"I believe that as long as you are here, I won't be able to use it for a month." Feng Yanran winked playfully and said slyly and cutely.
"Why do you believe me so much?"
"Because you are my boyfriend."
"Really?" Zhang Yang asked excitedly.
"Fake." Feng Yanran replied without hesitation.
Damn, Zhang Yang was actually fooled by this girl for a long time. Zhang Yang felt as if he had fallen from a happy paradise to a cold hell in an instant.
"Manager Feng, will there be any changes to the * contract this time?" someone began to ask worriedly.
Every time a drug is produced, a predetermined contract and market promotion have already been made. The more popular the drug is, the higher the contract amount will be.
The effectiveness of this hemostatic powder has already confirmed that its price is destined to be high, and the reservation amount has become their biggest concern.
"Don't worry about this, everyone."
Feng Yanran smiled sweetly and continued: "Because we have been cooperating with Haitian Group Pharmaceutical Company, the company will select distributors with good cooperation to waive the pre-order fee."
"Manager Feng did this for the sake of everyone."
"Yes, we have cooperated for so many years, so it would be good to relax the policy appropriately."
"It's just this time that everyone is a little worried, so that's why we came here. This has never happened before."
The dealers were talking in low voices, and many people were also worried. The purpose of coming here this time was to get rid of the medicine.
Whether the cooperation is good or not, the standard of measurement lies in Feng Yanran's hands.
"It's very simple. As long as the company has made steady payments to purchase medicines in the past year and has not had a negative impact on the company, it will be classified as a good cooperative dealer."
Feng Yanran paused and continued: "This time everyone's withdrawal from the drug was instigated by some rumors and false information. I can understand this. It is not your fault."
Feng Yanran's words clearly gave those present a reassurance. Everyone admired her even more, and naturally there was another burst of applause.
"Brother, can you put some styptic powder on me?"
Liu Wei saw that the styptic powder was so easy to use. He endured the anger in his heart and walked to Zhang Yang with a flattering smile.
"Didn't you apply Tianningxue ointment?" Zhang Yang asked with a frown.
"Yes, I want to try the efficacy of styptic powder."
"I have tried it, and everyone has seen the effect."
"Then can you use some for me so that the wound can heal faster?"
"I'm sorry, Boss Liu. The company spent hundreds of millions of dollars to develop the styptic powder. It's very expensive. How can it be used by just anyone?"
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"I was cut by you because I was cooperating with your experiment." Liu Wei continued unwillingly.
"Yes, the test is over. I also applied medicine to you. You brought it yourself. Is there anything wrong with it?" Zhang Yang asked with a smirk.
"But..." Liu Wei was speechless for a moment, paused and continued: "Did I get the knife in vain?"
Regardless of what Zhang Yang said, it was a fact that he had been stabbed. Did he suffer this loss in vain?
"Be content, if I stab you in the neck, wouldn't you suffer even more?"
"Yep."
Liu Wei felt a shiver in his heart. After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. How could he be stabbed and instead owe him a favor?
Although he thought so in his heart, the decisiveness and ferocity with which Zhang Yang struck just now still left him with lingering fears.
Even if my heart is full of anger, I don't dare to vent it at this time.
"Boss Liu, because you have purchased less and less medicine in recent times, you are not among the dealers with good cooperation." Feng Yanran walked over with a smile and said straightforwardly.
She held a grudge against Liu Wei for making things difficult for her, and even though he had shed a lot of blood, she had no intention of continuing to cooperate with him.
"What Manager Feng means is..." Liu Wei said in shock.
"The company plans to stop cooperating with you, and the styptic powder will no longer be delegated to you as an agent for sales." Feng Yanran answered simply.
"Hmph, since you have unilaterally stopped cooperation, then I will return all the Haitian Group's drugs, which totals about tens of millions of dollars. Does Manager Feng want to compensate me?" Liu Wei sneered.
He knew that Haitian Group was in financial crisis now, and even if it had some money, it was spent on styptic powder. How could he have the money to refund himself the money for the medicine?
She is also a well-known dealer in Donghai City. Many counties, districts and towns have their own branches. It would be difficult for her to return the goods together.
"I will report it to the company and refund your drug payment as soon as possible."
Feng Yanran's pretty face showed embarrassment, but she still insisted on her decision.
She just decided to stop cooperating because she was excited. Liu Wei's words really defeated her. Where can Haitian Group have the extra money to withdraw the medicine?
"Reflect? As soon as possible? Do you think I am a three-year-old child? I need to withdraw from the medicine immediately." Liu Wei showed a proud look on his face.
"Boss Zhou, as the largest drug dealer in Donghai City, you should sell the medicine quickly, right?"
Zhang Yang knew Feng Yanran's difficulties, walked to Zhou Yunpeng's table with a smile and said.
"Well, from Boss Liu, as long as it is Haitian Group's medicine, I will buy it at the market price." Zhou Yunpeng gritted his teeth and said.
Zhang Yang's words at this time were obviously a naked threat, asking him to pay more than 10 million yuan for Feng Yanran.
However, he said that it can cure lung cancer and it is the only life-saving straw. If he can really cure himself, what does this little money mean?
"Okay, let's see."
Liu Wei's threat failed, and he became angry and angry, but he had no choice but to say these words viciously, turned around and walked out of the conference room.
"Okay, that's it for today's meeting. The styptic powder will be a luxury product to ensure sufficient profits for everyone. Regarding the subsequent sales policy and publicity methods, we will inform everyone before it is launched." Feng Yanran said.
Amidst a burst of applause, the dealers walked out of the conference room one after another, and the drug withdrawal crisis finally subsided.
"Brother, when do you think you can help me with treatment?" Zhou Yunpeng came up and asked in a low voice.
"Come to my office, it's quieter and more convenient." Feng Yanran said with a smile.
Zhou Yunpeng's initial arrogance and arrogance made her a little dissatisfied, but he was the largest drug dealer in Donghai City.
If you can't please me, you can't offend me too much. If you go to your own office for treatment, you can only try to provide a little convenience.
After arriving at the office, Feng Yanran excused herself to avoid going out.
She also wanted to see how Zhang Yang treated lung cancer with acupuncture, and even wondered if he was deliberately trying to be poor and mess around with Zhou Yunpeng.
But when she saw him asking Zhou Yunpeng to take off his shirt in a serious manner, she felt a little shy as a girl, so she gave up her plan to stay.
"Profiteer, you are so fat."
Seeing Zhou Yunpeng's white fat body and thick pleats around his waist, Zhang Yang cursed in his heart.
Then I thought that it was a bit unreliable to judge a person by his fatness. However, when I thought of the saying "no businessman, no traitor", I felt much calmer.
It is not difficult to treat lung cancer by using the Kowloon Acupuncture method and Zhumen Chunyang True Fire.
Zhang Yang took out a silver needle and gently inserted it into his Hegu and Zhongfu points. Zhumenzhenqi entered his body. It only took ten minutes to complete.
Of course, he did not forget to sweat profusely, otherwise he would lose a lot of favors, and he knew this very well.
"It's no problem, Boss Zhou. The shadow on your lungs has been removed. I'll give you some Chinese medicine to heal you later."
If Zhou Yunpeng gave himself face, helped Feng Yanran out of trouble, and accepted Liu Wei's medicine, then he owed him a favor and the acupuncture fee would be waived.
However, he was prepared to carry out this idea of robbing the rich to the end. Looking at Zhou Yunpeng's fat head and big ears, it would be a pity not to resort to the knife.
To help the poor, it is better to continue to be liberal first. When you become rich, it will not be too late to help the poor.
Of course, he himself doesn't know how much money he has to be considered rich.
"Really? Is it that simple?"
Zhou Yunpeng's fat face showed confusion, obviously he was worried that Zhang Yang would fool him.
"You think it's easy?"
Zhang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked pretending to be unhappy.
"No, the simpler it is, the better it can prove the little brother's superb medical skills."
Damn, he is indeed a profiteer. Even when he questioned, he responded with flattery and praise. This kind of shamelessness was even worse than his own. Zhang Yang cursed secretly in his heart.
"Boss Zhou, I will go to the hospital later to take a X-ray for review. I must quit smoking."
"There is no need for an examination. I trust my brother's medical skills."
Even if he didn't say anything, he still planned to go to the hospital for a review as soon as he got out of here. However, he still smiled and continued hypocritically: "I wonder where my brother is going to work?"
"Whatever is high is not high. I am just a student of Donghai Medical University."
"student?"
Zhou Yunpeng was stunned for a moment, and became more determined to check again.
After a pause, something suddenly occurred to him and he continued: "To be honest with you guys, I know that many college students are very ambitious and use their spare time to work and make money, which is the so-called work-study program. If you have this plan, you can come to my pharmacy for a consultation every day.
One hundred yuan plus a share of drug sales, you can earn more than any office worker."
A businessman is a businessman after all. Just now Zhang Yang saw at a glance that he had lung cancer, so let's put aside for the moment whether he really cured him.
Just because this is so accurate, if you can go to your own outpatient clinic and frighten patients casually, the sales of the medicine will definitely be very considerable.
However, he was also worried that Zhang Yang would make a big deal out of him, so he deliberately said it was to help him, and also told him the price, which could be regarded as telling him his bottom line.
"Work-study program?" Zhang Yang asked with a frown.
He pretended to be calm, but in his heart he was so angry that he wanted to rush up and slap his fat face twice.
Damn, are you blind or ignorant? Didn’t you see that I was wearing clothes worth 8,000 yuan?
Have you ever seen a student wearing an 8,000-dollar suit who needs work-study?
In order to be more suitable for Feng Yanran, he deliberately wore clothes worth 8,000 yuan, but to be so ruthlessly ignored, his self-esteem was severely damaged.
It’s fine if I’m dressed shabbily and people think I’m poor. Why am I being thought of as a poor person even if I’m wearing clothes worth 8,000 yuan?
Could it be that I was born with a bitter face?
"Yeah, brother, what do you think?"
Zhou Yunpeng saw the muscles on his face that were constantly twisting and changing, and asked in confusion. (To be continued)