Chapter 3141
Medicine comes in 3 grades, but you only have one life!
Chapter 3141 Medicine comes in three grades, but life is only once!
Mr. Chen's office.
After they finished laughing, they sat down again.
Old Chen's expression changed, and then he said solemnly, "You know about what happened last night?"
President Peng sat down in his chair with an air of authority, then nodded, followed by a disdainful look. "All you do is scheme and plot, never do anything productive."
"But it's all good now, everything's clear, and I can finally give up!"
Old Chen nodded, then laughed and said, "What do you mean 'give up'? Now even more people are green with envy!"
"Red eyes?"
Mr. Peng was taken aback, then, as if remembering something, he cursed again, "A bunch of shameless bastards! Before, few of them cared, but now that they're useful, they're all eager to help. What a bunch of trash!"
Old Chen slapped his thigh and said, "This stuff used to be available, but now that we've done this, it's become a hot commodity again."
Boss Peng sneered, "It's happened before, but I never knew it would be so effective!"
"Besides, this time it's become famous overseas. Foreign monks chant scriptures better, so it's no wonder that people in China are following suit!"
After saying that, Boss Peng suddenly stopped smiling and said seriously, "Old Chen, if this were made, how much do you think it would sell for?"
Old Chen suddenly stepped forward and whispered, "Old Peng, I heard from the foreign trade department that this thing will be very expensive once it's made!"
"Very expensive? How much?"
Old Chen held up one finger, and President Peng thought for a moment, "One thousand? US dollars?"
Old Chen first shook his head, then nodded.
"What do you mean?"
Old Chen laughed, "US dollars, that's right!"
"One thousand? That's too little!"
"Too little?"
Mr. Peng sensed something was amiss. "Ten thousand US dollars?"
"My goodness, I remember a bottle of Imperial Jade Liquor is only about two hundred US dollars!"
"This, this is too, this is too big a gap!"
Old Chen continued to shake his head, then stopped keeping him in suspense, "It is said that this medicine is divided into three grades."
"The best deal, $100,000!"
"Mid-range, ten thousand US dollars!"
"The last one, sold only in the country, costs one hundred yuan!"
For a moment, Mr. Peng felt his brain buzzing and couldn't quite process what was happening.
Ten thousand? US dollars?
Is that all the medicine?
Oh, ginseng might be a bit more expensive, but with so little, how much can you use from one ginseng root?
This…
This is more profitable than selling warships!
That's fucking ridiculous!
Peng almost cursed out loud!
Only then did Mr. Peng realize why Yang Xiaotao had so readily cut the price in half.
In the past, it would have dropped by one percent at a time.
This time they cut it in half! That's not normal!
Now, I guess this guy has his eye on an even bigger cake!
Peng's eyes widened, and he shouted, "This is probably a gimmick by Yang Xiaotao. Can a 100,000 yuan medicine compare to a 10,000 yuan medicine?"
"Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the more expensive the better!"
"Even if the contents are the same, the buyer still has to think carefully about it!"
"After all, you only have one life, and those who don't want to die will do everything they can to live."
"With such an effective medicine, we should have a copy no matter the cost!"
"And this stuff isn't like disinfectant or oral liquid for epidemics."
"After the epidemic, these medicines will lose their market. Do you think this thing will lose its market?"
Old Chen clapped his hands and said, "Of course! There are so many rich people abroad, they don't care about this little bit."
Suddenly, Boss Peng stood up and walked out, saying, "No, this kid is making so much money, I have to go and give him a good talking-to!"
Old Chen did not object when he saw this, because of the profits, the Nine Departments had to hand over half of them.
Old Chen got up and saw him to the door, then watched President Peng leave before walking into his office with his hands behind his back.
"Secretary Guo!"
Secretary Guo immediately ran over, "Chief!"
Old Chen nodded. "Has there been any progress on the West-East Gas Pipeline project recently?"
Secretary Guo understood what Old Chen was thinking. Since the establishment of the High-tech Industry Research Office, Old Chen had handed that responsibility over to Yang Xiaotao and focused on the important projects under his command.
The West-East Gas Pipeline is currently Chen Lao's favorite project.
"Sir, the western section is progressing rapidly, with most of it completed..."
Secretary Guo spoke earnestly, providing a more detailed account than Lou Xiao'e had.
After listening, Old Chen sat in his chair with a furrowed brow.
"So, does that mean next year is also unlikely?"
"Hmm, that's possible!"
Secretary Guo quickly replied, while explaining, "Sir, actually the most difficult part is not the western section with its harsh environment or the central section with its towering mountains; the most difficult part is actually the eastern section!"
After a moment's thought, Old Chen realized that was indeed the case.
"Old Xia might offend quite a few people by doing this!"
Secretary Guo nodded, then, as if remembering something, said, "Sir, Elder Xia was recommended by General Yang, and they have a good relationship."
"I'm afraid that Mr. Yang will come out to support me, or even take the blame..."
Old Chen's expression changed, because what Secretary Guo said might actually be true.
Given Yang Xiaotao's attitude towards Lao Xia, he will most likely step forward.
"No, this can't be done like this!"
Old Chen suddenly stood up and then said to Secretary Guo, "Prepare the car, let's go to the Ninth Division!"
Secretary Guo opened his mouth, but President Peng had just left and was now following him. What should he say when they met?
But that wasn't something he should be thinking about, so he quickly went out.
On the other hand, after leaving Chen Lao's office, Yang Xiaotao did not return to the Ninth Department, but went to the pharmaceutical factory instead.
Upon hearing that Yang Xiaotao was coming, Bai Jingshu immediately led his men out to greet him.
"Mr. Yang, you've come at just the right time! We were just about to report the situation to you!"
Bai Jingshu spoke happily, and Yang Xiaotao was also in a good mood, especially since he had just snatched a piece of meat from President Peng's mouth. So, he walked along with a smile and asked, "So, what's the good news?"
"President Yang, we have a preliminary plan for our Ginseng and Evodia Decoction. The prescription has been prepared and we are currently testing it!"
Bai Jing recounted the good news, and Yang Xiaotao immediately smiled and said, "That's indeed good news." "Are the people from the research institute still there?"
"Everyone's here, everyone's here. They've been boiling medicine all day long."
"They're in a meeting right now, shall we go over?"
Yang Xiaotao waved his hand, "No need, let's talk about it after their meeting."
Bai Jingshu nodded, then winked at his secretary behind him, who immediately left. He then said to Yang Xiaotao, "Minister Yang, we had many volunteers helping at the research hospital this time. It was thanks to these volunteers that our research and development progressed so quickly!"
Yang Xiaotao paused, "Was it voluntary?"
Bai Jingshu immediately nodded, "General Manager Yang, don't worry, we don't mean to force anyone. As soon as the comrades heard that they were going to contribute to the revolution, they all rushed to do it."
Yang Xiaotao paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "We must remember the sacrifices our comrades have made. Whether we succeed or not, we cannot let their efforts be in vain!"
"We understand!"
"Furthermore, all volunteers participating in the experiment can use the special drug for free."
Bai Jingshu paused for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head helplessly. He figured some people would regret this order to death.
Of course, some people will gossip, but does President Yang care?
of course not.
The two walked into the office building, and then Bai Jingshu poured Yang Xiaotao a cup of tea. "President Yang, you've been smiling the whole way. Is there some good news?"
Yang Xiaotao picked up his teacup. "Of course it's good news."
"We'll get 150 million from each warship we sell this time. We were just short of money, but now that we've got 600 million, we'll have plenty of cash on hand!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Jingshu's eyes lit up.
She had heard about the situation in Persia and knew about the warship, but the price of 300 million was not something that most countries could afford.
Thinking about this, Bai Jingshu felt it was necessary to have a proper talk with his family.
Don't set your goals too high.
The Aoyama-class is also quite good.
"This is indeed a good thing!"
Bai Jingshu said happily, "We were originally planning to contribute some funds to support headquarters, but now we've saved that money and can focus all our efforts on producing the special medicine!"
Yang Xiaotao glanced at Bai Jingshu, then put down his cup. "It's good that you two share the same heart."
“We are indeed making a lot of money now, but there are also many places in China where we need to spend money.”
"The other departments that want to transform and keep up with us will need to make significant initial investments."
"And then there's the West-to-East Gas Pipeline project, a bottomless pit, sigh..."
Seeing Yang Xiaotao like this, Bai Jingshu felt a strange mix of emotions.
Don't be fooled by how easily Yang Xiaotao makes it sound. When it comes to actually doing these things, who in China, besides the young man in front of us, can do it?
I reckon that even someone else couldn't manage to run this business.
In the hands of the young man before us, it was not only propped up, but also put into operation, constantly running through endless means.
It feels like, in Yang Xiaotao's hands, these industries and projects are like a tunnel boring machine, relentlessly digging through the mountains and valleys, and one day, they will break through all obstacles and see the light!
And that's Yang Xiaotao's skill.
She even thought that the higher-ups probably saw what was going on, which was why they didn't dare to touch President Yang!
Otherwise, with so many projects and so many people, who would dare to take them on?
At the very least, even Old Chen wouldn't dare right now.
Moreover, Old Chen was Yang Xiaotao's former superior; they were practically in the same boat.
"Understood, understood!"
Bai Jingshu's mind raced, and he immediately laughed, "As long as we keep making money, that's all that matters!"
Yang Xiaotao smiled and said, "That's right."
"So this place is our money bag, you better keep a close eye on it and make sure nothing goes wrong!"
Bai Jingshu immediately nodded, "Don't worry, our pharmaceutical factory doesn't follow anyone else's orders except yours!"
Yang Xiaotao raised his eyelids and glanced at the scene. "Don't say things that are detrimental to unity. We are the people's factory!"
"Yes, yes, the people's factory!"
Bai Jingshu smiled and then started talking to Yang Xiaotao about the pharmaceutical factory.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Bai Jingshu quickly went to open it and saw the old Taoist priest, Dean Wang, and Lao Ganzi walking in one after another.
"Mr. Yang."
"Mr. Yang, you've arrived!"
As the others began to speak, Yang Xiaotao stood up and laughed, "Looking at you all like this, I get the feeling that we're about to succeed?"
Upon hearing this, the group suddenly burst into laughter, and the old Taoist priest stepped forward and said, "Amitabha."
“Benefactor, this is a skill that allows you to predict the future.”
"Could it be that he has discerned the secrets of heaven?"
"Go! Go! Go."
Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and pushed the old Taoist priest aside, then looked at Wang Zizai and asked, "Dean Wang, is the plan ready?"
Wang Zizai immediately nodded, "Minister Yang, following the standards you mentioned, and after several discussions, along with opinions provided by comrades from various regions, we have basically finalized the plan."
Yang Xiaotao was surprised that a plan was finalized so quickly, so he asked eagerly, "Tell me quickly, how did you do it?"
Wang Zizai didn't speak, but looked at the old Taoist and the others. Everyone around them smiled and gestured, and the old Taoist even raised his palm. Wang Zizai quickly said, "Yes."
“Our proposal basically corresponds to the three levels you proposed, Mr. Yang.”
"For the highest grade, we use stronger medicine, larger quantities of herbs, and the oldest ginseng used in the decoction!"
"The next grade has a lower dosage and the ginseng is from a less mature age, so the effect is relatively milder."
"These two grades are both aimed at export."
As Wang Zizai was speaking, Yang Xiaotao immediately asked, "Would the next level be effective?"
Wang Zizai nodded, "Although its efficacy is not as high as the highest grade, it is already quite effective among the prescriptions we have collected, and it can basically treat more than 90% of the population."
Yang Xiaotao nodded, then asked, "What about the third tier? We need to use the best for ourselves."
Wang Zizai smiled, and everyone around him laughed too. "Of course."
"The prescriptions we use internally are all based on average levels. They are mild and effective. After use, the doctor can check the condition accordingly."
"The advantage of this is that it avoids one-off transactions."
Yang Xiaotao nodded immediately after hearing this, "The plan is good, let's do it this way for now."
He then said to Bai Jingshu, "Director Bai, produce a batch first and let's see."
"By the way, the highest grade will be packaged in small gourds. You can figure out the specifics yourself."
Bai Jingshu smiled and agreed, "In that case, I guess our domestic gourds are going to suffer."
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.