Chapter 13 Do you want to buy a pharmaceutical factory? Cheng Ming has a good memory. He vaguely remembers that there was such a person who bought medicine from him. "Are you here to ask me for a refund too?" "No, no, no, Mr. Cheng, you misunderstood. I'm not here to return the money. I'm here to buy medicine." When Cheng Ming heard that someone was here to buy medicine, his face turned cold: "I'm sorry, I don't sell medicine anymore." do not. Wang Zicheng was anxious: "Why don't you sell medicine? If you don't sell medicine, what will happen to patients like me who are in the late stage?" "This has nothing to do with me." Cheng Ming said. Wang Zicheng felt that the person in front of him was a little cold and distant. "Boss Cheng, how about this? I'll increase the price. How about 50,000 per bottle of medicine?" Cheng Ming shook his head.
"One hundred thousand! One hundred thousand per bottle is fine!" Cheng Ming turned around and was about to leave. Wang Zicheng blocked his way again. He looked like he was about to collapse. "Boss Cheng! Boss Cheng! Please be kind. I have elderly parents and young children to take care of, and they still don't know that I'm sick." Seeing that he was speaking sincerely, Cheng Ming stopped and explained a few words. "You've seen the news online, right? I'm still on probation. If I sell that kind of drug again, I'll really go to jail." He spread his hands, looking helpless. "Boss Cheng, just sell the medicine to me. I promise not to tell anyone else!" Wang Zicheng was so anxious that he almost knelt down. Then he saw Cheng Ming's pointed eyes: "Those people said the same thing at the beginning." Wang Zicheng was stunned. He suddenly didn't know how to persuade the other party to sell the medicine to him. After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly collapsed. "Fuck those idiots! Are they all fucking idiots? If I die, it's all your fault! Fuck you guys, you really deserve to die, Boss Cheng saved you and you called the police to arrest him! Are you guys human? You're just a bunch of bastards!" Cheng Ming looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was losing his defense and uttered foul language. It seems that his arrest by the police has nothing to do with this middle-aged man, but he is helpless now and he can't help him. Turn around and go upstairs. In the next few days, Cheng Ming discovered that Wang Zicheng still did not give up and came to the community every day to ask for medicine. This is normal. Anyone would have done the same. It is really painful to know that someone has the medicine that can save him, but for some reason, you cannot sell the medicine to him.
If he died because of this, he would probably die with regrets, right? One morning. Cheng Ming planned to go to Yinhai Pharmaceutical to find Wen Yilin to ask about the pharmaceutical factory and laboratory. As soon as I got downstairs, I saw Wang Zichen guarding here again. As soon as he saw Cheng Ming, he came up to him with a smile. "Boss Cheng, are you going out? Can I take you there?" He noticed these days that Cheng Ming didn't seem to have his own car, so he volunteered to be Cheng Ming's driver. Cheng Ming was stunned for a moment, but finally got on Wang Zicheng's A8. The car soon arrived downstairs of Yinhai Pharmaceutical. I happened to run into Wen Yilin who was just coming back from outside driving the executive A8. Cheng Ming got off the car. Wen Yilin saw Cheng Ming also got out of the car, and there was surprise in her eyes. Didn’t you say that the A8 is not suitable for you? Why another A8? But when she saw Wang Zichen get out of the driver's seat, she knew she had misunderstood. "Boss." Wen Yilin greeted. Wang Zicheng was shocked. How could Cheng Ming, who was so young, become a boss? No wonder Cheng Ming was unmoved when he offered 100,000 yuan for a bottle of medicine. The two of them started chatting downstairs. "Sister Wen, how is the pharmaceutical factory going?" "I just went to a pharmaceutical factory for a field trip." "What factory? What's the specific situation?" "It's a Chinese medicine slice factory in the suburbs of Xicheng. It's not very big, covering about 50 acres. The other party offered 15 million." Cheng Ming has a headache. Fifteen million. He drew ten times in a row and got 745 million in cash, plus the remaining hundreds of thousands from buying the company, the total was exactly about 800 million. Short of 700 million. That's a lot of money! It would be impossible for Cheng Ming to earn seven million before completing the next mission, but it would be impossible to complete the mission without it. It's an endless loop. "What do you think of that factory?" Cheng Ming was undecided and asked Wen Yilin again. Wen Yilin said, "I don't think it's worth it. But there aren't many pharmaceutical factories in Haicheng, and even fewer are willing to sell. Besides, there's no one more suitable." Isn’t it worth it? Cheng Ming was in a bit of a dilemma. At this moment, Wang Zicheng next to him asked, "Boss Cheng, are you planning to buy a pharmaceutical factory?" Cheng Ming nodded.
Prince Cheng suddenly realized. As a patient, Cheng Ming himself has personally experienced how good his medicine is. The reason why he calls it a fake medicine is because it does not have formal procedures. As long as he has a pharmaceutical factory, Cheng Ming will be able to legalize his medicine, and then he can actually sell it! This way he can be saved! Wang Zicheng was a little excited when he thought about this, but Cheng Ming seemed to have encountered difficulties? As a middle-aged man who has been in the business world for a long time, reading people's expressions is his basic skill. He can see that Cheng Ming is in an awkward situation. "Boss Cheng, it's very troublesome to build a pharmaceutical factory. The qualifications and standards are very high. Generally speaking, it's quite difficult. Plus, the equipment is relatively expensive, and the prices are inflated. It's not cost-effective to buy a pharmaceutical factory directly. I suggest you start your own factory and then apply for qualifications." Wang Zicheng said. Cheng Ming was very surprised. "Boss Wang also understands the pharmaceutical industry?" "I know a little." Wang Zicheng said with a smile. If I really can't find a suitable one, then this is the only way, Cheng Ming thought. "Boss Cheng, if you want to buy a factory, why not consider my factory?" Wang Zicheng asked tentatively. "Boss Wang, do you run a factory?" Cheng Ming asked, but seeing that Wang Zicheng was wearing all branded clothes, had a fat head and big ears, and wore shiny leather shoes, he really did look like a factory owner. "Yes." "Tell me about it?" Cheng Ming was a little interested. "I own a health care product factory. If Boss Cheng wants to buy it, I'm willing to sell it for three million." Wang Zicheng said. Three million? That was cheap. Cheng Ming was somewhat tempted, but he didn't know the details. "The factory is in the suburbs, covering an area of about three thousand square meters," said Wang Zicheng. Three thousand square meters? That's really big. If he could buy such a large factory for three million, he would definitely make a profit. Cheng Ming understood that Wang Zicheng had something to ask of him, so he gave such a cheap price. "Moreover, my factory is a health care product factory. The production equipment is actually not much different from other production equipment. It is just that we can only produce health care products because we don't have a drug approval number. As long as the approval number is in place, it can be converted into a pharmaceutical factory immediately." Wang Zicheng threw out another condition that Cheng Ming could hardly refuse. Cheng Ming and Wen Yilin looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. Afraid that the two would not believe him, Wang Zicheng quickly said, "If you are interested, Boss Cheng, let's go and have a look now!" Cheng Ming and Wen Yilin looked at each other and nodded. After a while. Two A8s drove out of the community one after the other. (End of this chapter)