Moreover, Lin Zifeng calculated based on conventional medication, the number of patients in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and District Hospital in Yanglong District was about 1,000 to 1,500 per day.

The per capita cost of purchasing medicines is about 400 yuan, 400,000 yuan for 1,000 people, 600,000 yuan for 1,500 people, and the total cost is about 500,000 yuan.

In addition to regular patient consumption, there will also be individual "medicine jars" that can prescribe thousands or even tens of thousands of medicines at a time.

Based on this calculation, if Lin Zifeng can win the distribution rights of these two hospitals, in three years, even if his own drug distribution is not included, the conservative profit will be about 100 million. ??

"Can I see the patient first?" Lin Zifeng asked in a deep voice.

He believed that this was not the first time that the old director had made this request, but the fact that the patient was still here meant that no one had solved this problem before.

In other words, the patient mentioned by the old dean is definitely not simple.

When the old dean heard that Lin Zifeng wanted to see the patient in person, he was very happy and said: "Okay, no problem, but I want to tell you that Fenghai Group also invited their top famous doctors from Nanhu Province to come."

Lin Zifeng raised his eyebrows, but didn't pay much attention to it. He still had relatively high confidence in his medical skills.

"It's okay." Lin Zifeng said confidently.

The old director said: "Tomorrow afternoon, it will be at our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"Okay, then I'll be there on time tomorrow afternoon."

Lin Zifeng hung up the phone after making an agreement with the old dean.

After settling matters at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and the district hospital, Lin Zifeng set his sights on the health pharmacy.

The distribution rights of the health pharmacy are also very important. There are 78 branches in Yanglong District. The average turnover of each store is two to three thousand yuan, which is more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan. The annual turnover is also 20 million yuan.

above.

The key is the market share. If it can be reduced, it will facilitate Lin Zifeng's future expansion.

The person in charge of the health pharmacy in Yanglong District was a middle-aged man named He Mie Xiong. After Lin Zifeng got his phone number, he immediately called He Mie Xiong.

The phone was quickly connected, and a steady voice came from inside, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, I am the owner of Xingshan Pharmaceutical, and I want to talk to you about the distribution rights." Lin Zifeng said.

As soon as he heard what Lin Zifeng said, He Mie Xiong said bluntly: "Master Lin, Tang Medical Group was very happy to cooperate with us before, but you brought down Tang Medical Group and gave me a headache. Why do you think I should cooperate with you?"

How about your cooperation?"

"Mr. He, everyone is here for profit. I want to know what conditions Fenghai Group gives you?" Lin Zifeng asked.

There was a hint of ridicule in He Mole Xiong's voice, "You don't have to think about this. To put it bluntly, as long as I, He Mole Xiong, am the person in charge of Yanglong District, you will never want to get our distribution."

right."

Lin Zifeng frowned. He Mole Xiong's attitude was too firm. Lin Zifeng knew that it would be useless no matter how much he said now.

What he can do now is to win the distribution rights of Yanglong District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and District Hospital. After winning the distribution rights of these two companies, Lin Zifeng still has the possibility of negotiation.

In a villa in Yanglong District, the provincial capital of Jiangnan Province, Feng Zhengyang, the boss of Fenghai Group, kept tapping his fingers on the table.

"This Lin Zifeng actually hid his secrets in the National Medical School. Now the old director has invited him to treat that patient. Do you have any good ideas?"

There were three people standing in front of Fengyang Yang. One of them, the secretary wearing glasses, said cautiously: "Boss, we are asking the Medical Saint of the Sea to personally take action this time. How can Lin Zifeng be compared with the Medical Saint of the Sea? The final

The winner must be us."

Fengyang Yang snorted coldly, "You are really stupid. You want to compete with Lin Zifeng for market share without doing any homework."

"Lin Zifeng's medical skills are still better than those of Zuo Qiansheng, the medical sage from the south of the Yangtze River. Whether the medical sage from the sea can win, I am very concerned about it." Moreover, Lin Zifeng is still calculating according to the routine medication, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital and the district hospital in Yanglong District.

, the number of patients every day is approximately between 1,000 and 1,500.

The per capita cost of purchasing medicines is about 400 yuan, 400,000 yuan for 1,000 people, 600,000 yuan for 1,500 people, and the total cost is about 500,000 yuan.

In addition to regular patient consumption, there will also be individual "medicine jars" that can prescribe thousands or even tens of thousands of medicines at a time.

Based on this calculation, if Lin Zifeng can win the distribution rights of these two hospitals, in three years, even if his own drug distribution is not included, the conservative profit will be about 100 million.

"Can I see the patient first?" Lin Zifeng asked in a deep voice.

He believed that this was not the first time that the old director had made this request, but the fact that the patient was still here meant that no one had solved this problem before.

In other words, the patient mentioned by the old dean is definitely not simple.

When the old dean heard that Lin Zifeng wanted to see the patient in person, he was very happy and said: "Okay, no problem, but I want to tell you that Fenghai Group also invited their top famous doctors from Nanhu Province to come."

Lin Zifeng raised his eyebrows, but didn't pay much attention to it. He still had relatively high confidence in his medical skills.

"It's okay." Lin Zifeng said confidently.

The old director said: "Tomorrow afternoon, it will be at our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"Okay, then I'll be there on time tomorrow afternoon."

Lin Zifeng hung up the phone after making an agreement with the old dean.

After settling matters at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and the district hospital, Lin Zifeng set his sights on the health pharmacy.

The distribution rights of the health pharmacy are also very important. There are 78 branches in Yanglong District. The average turnover of each store is two to three thousand yuan, which is more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan. The annual turnover is also 20 million yuan.

above.

The key is the market share. If it can be reduced, it will facilitate Lin Zifeng's future expansion.

The person in charge of the health pharmacy in Yanglong District was a middle-aged man named He Mie Xiong. After Lin Zifeng got his phone number, he immediately called He Mie Xiong.

The phone was quickly connected, and a steady voice came from inside, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, I am the owner of Xingshan Pharmaceutical, and I want to talk to you about the distribution rights." Lin Zifeng said.

As soon as he heard what Lin Zifeng said, He Mie Xiong said bluntly: "Master Lin, Tang Medical Group was very happy to cooperate with us before, but you brought down Tang Medical Group and gave me a headache. Why do you think I should cooperate with you?"

How about your cooperation?"

"Mr. He, everyone is here for profit. I want to know what conditions Fenghai Group gives you?" Lin Zifeng asked.

There was a hint of ridicule in He Mole Xiong's voice, "You don't have to think about this. To put it bluntly, as long as I, He Mole Xiong, am the person in charge of Yanglong District, you will never want to get our distribution."

right."

Lin Zifeng frowned. He Mole Xiong's attitude was too firm. Lin Zifeng knew that it would be useless no matter how much he said now.

What he can do now is to win the distribution rights of Yanglong District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and District Hospital. After winning the distribution rights of these two companies, Lin Zifeng still has the possibility of negotiation.

In a villa in Yanglong District, the provincial capital of Jiangnan Province, Feng Zhengyang, the boss of Fenghai Group, kept tapping his fingers on the table.

"This Lin Zifeng actually hid his secrets in the National Medical School. Now the old director has invited him to treat that patient. Do you have any good ideas?"

There were three people standing in front of Fengyang Yang. One of them, the secretary wearing glasses, said cautiously: "Boss, we are asking the Medical Saint of the Sea to personally take action this time. How can Lin Zifeng be compared with the Medical Saint of the Sea? The final

The winner must be us."

Fengyang Yang snorted coldly, "You are really stupid. You want to compete with Lin Zifeng for market share without doing any homework."
Chapter completed!