"Chief, are you letting them go like this?" Xiao Li, the secretary, was a little surprised.??
"So what? This kind of profit distribution is not reasonable at all. A mere technical investor wants to occupy 80% of the shares. Their Japanese people have a big appetite. Don't worry, there is a huge demand for chips in China's domestic market now.
If they build a factory here, even if they get 50% of the profit, they will earn more than they can by investing in other places. They are not fools." Ye Qingchen sneered.
"Kangano-kun, actually 50% of the profit is already pretty good. Now China has a huge demand for chips. Investing here and using China's people and land can save us a lot of costs."
A Japanese man on the Gangye Inoue side said.
"Ono-kun, we are businessmen, and the goal we pursue is the greatest benefit. China's chip technology is very backward. They are eager for us to invest here. Don't worry, they will agree." Gangno Inoue smiled sinisterly.
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Ono nodded thoughtfully, and the group left quickly.
At this time, Gango Inoue frowned, his walking posture was a bit unnatural, his expression was tense, and he gritted his teeth, as if he was suffering unbearable pain.
"Mr. Gangno is feeling unwell again. Quickly, send Mr. Gangno to the car."
As an assistant, Ono quickly ordered the bodyguards on the side. A group of bodyguards quickly escorted Gango Inoue into an extended Bentley. One bodyguard took out a bottle of medicine, took off Gango's clothes, and sprayed it on his back.
A few times, Gangye screamed, and he stretched out his hands to scratch his back.
"Quickly, catch Gango-kun." Ono was shocked.
Several bodyguards on the side seemed to deal with this situation often. They swarmed up and held Gangye tightly.
Gangye's face flushed, and he let out a series of deep roars. He tried hard to twist his hands, trying to grab him from behind, but the bodyguards held him tightly, preventing him from moving.
"Kangano-kun, please be patient for a moment. You'll be fine soon. You'll be fine soon." Ono comforted him on the side.
After nearly an hour, Gango Inoue's expression relaxed, and the bodyguard on one side let go of him. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then got dressed with the help of the bodyguard.
"Notify Kimura that I have come to China." Gangno Inoue exhaled a long breath.
Ono nodded, picked up the phone and made a call.
Shuguang Hospital, Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Just after he returned from inspecting the ward, Ye Haoxuan came to the Chinese medicine clinic for consultation. There were thirty cases every day, all of which were difficult and complicated diseases.
Two more seriously ill patients were admitted. Although Ye Haoxuan can cure cancer to a certain extent and extend the patient's life by five to eight years in the advanced stage, his ability is really limited. If he is allowed to receive cancer every day,
After diagnosing 30 cases of cancer, it is estimated that he could not cure even half of them even if he exhausted all his Qi.
Although there are only a few people with the ability to benefit, this is the purpose of Ye Haoxuan's decision to develop Chinese medicine. He is determined to cultivate a group of outstanding Chinese medicine talents within 20 years, so that Chinese medicine can spread in the world.
, this is a long-term goal and cannot be rushed. What he has to do now is to let the world know and accept Chinese medicine.
After examining one patient, Ye Haoxuan took another patient's ID card and swiped it on Shuguang Hospital's own system.
Ye Haoxuan swiped, and the patient's identity information was displayed on the computer monitor. He frowned, handed the ID card back to the person and said: "I'm sorry, you have been on our blacklist, and Shuguang Hospital refuses to treat you."
"What? I'm on the blacklist? Why? This is my first time coming here to see a doctor. Why am I on the blacklist?" the man in his early thirties said angrily.
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. He stood up with a cry, threw off his coat, revealing the tattoos on both arms, stared at Ye Haoxuan fiercely and shouted: "If you don't explain it to me today, I will make you look good. Why?"
Don’t give me medical treatment.”
"This is your sixth time to register. There are no medical records for the previous few times. And according to our system's investigation, the registrations you registered for the previous few times should have been sold to others." Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"I have nothing to say about scalpers. There are many ways to make money. It is simply unscrupulous for you to make money from patients like this."
"You, you're talking nonsense." The man was startled, but his words were a little unnatural.
"Our system was made by professionals. It is absolutely infallible. Seeing that you are sick, I won't call the police. You can go." Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"These scalpers are all bastards. They snatch tickets during the Spring Festival, hire people to buy mobile phones, and even register. Damn it. The country should arrest and shoot every one of these scum."
"Yes, it's extremely abominable."
The patients at the back of the queue looked at this scalper angrily. Ye Haoxuan's clinic numbers were limited, only thirty per day, so it was very difficult to get his number. And these scalpers tried their best to grab the number, and then sold it at a high price.
It is for sale. Although the price is very high, some patients who cannot register are also rushing to get it.
Shuguang Hospital's charges are civilian prices, only one-third of those of other hospitals. However, some patients do not hesitate to pay high prices to buy red envelopes from scalpers in order to get Ye Haoxuan's number. And these scalpers also try their best to get the number.
play hard.
"If you don't look, don't look. I don't believe that no one can cure my disease except you." Seeing that the patients around him were a little agitated, the man snorted coldly, picked up his clothes and left.
"From the perspective of a doctor, I still want to remind you that your condition is chronic cardiac insufficiency in Western medicine terms, and you have a history of congenital heart disease, so this time your heart needs to build at least two bridges, um,
According to the normal cost, it will cost at least 600,000." Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"What did you say?" The big man was startled, and he involuntarily retracted his steps towards the outside.
"People are doing it, God is watching. All this is your own fault. If you are not blacklisted in our hospital, I can completely cure you with traditional Chinese medicine." Ye Haoxuan said.
The expression on the big man's face was very exciting. He twitched a few times, and then made a pitiful look: "Dr. Ye, you don't care about the faults of others. My family is really in trouble, otherwise I wouldn't do this kind of thing."
It's such a shameful thing, please spare me and help me get medical treatment, I really can't afford it."
"Please get out." Ye Haoxuan ordered the security guard standing aside.
Two security guards from Yuanying came over, and one of them took the man's hand and carried him out.
"Dr. Ye did a good job. Such scum should be blacklisted. Even if they die here, they will not be able to treat him." Someone said.
"If it is an emergency, of course I will not ignore it, but after taking measures, I will transfer those people who are blacklisted, because everyone who is blacklisted has a character problem.
Our Shuguang Hospital serves kind-hearted people, and we will not treat such people." Ye Haoxuan said with a faint smile.
"No matter what, we support you, Dr. Ye. You are the most unique doctor I have ever seen. No other hospital would dare to refuse a diagnosis like the one just now, because they are afraid of getting a bad reputation. But this kind of taking advantage of
The dangerous bastard deserves to die," one patient said.
"I have my own principles as a human being, and others can say whatever they want." Ye Haoxuan smiled and continued to help the patients.
At this moment, the door of Ye Haoxuan's independent clinic opened, and a man in black with a mustache walked in. From his not-so-burly height and unique mustache, it was not difficult for everyone to see that this man
He is a Japanese man.
This Japanese man was Ono. He walked straight to Ye Haoxuan, straightened his body and said: "Mr. Ye, I am Mr. Gango's assistant. Now Mr. Gango has arrived in the capital and is staying at the Pearl Hotel. His
The body is not used to it, so I hope you can move to the Pearl Hotel to help Mr. Gangno see a doctor."
"I'm sorry, I don't know your Mr. Gangno, and I don't practice Japanese medicine." Ye Haoxuan said while prescribing a prescription for the patient in front of him.
"Mr. Kimura should have told you Mr. Okano's identity," Ono said patiently.
The Japanese people are like this. On the surface, they are polite and appear to be of high quality, but they all belong to the type of people who hide their swords behind their smiles.
Ono was a little unhappy in his heart. If this were in the Japanese country, he could make Ye Haoxuan walk around without finishing his meal. Who is Gango Murakami? He is one of the top five richest men in the Japanese country. Needless to say, he has a distinguished status. He is a small doctor.
How dare you throw away Mr. Gangno’s face?
"Kimura Shizue?" Ye Haoxuan was slightly surprised. Only then did he remember that Kimura had approached him and seemed to have asked him to go to Japan to treat a certain big shot, but he refused.
Ye Haoxuan could not be said to be disgusted with the Japanese people, but he definitely did not have a good impression of them. Because of the Anti-Japanese War, most Chinese people had an instinctive rejection of the Japanese people.
"Yes, it's Shizue Kimura. I think you should know who Mr. Okano is. He condescended to come to China and has given Dr. Ye a lot of face. Dr. Ye must not be ignorant of the compliment." Ono sneered.
Ye Haoxuan's anger surged upwards. He put down the pen in his hand and said: "I think you made a mistake. I am a doctor. I don't need you to give me face. When you see me for treatment, you should take out the
Be sincere."
"You have to be sincere, right?" Ono sneered, he took out a check and said, "This is a check for ten million. If you go to treat Mr. Gangno, no matter what the result is, this check will be yours.
You are just a small doctor. Even if you work for a hundred years, you Chinese doctors will not be able to earn this amount."
"Damn, these Japanese people are so arrogant. It's amazing how rich they are."