Cheng Yong felt very helpless at this moment.
My wife divorced me, I was fighting for child custody, my father was seriously ill in bed, and the store was locked by the landlord.
The burden of life made Cheng Yong breathless.
I finally found out about Indian Gleevec, and heard that the price difference between domestic and foreign markets was astonishing, so I made up my mind to take a chance.
As a result, people said that someone was selling it in China, which made Cheng Yong, who had finally ignited hope, feel hopeless.
In his magic oil shop, Cheng Yong was furious and helpless, venting the unspeakable sadness and grievance in his heart with a clanging sound.
This is useless. Otherwise, the wife wouldn't be beaten away and the child wouldn't be kept. Of course, divorce is not entirely due to wife beating. There must be many reasons.
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The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was getting dark. Wang Yan stood at the door, listening to the clanging sounds inside, and couldn't help shaking his head.
Wang Yan couldn't say anything about Cheng Yong.
In the film, Cheng Yong sells his distribution channel to the con man Zhang Changlin, and uses the money he made from selling Gleevec to open a clothing factory. At that point, his life can be described as quite happy. His child stays with him, his father receives medical treatment, and his life is no longer the mess it once was. Isn't that what he had in mind?
After learning of Lü Yiyi's death, one can imagine the inner struggle he went through. He blamed himself for Lü Yiyi's death, and after that, he gave up everything he had and returned to selling medicine.
Is this more like a kind of self-salvation, or a struggle against the unfairness of fate?
Of course, Wang Yan still thought that those who violate the law must be punished, so it would be useless.
Without thinking, he crawled in through the glass broken by Cheng Yong.
Cheng Yong was attracted by Wang Yan's movements. He looked at Wang Yan who had come in and was searching for something hard. He said to Wang Yan warily, "I'm not afraid of anything. I tell you, you still have time to leave now."
He was now hopeless, and there was really nothing to fear. Even a desperate dog would jump over the wall, let alone a hopeless person.
Seeing Cheng Yong's nervous and defensive look, the atmosphere was originally very serious. But when Wang Yan saw Cheng Yong's thick long hair, he had to resist the urge to pull it out.
Wang Yan smiled and waved at him: "Brother, don't be nervous."
"Don't you want to sell Ah San's Gleevec?"
Seeing Cheng Yong's expression change, Wang Yan leaned forward and said, "Put your things down first and calm down."
To be honest, Wang Yan has been learning fighting for so long that he is no less capable than Cheng Yong.
Cheng Yong thought for a moment, put the things down and said, "What do you want to say?"
"Have you thought of it? I have the domestic agency rights." Wang Yan continued, "If you want the agency rights, I can give them to you, but it's only for Shanghai. I think this is enough. There are tens of thousands of patients in Shanghai alone."
Wang Yan found a place to sit down and nodded to Cheng Yong, motioning him to sit down.
"Then the question is, what conditions can you offer?"
Cheng Yong lowered his head and said nothing. He was thinking about what conditions he could offer. After thinking about it over and over again, he finally looked at Wang Yan with red eyes.
Seeing Cheng Yong staring at him blankly, Wang Yan also understood: "Nothing, right?"
"Then let's try a different way of cooperation."
Cheng Yong was attracted by Wang Yan's words, his glasses lit up, and he waited for Wang Yan to continue.
"As for you, I already knew most of it before I came here."
"Your wife is divorcing you and is suing you for custody of your son. Your father is in imminent danger."
"In this situation, how much do you think your time is worth?"
Seeing Cheng Yong remained silent, Wang Yan thought he didn't understand and continued to explain.
"You have been smuggling for a long time. I think you should be aware of the consequences of smuggling."
"If he's smuggling and selling fake medicine, he's definitely not going to get away with it. The law is strict, and he's definitely not going to get away with it."
"No one can say how many years this thing will be sentenced to, so do you understand?"
After hearing this, Cheng Yong said to Wang Yan, "You want me to go to jail for you?"
Wang Yan shook his head. "No, no, no. Not for me, but for all leukemia patients. You saved them, so they don't have to break their bank accounts to buy medicine, and they don't have to be torn apart by their wives and children, or have their families torn apart. You're not committing a crime, you're saving lives."
Seeing Cheng Yong struggling and unable to make up his mind, Wang Yan comforted him again: "Don't worry too much. If you are really caught, just confess and cooperate actively. I will find you a good lawyer. Plus, you are doing a great thing of saving lives, so I will definitely reduce your sentence."
"Okay, don't worry about the money. Think about it carefully and call me when you're ready."
After saying that, Wang Yan left a phone number and left.
I returned to Liu Sihui's home and had a quick meal.
Now Liu Tiantian and Wang Yan get along very well. They call each other Uncle Wang very sweetly.
I played with Liu Tiantian for a while. I had played wildly at school all day and didn’t have much energy when I got home. I fell asleep out of exhaustion after a while.
Liu Tiantian doesn’t have enough energy, but our Lao Wang has enough.
It must be said that Liu Sihui is indeed amazing. She can dance, has a good body, and is sexy.
In addition, he now manages a garment factory with dozens of subordinates, and he has his own charm.
In the past few months of knowing each other, Wang Yan and Liu Sihui have unlocked almost all the positions, and Wang Yan is so happy with all the tricks that he doesn't want to leave.
After the passion, Wang Yan opened the window, took out a cigarette and lit it, then got back into bed and hugged Liu Sihui.
Is this a common problem for women in movies? Liu Sihui nestled in Wang Yan's arms, tickling him with her hair, a stimulating scene that left Wang Yan helpless. She kept sighing, "The body is the capital of revolution. Comrade Wang, you still have to work hard."
Liu Sihui is very satisfied with her current life. Since Wang Yan came, her life has become more promising day by day.
Now she no longer has to worry about her daughter's safety, nor does she have to worry about her life. She no longer has to go out and dance for others and read their faces.
She didn't have any feelings for Wang Yan and Liu Sihui before, but now she really loves this man to the core.
Wang Yan took all of this to heart.
Maybe it started out for my daughter, but later it was really for myself.
Of course, Wang Yan didn't admit it, even though he was doing good things. He was paranoid and believed that Liu Sihui was slept with, well, that's it.
"Let's stop for now. We've sold millions of drugs, and Novavax, the Swiss company, should have noticed something."
"From now on, just focus on managing the factory."
Liu Sihui always believed in what Wang Yan said, so of course she would not have any objections.
"By the way, among the patients you know, are there any who are free from all ties and live on their own?"
Liu Sihui thought for a moment and said, "There's this one, Peng Hao, a kid from the countryside. He got sick, but he didn't want to burden his family, so he came to the city. It was quite difficult. He even bought medicine from us. He's a good kid, quite reliable."
Wang Yan thought about it and recalled the plot, thinking, "Isn't this the yellow-haired guy? Okay, that's him. Just tell me his phone number. It's okay if he doesn't have a phone number or an address."
Liu Sihui didn't say much and gave Huangmao's address to Wang Yan.
Wang Yan finished smoking a cigarette, recovered a bit, turned over and pressed Liu Sihui under him, and Comrade Xiao Wang continued the revolution.
The next day, after Wang Yan finished some things, he set out to find Huang Mao, whose address was a slaughterhouse in the suburbs of Shanghai.
Wang Yan was driving the eight-hand van he had bought earlier for easier transportation. He had originally wanted to buy an international five-pointed star, but after some inquiries, he learned that this model wouldn't be released until next year, in 2003.
When I arrived at the place, I greeted someone and waited for a while, then I saw Huangmao coming out with a head of yellow hair.
Huangmao looked at Wang Yan, who had an ordinary appearance in front of him, and didn't understand what this person wanted him to do.
"Are you looking for me? I don't even know you, why are you looking for me?" Huangmao said in confusion.
Wang Yan said, "Wang Yan, I'm looking for you for something. Is it convenient? I'd like to treat you to a meal and we can talk while we eat."
Huang Mao was a complete bachelor. He went back, said something, and then got in a car and left with Wang Yan. Compared to Cheng Yong, Huang Mao was truly fearless. He had already given up on himself due to his illness, and coupled with his youth and lack of maturity, he was incredibly reckless. Compare that to the young people in real life who would just chop you down if they told them to. That was truly terrifying.
Wang Yan knew that Huangmao's living standard must not be very good, so he directly found a restaurant that looked high-end and let the child eat some meat to supplement his diet.
After entering, they found a private room. Wang Yan gave the menu to Huangmao and asked him to order.
Huangmao was really rude. Even though there were only two of them, he ordered a whole table full of food.
This table of dishes would cost at least 1,000 yuan. You should know that the average income per capita in Shanghai is only around 2,000 yuan.
After ordering the dishes, Huangmao looked at Wang Yan without any sympathy, and couldn't help but wonder what the old guy wanted to talk to him about.
Of course Wang Yan didn't feel bad. Now Wang Yan was qualified to call himself a bachelor. He was worth millions, so the black money was not money anymore.
That is to say, this is only in this movie world. If Wang Yan were to suffer such a blow in real life, he would probably have a heart attack due to the pain.
After the dishes were served, Wang Yan waved the waiter away, closed the door tightly, and said to the yellow-haired man who was looking at him, "Eat first, and then we'll talk after."
Then Wang Yan drank his wine and watched the yellow-haired man in front of him wolfing it down.
However, this yellow-haired man can eat and work, and he doesn't look like a leukemia patient. He still does physical labor. In the movie, when he chased Cheng Yong, his movements were also quick and flexible.
Looking at Huangmao, and then thinking about his brother-in-law Lu Shouyi who was as thin as a monkey, he could only attribute it to Huangmao's extraordinary talent.
Seeing that Huangmao had almost finished eating, Wang Yan poured him a glass of water and said to him, "Okay, I see you've almost finished eating, let's talk about something serious."
Huang Mao said, "You talk, I listen."
Wang Yan said, "You're also a leukemia patient. You must be familiar with Gleevec. It sells for 37,000 yuan a bottle in China."
"I have a pirated version of Gleevec from India. I sell it for 5,000 a bottle. Didn't you buy one too?"
"You're a real person, so I won't beat around the bush with you. I'll just tell you straight."
"You know, this kind of business is illegal. I'm looking for you to sell the drugs in front of me. If anything goes wrong, you'll bear the consequences."
"To put it bluntly, if you're caught, you're going to jail."
"In return, I'll give you some money. Also, if we can be a successful match, I'll cure you and all the expenses will be mine. What do you think?"
Wang Yan asked.
Speaking of stem cell transplantation, Wang Yan had already started matching Lv Shouyi and Liu Tiantian, and Wang Yan spent a lot of money for this.
Spending money on this thing will at most raise its priority, and it is impossible to guarantee that it can be equipped immediately once the money is in place.
Of course, there’s still not enough money.
Since ancient times, China has been a society based on personal relationships, and this has never changed until now.
To be realistic, having money matters, not having money doesn’t matter.
Wang Laowu said, it does matter!
Huang Mao thought about it and said it just like in the movie: "You do it for money."
Wang Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing this irrelevant answer.
"I don't deny it, but you should tell this to the people at Nova."
"Brother, think about it. 37,000 in China, many people can't afford it. I sell it for 5,000, and many people can afford it."
"I feel like I've saved a lot of people. Shouldn't I make some money?"
Huangmao was a bit reckless, but he was not stupid. After thinking about it, he stopped worrying about it.
After thinking for a while, Huangmao said, "Let's do it."
He has nothing to worry about. It's great that there is hope for recovery now.
Seeing that he agreed as expected, Wang Yan smiled and said, "Okay, it's settled then. Take this money and buy a cell phone. This is my number. Call me when you've bought it. You can spend the rest first." As he said that, Wang Yan took out a stack of money and handed it to Huangmao.
"That's it then. Let's go our separate ways. I'll wait for your call." Wang Yan stood up and said.
When they reached the door, Wang Yan remembered something and turned around to give him a few more stacks of money.
"It's been a while since you've been home. Take this money and come home."
"Take your family to the hospital for a checkup to see if they can be a good match for you."
"By the way, shave my hair. It will make me look terrible on TV."
After saying that, he looked at Huangmao who was trying hard to hold back his tears, shook his head and left.
The yellow-haired man behind him couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.
Wang Yan is not a saint, nor does he have that much ability to save everyone.
At least going to jail is better than dying.
It's a pity that his yellow-haired boy was hit by a car and died. If he can be saved, he should be saved.
