For a long time, Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan and squeezed out a sentence: "That is drinking water, necessary for survival, and an unavoidable choice."
"Does the Holy Spirit of the Stomach have a choice?"
Ye Fan slowly walked up to Tang Ruoxue and continued to teach the woman who had calmed down:
"Based on the price Shenghao Group used to wholesale to the Heizhou Merchant Alliance, only 300 million Heizhou people can afford it."
"Now I bought the Weishi Holy Spirit at the lowest wholesale price in the world, and sold it to the Black Continent Merchant Alliance at a loss of 30%, which is considered the lowest price in the history of Black Continent."
"If the Black Continent Merchant Alliance is not greedy and only makes the same profits as before, then the terminal price of this batch of medicines will be affordable to at least one billion people."
"Look, I have directly benefited hundreds of millions of people in Heizhou, and many of them must have survived because of these cheap medicines."
He looked at the woman and said calmly: "You shouldn't accuse me..."
Tang Ruoxue squeezed out a sentence: "But the effects and side effects of this batch of medicine..."
"Although Shenghao Group claims to treat everyone equally, you don't think that the gastric holy spirit sold by Shenghao Group really has the same effect, do you?"
Ye Fan looked at the woman in front of him who had experienced ups and downs but still retained innocent fantasies, shook his head and smiled:
"The same company and the same clothes have physical stores and online stores. How can the drugs sold by Shenghao Group have the same efficacy in various regions?"
"I have tested the Black Asian version and the European and American version of the Gastric Holy Spirit. The Black Asian version of the Gastric Holy Spirit is only 70% of the European and American version."
"You know why?"
"In addition to the cost involved in the low efficacy of the medicine, there is also the fact that Shenghao Group is making steady progress."
"If you take it once and for all and there are no more patients, how can its medicine maintain sales every year?"
"Do you believe it or not, Shenghao Group already has a six-star stomach medicine formula?"
Ye Fan sneered: "But as long as no one breaks its five-star level and becomes a competitor, it will never sell six-star stomach medicine to patients."
Tang Ruoxue wanted to argue something, but ended up silent. From a business point of view, Shenghao Group was definitely suspected of this.
It is impossible for Shenghao, who developed the Stomach Holy Spirit decades ago, not to break into the sixth star in the past few years.
The reason why it is not released or sold is simply to extract the maximum profit from each drug.
This is also the primitive nature of capitalists.
Ye Fan returned to the topic: "So this batch of stomach holy spirit with 30% efficacy is good news to the people of Heizhou."
"Also, let me tell you again, why did Hongx sell this batch of medicine to me at a low price instead of selling it to Heizhou himself..."
"The reason is very simple. He wants to deceive me and the Chinese Medical School, and he wants to take advantage of my weaknesses."
Ye Fan stared at Tang Ruoxue and said, "He dug a hole for me, not me, do you understand?"
Tang Ruoxue bit her lip: "But there are side effects of that batch of stomach holy spirits. Aren't you afraid of something happening or actually killing someone?"
"I've already said that I've tested it and it's hallucinogenic, but if it doesn't kill people, if it does, I won't sell it."
Ye Fan sighed:
"And this goes back to the topic just now, why don't the people of Heilongjiang drink drinking water of European and American standards?"
“The side effects of hallucinogens are nothing compared to the gastrointestinal diseases that claim so many lives every year.”
"Besides, don't worry, in a few days, I will sell a batch of seven-star level stomach medicine to the people of Heizhou."
He added: "I will completely save them from the dire straits of the Shenghao Group."
"Stop, don't talk, let me collect my thoughts."
Tang Ruoxue pushed Ye Fan away: "I feel like I was stunned by you!"
It was obviously Ye Fan who was despicable and shameless, but how come he was the one who benefited someone when he said it?
"Aren't you worried that Honks will revoke your agency, compensate you for your losses, and let you get the Gastric Spirit back?"
She remembered something again: "You lost all your stomach and soul to Heizhou. They asked you to return the goods. What did you give back?"
"When you go to a restaurant to eat, you get something that's not exactly right."
Ye Fan sneered: "The boss refunds the money to you, but he dares you to spit the things back to him?"
"It's not like this meal is mine, please walk slowly."
"Not recalling or charging anyone is the greatest happiness for the boss."
"It's okay to recall the unused Gastric Spirit, but you need to strictly follow the contract. One will be refunded and three will be compensated."
"Isn't this how a certain Internet celebrity sells bird's nests, and was coaxed into recalling the products by someone who tried to crack down on fake ones, but ended up abruptly changing the compensation from 20 million to 80 million."
Ye Fan threw the apple core into the trash can: "In my heart, I wish Honks would ask me to recall it."
"You are really cunning."
Tang Ruoxue smiled angrily: "But aren't you afraid that if you, the Asian agent, sell to the Black Continent market, you will also breach the contract?"
"This time, I opened 25 accounts, that is, 25 companies, and they are all my distribution agents in various countries."
Ye Fan smiled: "There are people from the Elephant Country, people from the Wolf Country, people from the South Country, people from the New Country, etc., all contracts and transactions are available."
"I sold the gastric spirit to these distribution agents in Asia. What does it have to do with me if they sell it to the Heizhou market?"
"No, it seems to have something to do with it. I didn't supervise it well."
"So after I discovered their illegal operations yesterday, I revoked their distribution rights overnight and fined them 100 million."
"This morning, these agents from various countries declared bankruptcy and ran away because of my extreme punishment and difficulty in capital turnover."
Ye Fan shrugged: "I deeply regret this..."
"Ye Gouzi, you are really nothing..."
Tang Ruoxue almost vomited blood: "I have never seen such a shameless person like you."
"To my enemies, I am indeed despicable and shameless."
Ye Fan's tone was very calm: "Because I am no worse than the bad guys, that means I am doomed."
"Actually, you have a better way to deal with Shenghao."
Tang Ruoxue said angrily: "Wouldn't you seize this batch of goods and then make Shenghao pay huge compensation for the wrong goods?"
"Of course you can, but it is a protracted war of attrition."
There was no emotion on Ye Fan's face. He seemed to have expected that Tang Ruoxue would ask this question:
"If I seize it like this and then ask for compensation, Shenghao Group will definitely not agree, and it will inevitably lead to an international lawsuit."
"Western countries have the right to speak in the world, and the Shenghao family is a Western predator. This means that the power to interpret legal provisions lies in the hands of Shenghao."
"Even if I can win this lawsuit, I won't be able to win it for ten or eight years."
"At the same time, the 150 billion gastric spirits that I have seized will also come into the public view of the world."
"I can no longer resell them, and no business alliance dares to take over this hot commodity."
"It's like a dead thing. Shenghao lost money and I didn't make any profit. I even had to pay expensive storage fees."
"The most important point is that even if the International Court of Justice decides that I win, it does not mean that the compensation from Shenghao Group will be paid immediately."
"What if the court asks Shenghao to pay compensation in installments over ten or twenty years?"
"What if Shenghao Group cries, makes trouble, and hangs itself again?"
"When I ask for enforcement, it will take several years."
"So instead of wasting more than ten or twenty years asking for huge compensation from Shenghao Group, it would be better to make ninety billion by changing hands now."
He leaned over and picked up the check: "Don't say that I am small and have no choice. For me, it is my own responsibility to be safe."
"Get out of here, I don't want to see you."
Tang Ruoxue opened her mouth to refute something, but in the end she lost her strength and leaned on the sofa and shouted:
"roll!"
She didn't know what to say. Although what Ye Fan said was reasonable, she always felt that the agency was exhausted and there was a lack of goodwill.
But this also confirmed once again that her guess was wrong, Ye Fan was not the Ye Yanzu.
She once recognized Ye Fan as Ye Yanzu because of the similarity in wounds, but now it seems that the two people are different after all.
Ye Yanzu, the knight on the white horse, not only can always protect her from the wind and rain when she is in danger, but he is also more righteous and tender than Ye Fan.
This made her feel a little regretful and lucky when she looked at Ye Fan.
Unfortunately, Ye Fan is not Ye Yanzu. She doesn’t know when she will meet Ye Yanzu again.
Fortunately, it was also because Ye Fan was not Ye Yanzu, which did not destroy the impression of the knight on the white horse in her heart.
"Okay, I'm leaving. You have a good rest. Of course, you should also strengthen your protection."
Ye Fan didn't know what Tang Ruoxue was thinking, so he just reminded him casually:
"Although Honks doesn't have a good life for a few days, it's better to be careful."
He didn't want Tang Ruoxue to be kidnapped or attacked again.
Tang Ruoxue waved her hand: "Go away, I want to be alone!"
Ye Fan wandered out.
Tang Ruoxue shouted: "Leave the check for me!"
Ye Fan smiled, flicked his fingers, and the check fell back on the sofa. Then he waved his hand and left the suite.
Five minutes later, Ye Fan walked out of the Shangri-La Hotel. Before he got into the car, his phone vibrated.
Ye Fan took out his cell phone to answer the call, and soon Luo Feihua's hateful and helpless voice came:
"Luo Wuji will arrive in Baocheng at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon..."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Then spread the news..."
