With two thousand yuan borrowed from Zhou Qiang, Wang Xu embarked on the road to the county seat.
The next thing went smoothly. The old classmates met and exchanged pleasantries for a while. The two of them ate more than 600 yuan in the hotel, and Wang Xu stuffed two more Yuxi.
At night, before it got dark, a hundred penicillins were delivered. The person who drove the car was said to be a deputy director.
"Brother, penicillin is a prescription drug. You have found the right person for me. These hundred pills, no matter how small it is, are just five boxes. If you put them in the drugstore in the town, you would not dare to sell them to you if you have money, otherwise they will find out.
The medical license will be revoked." After the matter was completed, the old classmate was even more stunned.
From what it sounds like, it sounds like Wang Xu will be shot if he gets these medicines without his hands.
Of course, when you ask for help from someone, you have to act like you are asking for help.
Wang Xu stood by and praised him for a while. After his old classmate felt comfortable, he smiled and said, "If you do too much, is there any problem for you?"
"More, how much do you want? The entire county can use tens of thousands of penicillin a month. I'm not bragging to you. My old man has been the dean for twenty or thirty years. No matter how much you use, I can still give it to you."
Get it. Just by looking at your words, I can see that you don't know how deep the water is." The old classmate said it was impossible if he didn't brag.
However, the Chinese people all know how bad the medical system is. If you are not a member of this system, you won’t even believe it if you tell me.
When Wang Xu heard this, he knew something in his heart. Tens of thousands of them were usually wasted, so adding tens of thousands of them would probably not be a big deal.
If you calculate it this way, just by providing penicillin to the base area, ten thousand pills a month will generate a profit of one hundred gold bars, and the cost is less than one-tenth.
Similarly, if you replace the gold bars with antiques, you can get four or five treasures like the Misty Rain Picture.
Good guy, if you continue to calculate like this, your monthly income will be over 100 million, and it will be difficult not to get rich!
"Old classmate, we have been playing together since junior high school and high school. We will be closer and closer in the future!" Wang Xu smiled even more cordially when he thought of the benefits.
His old classmate is Yang Fu, who is currently working in the county hospital and has no legitimate job.
Hearing these words, Yang Fu held a cigarette in his mouth, nodded noncommittally, and said: "Next time, don't make such a small fuss. If the business is small, it will be boring."
This time, Wang Xu asked for less goods, and he didn't earn much. He was not an old classmate, so he didn't hesitate to come out.
Wang Xu also understood the meaning of the words. Hey, people have darker hearts than you. Sure enough, people who don’t have dark hearts cannot be doctors.
"Next time, the minimum starting price is 10,000, just a lot more." Wang Xu said with a smile, then frowned slightly and asked: "We are not breaking the law by reselling prescription drugs, right?"
"Stop, it's okay for you to say I'm fat, but I won't agree if you say I'm breaking the law."
Yang Fu grew up in a hospital and was familiar with the routines. He smiled and said, "These medicines are all expired. You are the person responsible for handling expired medicines in our hospital. How can you break the law?"
"I also become a member of your hospital?"
Wang Xu only thought it was funny, but Yang Fu didn't laugh. He nodded solemnly: "Yes, you are a hospital contract worker, but you just didn't have time to sign the contract."
Today Wang Xu finally saw what it means to tell lies with your eyes open.
He was a little curious. If Yang Fu was brought into hiding, with his professional level, he could become an agent.
At the very least, the most important thing about being an agent is telling lies with your eyes open. Yang Fu is already self-taught.
He even deceives himself, and he is sure to be good at deceiving others.
Looking at his old classmate with a serious look on his face, Wang Xu really wanted to say something, the underground party needs comrades like you.
No, the underground party is not good. Generally speaking, the underground party's work style is still very hard. If Yang Fu goes away, there is a high probability that he will be purged from within.
Well, let's go to the Central Government. The Central Government needs such talents, and maybe the military commander also needs them.
"Eh!" Thinking of Zhongtong, Wang Xu suddenly thought that Xie Ruolin had always wanted to cooperate with him. If he brought so many medicines back, he wouldn't notice anything.
Xie Ruolin is a shark. He can smell the smell of blood from dozens of miles away and pounce on him hungry.
He has a strong curiosity, greed for profit, and extremely strong personal abilities, so he really has to be on guard against him.
After a while of greetings and saying goodbye to his old classmates, Wang Xu returned home with five boxes of penicillin in hand.
When I got home, I saw a long box of penicillin in the form of twenty pills. Not only did the box have contact information, but there was also a date code on the bottle.
I lifted it up and took a look, damn, April 2, 2015.
What the hell, the hidden filming took place in the Republic of China, and 1940 has not even passed.
No, it was 100% sure to bring it over like this. Wang Xu quickly rummaged through the tool box, took out a small file, and filed away the 2015 era inkjet code.
"That's it. Throw the box away and file off the date. Now you can't tell the date." Wang Xu worked for half an hour to get all this done, feeling quite resentful in his heart.
You said, if you produce something, why write the production date?
Just write it on the box and spray code on the bottle. Isn't this causing trouble for him?
Borrowing money, going to the county seat, treating me to a drink, and filing dates. After all the busy work, the sun was already going down.
Fortunately, the time and space on both sides are reversed. In reality it is evening, but in lurking it is morning.
After tidying up the room and hiding the King Wen Lotus Stove, Wang Xu looked at the time and realized that he didn't need to sleep anymore, so he rushed over to do the transaction.
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"The steamed buns, freshly baked, hot steamed buns!"
"The wontons are thin in skin and big in filling. After eating one bowl, you will feel like having two bowls."
Lurking In the morning, there were many people on the streets. Wang Xu waited for a long time before the gendarmerie passed by. When everyone was avoiding them, he got out of the shuttle door while others were not paying attention.
When you step into the Republic of China, you will immediately have two feelings.
Hot steamed buns cost two cents each, and wontons cost five cents each.
After breakfast, you can eat it on the street without spending a dime.
Of course, if you go to a big restaurant, you can get a table for 100 yuan, and if you go to a big restaurant, it will cost you 10 yuan.
For banknotes issued by the Democratic Party, 10 yuan = 1 yuan.
A small yellow croaker weighs one tael and is worth about 30 yuan, which is equivalent to 300 yuan in banknotes.
An ordinary shop assistant's salary is 4 yuan a month, and a shopkeeper's salary is 7 yuan.
As for banknotes, they often fluctuate. Today, ten dollars can be exchanged for an ocean, but tomorrow it may be worth twelve dollars.
Passing by a steamed bun stall on the street, Wang Xu felt a little hungry after smelling the aroma. He took out a piece of rice, packed it up and ordered three steamed buns, ready to eat while walking.
As soon as he saw the ocean, the boss laughed so hard that his eyes went blank.
The boss used the official exchange and gave him more than 9 yuan in change. For a few cents of breakfast, he made more than 2 yuan by changing hands.
"Boss, you are really a profiteer. A piece of ocean today can be exchanged for 13 yuan on the black market."
"Wherever, it's a small business, just make a little money..."
The boss smiled flatteringly and respectfully sent Wang Xu off.
Wang Xu was not in the mood to pursue the small amount of money. He shook his head and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed a figure from behind in the crowd who looked very much like Xie Ruolin.
"Xie Ruolin!" Wang Xu frowned slightly and took a bite of the bun without looking.
You must have read it wrong. Xie Ruolin is a person who doesn't get up early for no good reason. It's possible to see Yu Zecheng here. Xie Ruolin wouldn't come out so early when he was fine.
Thinking of this, Wang Xu ate the steamed buns and walked forward, looking back three times.
From the beginning to the end, the figure who seemed to be Xie Ruolin never appeared again. I think he really saw it wrong.