At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan pushed Tang Ruoxue to meet Honkes on a yacht named "Tunwu".
Hongx's focus also seemed to fall on Ye Fan. When he heard about Ye Fan's appointment, he immediately made time to meet him.
The gentle sea breeze and gentle sunshine gave Honks, who was sitting on the sofa on the deck, a hint of scholarly air.
Seeing Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue appear, he immediately put down the "Genius Master" in his hand and stood up with a big smile:
"Master Ye, Mr. Tang, good afternoon, we meet again."
He shook hands with Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue enthusiastically: "Young Master Ye is as elegant as ever, and Mr. Tang is as beautiful as ever."
"Young Master Hunks, I'm sorry. I'm old and my appearance is fading, so I can't be any more beautiful!"
Tang Ruoxue smiled: "You look younger than before."
Her words were not polite and perfunctory.
Tang Ruoxue, who had dealt with Honkes a lot, found him to be a bit more "tender" every time she met him.
"Hahaha, Mr. Tang is really good at talking. Thank you for your compliment."
Hongx laughed loudly, then looked at Ye Fan: "Master Ye, why didn't Mr. Song come over?"
"I was thinking of you guys coming over together and having a little party tonight to have some fun and deepen our relationship."
Honks said enthusiastically as he welcomed the two of them into the deck sofa and brought them tea.
"Mr. Song is busy asking Hua Medical Sect to clear out the warehouse and prepare to receive the generous gift from Master Hunks."
Ye Fan pushed Tang Ruoxue forward slowly: "That's why she can't spare time to see you today."
"Ah, are you ready to purchase the goods so soon? You have a month to spare, so you can do it slowly."
The smile on Hongx's face gained a hint of luster: "But Mr. Song's efficiency still impresses me."
He was very happy that Ye Fan swallowed the bait of agency rights, and even more happy that the Chinese Medical School was blinded by money.
Ye Fan sat down on a sofa and picked up a few strands of fallen black hair for Tang Ruoxue:
"I have been poor recently and want to make more money."
"This will also help Master Hunks erase 100 billion bad debts to the greatest extent."
"And after the death of the Luo family and his son, the gastrointestinal spirit in Asia has become urgent."
"If we don't get the goods quickly to replenish it, we will easily be robbed of the channel."
He sighed: "At this time, time is really money, and we must race against time."
Tang Ruoxue glanced at Ye Fan and felt that this bastard was a born dramatist. If she didn't know him well, she would really think that he was greedy for money.
Hongkes heard this and praised: "Young Master Ye and Mr. Song are indeed people who make a lot of money, and their execution efficiency is very high."
"I won't say much more. Mr. Tang and I came here today just to ask Master Hunks to order the shipment."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "And as much as the Shenghao Group has, our Huayi Sect will need as much."
"How much do you want?"
Honks was startled at first, then he was happy, and then he tried to calm down:
"Master Ye, are you kidding me?"
He asked back: "Do you know how many Stomach Holy Spirits are in Shenghao's hands?"
Ye Fan is very generous: "The more, the better, the more, the more money you make."
"Master Ye, I like your money-grubbing ambition."
Honks laughed loudly: "This is also the courage that a man at the top of the pyramid should have!"
"It's just that I still want to tell you that Shenghao Group's inventory plus the current production line..."
He stretched out a finger towards Ye Fan: "Do you believe that I can give you 100 billion in goods within a week?"
Tang Ruoxue's hand holding the tea cup froze and she almost spilled the tea on the ground.
Not only was this depressing that he had to guarantee 100 billion, but he was also shocked that Ye Fan’s guessed number was consistent with Honks’.
This shows that Ye Fan has really done enough homework on the Holy Spirit of the Shenghao Group.
This also means that Ye Fan is really digging a hole.
When she glanced at Ye Fan coldly, Ye Fan was looking at Honks disapprovingly:
"It's just a shipment worth 100 billion."
"The Holy Spirit of Stomach is so small in size and sold so expensively. It only amounts to a few hundred tons even if it's 100 billion."
Ye Fan raised his feet and said very richly: "An international cargo ship can solve it."
Hongkes stared at Ye Fan and smiled: "The shelf life of the Gastric Holy Spirit is two years. Can Mr. Ye sell it out in two years?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan put down the cup with a snap, his voice filled with dissatisfaction:
"Master Hunks, what are you talking about? I can sell them all if you give me 200 to 300 billion."
"The Shenzhou market alone consumed 80 billion of gastric medicines last year. Add in Asian regions such as Nanguo and Yangguo, and 100 billion can be sold out in a year."
"Yes, one hundred billion is a bit too little. Can Shenghao Group expand production and provide me with tens of billions more goods?"
Ye Fan showed a very greedy look: "It's not easy to get the opportunity to act as an agent for the Holy Spirit. I'm sorry if I don't make a lot of money."
Provide tens of billions more?
Tang Ruoxue took out a long breath and resisted the urge to put the tea cup on Ye Fan's head.
"It seems that Mr. Ye has done a lot of homework."
Hongx was slightly startled when he heard this, and then gave Mark a thumbs up:
"Yes, the Asian market does consume over 100 billion per year, but the market is consumed slowly, not all at once."
“Although Gastrointestinal Holy Spirit is the best-selling product, it does not mean that all patients will choose Gastrointestinal Holy Spirit.”
Honkes reminded Ye Fan: "The price and regional protection will have a big impact."
He still questioned Ye Fan's distribution and sales capabilities.
If Ye Fan asked for a shipment volume of 10 to 20 billion, he would not be surprised at all.
Now that he wants 100 billion directly, he feels that Ye Fan is a little crazy, and he doesn't know what Ye Fan will use to sell?
However, deep down in his heart, Hunks still hopes that Ye Fan will really ask for 100 billion.
Then we can digest those unqualified gastric spirits rejected by the European and American markets.
This will not only turn waste into treasure to recover the cost of pollution, but also take the opportunity to pinch the weaknesses of the Chinese Medical Sect and Ye Fan.
If he settles Tao Xiaotian's 100 billion bad debts again, Hongx believes that he will be the next head of the family.
Thinking of this, Hongx smiled and tried again: "Master Ye, it's better to get the goods bit by bit."
"What do you have to worry about about sales channels?"
Ye Fan leaned on the sofa noncommittally, raised his head and looked at Honkes with disdain:
"I am the Pure Miracle Doctor. President Song is in charge of the Chinese Medical School. Jin Zhilin has hundreds or thousands of stores, and the Chinese Medical School has tens of thousands!"
"I have deep friendships with Master Nan Guoquan, the leader of the Wolf Country, Mr. Sun of the New Country, the leader of the Elephant Country, etc."
"I asked them to recommend Gastroenterology Spirit, and they will definitely be willing to help."
Ye Fan is very confident: "No matter whether the patient slowly consumes the gastric spirit, at least my inventory will be sold out quickly."
"That's right, I forgot about Dr. Ye's prestige and connections in China and other places."
Honks' eyes lit up, and his face not only showed relief, but also a blazing heat:
"Looking at it this way, let alone 100 billion Stomach Spirits, it is estimated that with another 50 billion, Divine Doctor Ye can consume them all."
There was a glint in his eyes, thinking that if the production lines of the three major polluted pharmaceutical factories were fully operational, they should be able to make a lot of money before they were scrapped.
"One hundred and fifty billion, it's nothing, it's nothing."
Ye Fan was very proud: "As many goods as you can get."
"Young Master Ye is so happy, I really bought you 150 billion worth of goods."
Honks laughed loudly: "Don't blame me if you can't load it in the warehouse!"
"Come on, come on, let the horses come over, I promise to take them all."
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and smiled: "I can have someone sign a contract with Master Hunks right away!"
"Okay, Mr. Ye has such a big appetite, it would be a shame for me to stop you from getting rich."
Hearing these words from Mark, Honkes was completely relieved and became even more enthusiastic:
"I, Hongx, promise you that the goods worth 150 billion will arrive within a week. If there is not so much inventory, I will transfer everything to you."
He pointed his finger at his head: "If you don't get enough, I'll blow my head off to apologize to you."
"Okay, it's settled."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "I will ask Mr. Song to come over later to sign a contract with you Shenghao people."
"By the way, Master Hunks, I have ordered 150 billion, how much is the advance payment?"
Ye Fan's eyes were a little more profound: "How many days is the checkout cycle?"
Do you really want 150 billion?
Tang Ruoxue felt that the wound on her body was in inexplicable pain again.
"Shenghao Group's consistent rule is that 50% of the advance payment is required before shipment to the agent seller."
Honkes smiled: "The final settlement period is also forty-five days."
"But Mr. Ye is an old friend of the Shenghao Group, and he wants 150 billion at a time. I can make the decision without permission."
He patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "Master Ye, just pay 40% in advance, and the settlement period can be extended to sixty days."
"The billing cycle is fine. The 40% advance payment is a bit much."
Ye Fan looked embarrassed: "The fourth achievement of 150 billion is 60 billion. It's a bit stressful for the Chinese medical school that wants to do something big."
Tang Ruoxue drank a few sips of tea, knowing that she was almost going to appear.
"Master Ye, are you still worried about this little money?"
Hongx smiled: "How much does Mr. Ye think is appropriate?"
