Study System: I'm a 38-Year-Old Student-Chapter 319 - 213: Awakening Oral Liquid Is Great!
"Hmm, my head does feel like it’s not working as well lately."
"No harm in trying it!"
Lin Moxuan’s attitude took a complete turnaround as he directly accepted the "Awakening Oral Liquid."
Shen Qiushan chuckled, "Dad, where were we in our conversation?"
"Yes, although the competition wasn’t your idea, you knew about it and didn’t report it!"
Lin Moxuan’s tone was noticeably more gentle than before.
After all, one feels obliged when accepting favors, especially since Shen Qiushan gave him the "Awakening Oral Liquid," a rare product he couldn’t find anywhere online.
It seemed that only Shen Qiushan could get hold of it, no duplicates to be found!
Lin Moxuan was curious about the origin of this product but felt embarrassed to ask.
But the good thing about it being exclusive to Shen Qiushan was that even the higher-ups couldn’t get hold of it.
And this made Lin Moxuan sense an opportunity for advancement. Logically, at his age and position, there was virtually no chance of promotion, with a 99% probability that he would retire in this role.
But if he could indeed establish a good relationship with the senior leadership because of this Little Blue Bottle, then what seemed impossible might just become possible.
Because Lin Moxuan possessed an irreplaceable element, or rather, the "Little Blue Bottle" was irreplaceable.
No one else besides Shen Qiushan had it.
With this thought, Lin Moxuan’s ambitions shifted again.
It seemed worthwhile to have a good talk with this son-in-law. If he could really make some progress, he could apply to extend the retirement age to 65.
Not only could his political life be extended, but his retirement benefits would also be much better than now.
Although achieving this through the Little Blue Bottle was unlikely, there was still some chance.
Seeing his father change his attitude over a box of "Awakening Oral Liquid," Lin Xiamo and Lin Jiayu were a bit stunned on the side.
They knew their father well.
When did Director Lin become so easy-going?
It was simply inexplicable.
"Dad, have you seen the comments online?"
"The audience now highly acknowledges Momo’s band, and the discussion online is extremely high; saying it’s an overnight sensation is not an exaggeration."
"As the saying goes, in every profession, there are top talents; Momo undeniably has outstanding talent in music!"
Shen Qiushan said, capitalizing on the momentum.
And his remark immediately resonated with Chen Qingzhu, who raised her head smugly, "I have always said that among the three daughters, Momo is the one who resembles me most, inheriting my musical genes!"
"Mom, what about me?"
Unhappy with what her mom said, Lin Jiayu pouted her little mouth.
"Uh, you inherited...a bit."
Chen Qingzhu was not one to speak empty words while awake. Although her youngest daughter Lin Jiayu sang reasonably well, her current level was far from professional, and she was miles apart when compared to her sister Lin Xiamo.
In fact, Lin Chuxue, the eldest daughter, also sang very well, though perhaps not to Lin Xiamo’s level, but not far behind either.
Only the youngest daughter Lin Jiayu seemed to have experienced some "genetic mutation," with her musical talents being neutralized by Lin Moxuan.
"Alright!"
"Things have come to this, and I don’t want to say more!"
Lin Moxuan waved his big hand and then sternly said to Lin Xiamo, "Since you’ve entered the competition, finish it."
"You should see things through from beginning to end!"
"However, after the competition ends, you need to focus your energy on your work at the university."
"That’s the iron rice bowl that can support you for a lifetime."
"Dad..."
Lin Xiamo intended to reveal she had resigned.
Seeing the direction of the conversation, Shen Qiushan quickly intervened, "Dad is right, compete first, then work peacefully!"
While speaking, Shen Qiushan quickly signaled Lin Xiamo.
To him, it was better to proceed gradually, avoiding a "double whammy" for Director Lin, lest the old man couldn’t handle it.
Moreover, with the current momentum of the Red Rose Band, they might clinch the championship in this season of "Voice of Hua Country."
Even if they didn’t win the championship, reaching the top four should be no problem.
After achieving results, discussing her resignation would be much easier for Lin Moxuan to accept.
Essentially, Lin Xiamo could use this time to accumulate more "negotiation chips."
Lin Moxuan was unaware of Shen Qiushan’s calculations in mind. He nodded slightly, deciding to turn this page for now and have a proper talk with Shen Qiushan about the Little Blue Bottle later.
Lin Xiamo had anticipated that her father’s obstacle would be difficult to overcome. To her surprise, it was resolved with Shen Qiushan’s few words; she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fearing her father would bring up the matter again, she proactively headed to the kitchen to help her mom prepare the meal.
In the evening, the whole family gathered around the dining table for a lively meal.
During the meal, Lin Moxuan deliberately invited Shen Qiushan to drink a few more cups.
Once the drinks settled, he called Shen Qiushan to his study, saying there were work-related matters to discuss.
Once inside the study, Lin Moxuan discreetly locked the door.
This move left Shen Qiushan feeling a bit dumbfounded; was there really a need to lock the door for two men chatting in the study?
"Dad, what’s the matter?"
After sitting down, Shen Qiushan curiously asked.
"What kind of tea do you drink?"
"I have Longjing, Pu’er, and Dahongpao."
Instead of answering Shen Qiushan’s question right away, Lin Moxuan fiddled with the tea set on the table.
"Longjing, please."
Shen Qiushan replied casually. To him, the type of tea was trivial; he was more interested in the reason behind Lin Moxuan’s mysterious demeanor.
With the tea brewed.
Lin Moxuan personally poured a cup and handed it to Shen Qiushan, "How does it taste?"
"Good."
Shen Qiushan took a sip and lightly replied.
Lin Moxuan took a big sip himself, and after placing the cup down, he took out the "Awakening Oral Liquid" that Shen Qiushan had given him earlier, "Qiushan, this Awakening Oral Liquid is excellent!"
"I’ve been meaning to ask, where did you get this product?"
Ah, so it was about this!
Only then did Shen Qiushan understand the reason behind his father-in-law’s mysterious manner.
"This is developed by our laboratory."
"Though it’s not yet at the mass production level, the functions and effects have been tested through multiple experiments, perfectly reliable."
From the first time he distributed the Little Blue Bottle, Shen Qiushan had already prepared an answer.
He happened to be the heir to the "E Yuanhang Laboratory," so attributing its origin to the lab was entirely reasonable.
"Laboratory?"
"Which laboratory?"
Lin Moxuan curiously pursued.
"E Yuanhang Laboratory."
"E Yuanhang Laboratory?"
"Didn’t Professor E pass away? What does the laboratory have to do with you?"
Lin Moxuan had naturally heard of E Yuanhang Laboratory, as Professor E was a renowned physicist.
"I am now the owner of E Yuanhang Laboratory."
With a straight face, Shen Qiushan fibbed, "By chance, I gained Professor E’s favor, and he left the laboratory to me."
"And E Yuanhang Laboratory has developed over several years, expanding beyond the fields of physics and electronics into the biological domain."
"After all, laboratories must also be profitable, and the biological field is more lucrative. For instance, this Awakening Oral Liquid would generate substantial revenue if mass-produced."
Lin Moxuan watched Shen Qiushan with shock, unable to fathom that his seemingly unreliable son-in-law had gained favor from such an esteemed figure as E Yuanhang and inherited his laboratory, it was simply unfathomable.
"You mentioned it can’t be mass-produced yet?"
After slightly composing himself, Lin Moxuan asked.
This was indeed his primary concern; if mass production became feasible, the exclusivity would be lost.
Of course, it wouldn’t serve as a trade chip anymore!
"For now, mass production isn’t feasible."
With a regrettable shrug, Shen Qiushan replied, "Perhaps it may never be."
Receiving this answer, Lin Moxuan silently breathed a sigh of relief; not being able to mass-produce was good news for him.
Observing his father-in-law’s reaction, Shen Qiushan couldn’t help but mutter inwardly: why does inability to mass-produce make him happy?
Lin Moxuan picked up the teacup again, sipped some tea, and cleared his throat, "Qiushan, what is your lab’s monthly output?"
"Is regular supply possible?"
