldiers do.

You can express your respect and reverence for soldiers by smiling, nodding, or offering a simple greeting.

Of course, in certain formal occasions, such as commemorative events or military ceremonies, ordinary people may appropriately imitate the salute of soldiers to express their high respect for soldiers and the army, depending on the atmosphere and requirements of the scene, but the movements do not need to be as standard and standardized as those of soldiers.

It is important to note that the military salute is a unique etiquette for soldiers, with strict rules and meanings. Ordinary people do not need to deliberately pursue perfect military salute movements; what is important is to convey their inner respect for soldiers.

He figured he'd encounter this kind of situation often in the future, so he specifically asked about it.

Finally, I got the standard answer from a veteran soldier.

Of course, if he doesn't have a standard answer, not many people really care; it's just a matter of etiquette.

People value his medical skills even more.

After entering the restricted area of ​​the construction site, Fang Yan and Meng Jimin walked inside and finally arrived at the workshop entrance.

A new roller shutter door has been installed here, allowing you to see the entire interior from the main entrance of the workshop.

The direction in which the door opens is also quite interesting; you can't see the workshop door at all unless you go inside the restricted area.

It seems to have been specially designed from the very beginning.

The two walked inside and saw that the workshop floor had been re-leveled and the passageways had been painted green; these were the marked passageways.

The passageway was fencing off with caution tape on both sides, and behind the fencing were excavated foundation pits.

These are all needed for installing the production line.

Huge air ducts are being installed in the production workshop, presumably for dust removal.

Inside, soldiers from the engineering corps, dressed in military uniforms and wearing safety helmets, were busy at work.

"Shall we go inside and take a look? Or should we wait here for the truck that will transport the production line to arrive?" Meng Jimin asked Fang Yan.

Fang Yan said to him:
"Let's go in and take a look."

Meng Jimin nodded, then followed Fang Yan inside.

By this time, some people had already noticed them.

"Comrades! What are you doing here?" a middle-aged man in military uniform asked them.

He responded in dialect:
"I am the head of the Secret Recipe Research Institute." "This is my work ID and pass." Fang Yan then took out his work ID and pass.

Then he introduced Meng Jimin, who was standing next to him:
“He is my deputy who came with me. We came here to sign for the production line equipment that arrived today.”

The other person had just taken the documents, paused slightly, and then asked:
"Oh, you must be Comrade Fang Yan?!"

"Yes." Fang Yan nodded.

The middle-aged soldier opened the ID card with the dialect accent, glanced at it, and then saluted him.

"Hello, Comrade Fang Yan!"

Then he tucked his dialect ID under his arm and warmly shook hands with his dialect representatives:

"I'm the construction manager here, my name is Tian Shun!"

Then he looked at Meng Jimin and asked:

"This comrade..."

The latter quickly said:
"Oh, my name is Meng Jimin."

He then extended his hand and shook hands with Meng Jimin:

"Comrade Meng Jimin, hello! Hello!"

Then Tian Shun said to Fang Yan:

"I had heard before that the TCM techniques promoted last year were all proposed by Comrade Fang Yan. Today I finally got to see them in person."

Fang Yan then realized that the other party was so enthusiastic because of the Taoist medical chain lock and the acupuncture technique for stopping bleeding by cutting the pulse.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Tian Jun, the other party took out two safety helmets and gave them to them.

“You have to wear a hat to enter the construction site, that’s the rule. These two are new,” Tian Shun said, handing the hat to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan and Meng Jimin put on their safety helmets before entering the workshop.

As soon as I entered, I smelled the burnt smell of welding torches burning metal.

Meng Jimin muttered under his breath, "What a grand display," as he stood behind Fang Yan.

Fang Yan stared at the soldiers working high above the workshop.

At this moment, Tian Shun introduced Fang Yan and the others:
"The workshop was converted from an abandoned factory building, covering an area of ​​about 2800 square meters, and was divided into a trial production area for traditional Chinese medicine. The ground was re-poured with concrete and polished smooth, the passageway was paved with green anti-slip paint, and there were warning lines and fences on both sides. Behind it is the foundation pit for the production line. The construction was completed by our military engineering team in shifts around the clock. High-strength reinforced concrete was used to reinforce the walls. The level of secrecy is high, and roller shutters were added to the outside for concealment. It is impossible to observe the inside directly from outside the restricted area."

"A large-scale dust collection system is installed at the top for air purification and dust control; cable ducts are pre-embedded in the walls, with concealed wiring that meets explosion-proof requirements. Our personnel are currently welding the equipment base and debugging the dust collection system."

"The production line components are about to arrive and need to be installed in the foundation pit according to the drawings. The explosion-proof lighting and constant temperature control system have already been pre-installed here."

"This is a reserved pipeline interface, which will facilitate the subsequent connection to the P2-level biological laboratory in the core R&D area, enabling seamless collaboration between R&D and production."

Fang Yan noticed several soldiers kneeling on the ground in the corner calibrating an electronic scale. Their green uniforms were covered with white sweat stains on their backs, indicating that they had been working non-stop all night.

Walking on the newly poured epoxy floor, the shoes squeaked.

Meng Jimin squatted down and tapped the drainage ditch beside the aisle. The stainless steel wall of the ditch made a crisp sound: "This depth is deep enough to raise fish, right?"

Tian Shun explained, "It was designed according to explosion-proof standards, in case of organic solvent leakage..."

He interrupted in dialect:
"We do not have that kind of production requirement at the moment."

Tian Shun nodded after hearing this. Fang Yan was the person in charge of the next production requirements, so if he said there was no way, then there definitely wasn't.

"How is it underground?" Fang Yan asked Tian Shun.

"The main underground project has been completed, but the security system has not yet been fully put into use. Our construction team has achieved 'integrated delivery of surface and underground facilities' through high-intensity work, which will enable the subsequent installation of production lines and linkage with the core R&D area, including the P2 laboratory, to meet the core safety requirements of the research institute."

Fang Yan asked again:
"Is there a connecting tunnel or other underground safety exit below?"

“This…” Tian Shun glanced at Meng Jimin, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Fang Yan understood what it meant and said:

"It's okay, he'll know."

Tian Shun nodded and said:
"Yes, it's already been dug up."

"But it's still being reinforced."

Fang Yan nodded, confirming that it was indeed as he had thought.

"Can we go down and take a look?"

Tian Shun shook his head and said:
"Not for now. The underground security system's explosion-proof infrared sensor device is still in the debugging stage. Before it passes the military's internal inspection, non-construction personnel are prohibited from entering."

After saying that, he apologized to Fang Yan:
"I'm really sorry, this is a regulation from above."

He said in dialect:

"It's okay, I'm just curious and want to take a look. If I can't go in, I can wait until it's all set up before going in."

"Anyway, it shouldn't take long."

Tian Shun nodded upon hearing this:

"It really won't be long before this place can be handed over."

Just then, Fang Yan heard the sound of car engines outside. He turned around and saw that several trucks had driven over and stopped at the door.

Tian Shun said:

"The trucks transporting the production line have arrived."

Fang Yan said to Meng Jimin:
"Let's go pick up the goods."

The two arrived at the door together, and at that moment, the drivers of several trucks opened their doors and got out of their vehicles.

At this moment, Fang Yan saw a familiar figure get off the second car.

"Director Chen?!" Fang Yan was completely dumbfounded when she saw Chen Keji.

Chen Keji also saw the dialect and was a little confused.

"What are you doing here?" the two asked each other in unison.

"I'm responsible for participating in the debugging and installation of the production line," Chen Keji said.

He said in dialect:

"I am the person in charge here."

"..." Then both of them fell silent.

Fang Yan asked Chen Keji:

"You didn't do this kind of classified work before, did you?"

Chen Keji scratched his head:
"Not entirely, though. I have a lot of classified work."

Okay, that's it.

Now comes the awkward part: Chen Keji has been working for the dialect all along.

Although it's not quite the right way to put it, that's certainly true.

Finally, Chen Keji broke the awkward silence by taking out a file folder:

"Alright, alright, sign here."

"I still need to organize people to install it here today."

Fang Yan took the file bag, opened it, and found a stack of documents inside.

Chen Keji said to him:
"Pick up the items according to the list."

"You don't need to worry about it later."

Fang Yan nodded, then without further ado, began checking all the devices on the vehicles.

It has vacuum freeze sterilization equipment, honey pill forming machine, automatic packaging line, high-precision calibration tools, two-stage dust removal system, wastewater treatment system, as well as explosion-proof and temperature control system.

Some are from Japan, and some are from East Germany.

Small but complete.

However, these are all above ground; the things underground are not here.

There is no laboratory equipment at all.

Fang Yan didn't say anything, and after confirming everything, he signed it directly.

After signing, Chen Keji jokingly said to the dialect:
"Alright, leave the rest of the work to me, comrade in charge of the research institute."

It was clear that Chen Keji had adjusted his mindset in the short time that had just passed.

Although the dialect here surprised him somewhat, there were actually clues to it.

You can guess from some snippets of conversation from the previous leader.

Fang Yan smiled and shook his head, then said:

"Okay, then I'll leave this to you."

“I’m going back to look at the ‘Yongle Encyclopedia of Prescriptions’ that you gave me.”

Chen Keji smiled and agreed, and then Fang Yan led Meng Jimin away from there.

"I never expected that the person in charge of assembling the production line would be Director Chen?" On the way back, Meng Jimin shared his thoughts with Fang Yan.

He said in dialect:

"Actually, it makes sense. He has the ability, the level of secrecy is high enough, and all the conditions are right."

Meng Jimin nodded.

At this moment, he realized that the higher-ups valued this secret formula research institute even more than he had thought.

What level of people are the ones who come here to work?
A glimpse of the leopard can be seen in the tube.

……

The morning passed quickly, and Fang Yan drove back to Xiehe Hospital.

Outside the parking lot, Miao Kexiu and another stylishly dressed woman with short hair and sunglasses were already waiting for Fang Yan.

Upon seeing Fang Yan get out of the sports car, the woman in sunglasses quickly took off her sunglasses.

Then he carefully examined the dialect.

Before Miao Kexiu and Fang Yan could speak, the short-haired woman greeted Fang Yan first:

Hello, Mr. Fang!

"Hello." Fang Yan looked at the woman. She had a round but delicate face with soft and smooth lines. Her cheeks were full and three-dimensional, with a hint of the boldness and enthusiasm of a Western woman. The corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, adding a touch of charm.

"My name is Tang Meili, and I'm from Shanghai," the short-haired woman introduced herself with a smile in her local dialect.

Fang Yan has now recognized who this person is.

Ding Pei.

She played the female lead in the film "The Big Boss," working alongside Bruce Lee.

She later collaborated with Bruce Lee on films such as "Game of Death." On July 20, 1973, Bruce Lee suddenly passed away at Betty Ting Pei's home, which brought Betty Ting Pei a lot of attention.

Three years after Bruce Lee's death, in 1976, Charles Heung married Betty Ting Pei despite external pressure.

The reason she didn't say her name was Ding Pei wasn't because she was deliberately trying to deceive people with dialects. Her original name was Tang Meili. She was born in 1946 into a wealthy family in Shanghai, China. Her uncle was Bai Yunfeng, a famous Cantonese opera singer in Hong Kong at the time. Influenced by her family environment from a young age, she developed a strong interest in art. In 1967, she signed with Shaw Brothers Studio and officially began her acting career.

“Hello Ms. Tang, please don’t call me boss anymore. You can call me Fang Yan or Dr. Fang.” Fang Yan said to Ding Pei.

Ding Pei said:

"Oh, okay, then I'll call you Dr. Fang. You can also call me by my current name—Ding Pei!"

Miao Kexiu also said:
"She came here this time to see Dr. Fang for her headache."

Ding Pei nodded and said:
"Yes, I've had headaches for three or four years. I've heard that Dr. Fang is a highly skilled doctor. If Dr. Fang can cure me, I can act in a movie for you for free."

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

There will be an extra chapter later!

(End of this chapter)