I! Billions of invincible identities

After he answered, there was another boo.

"Who the hell eats human blood steamed buns, don't you have a number?"

"That is, the cost of research has long been earned!"

"It is clearly a profiteering industry!"

“......"

Then the reporter asked:

"Some patients say that your Greinin company has monopolized this medical industry, so you wantonly accumulate money, regardless of any humanitarianism, for twenty years, prices have been rising, sucking the blood of millions of people, try to ask your conscience will hurt?!"

Wang Yong smiled and said: "Technology monopoly itself has the right to set its own prices, this journalist friend, you should think like this, if it were not for our Greinin company's drugs to sustain the lives of millions of patients, they would not be in this world, and I want to say that the country where our head office is located is a capitalist society, and you talk humanitarianism with capitalist countries, it is too young!" "

Speaking of this, the audience was silent.

After a while, another reporter asked: "Do you know how many people are behind such a simple price increase of your Greinin, and in the future, the pressure on the social fishing wheel borne by you Grein will only increase!" "

Wang Yong picked up the mineral water bottle and took a sip, and said with a smile: "The pressure of the fishing wheel in society is nothing for our Greinin company, as long as there are banknotes in the account, it is enough, no matter how big the fishing wheel and pressure, our medicine is still unique, any hospital cannot use my medicine, unless new alternatives appear, but obviously the current technology does not allow this!" "

Wang Yong's words carried a hint of coldness.

The temperature that a countryman should have has completely lost.

A journalist friend couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Sooner or later, our domestic pharmaceutical companies will be able to develop drugs to replace Glenin, and you Glenin will pay a terrible price for this!" "

"We'll wait!"

Wang Yong smiled, and the press conference of the factory ended.

At the same time, Ding Yi, the chief physician of the oncology department, found Yang Fan.

"When to play?"

"Let's leave tomorrow!"

"So urgent."

Yang Fan nodded and looked at the other party: "Is something wrong?" "

"Yes, Glenin has raised the price again!"

As soon as Yang Fan listened, with the medical knowledge in his mind, he knew what Glenin was, so he asked, "And then?" "

"I came to you to tell you that there are more than one and a half million brute-force leukemia patients in our country who need Glenin to stay alive!"

"And what?"

"Of these 1.5 million patients, no more than 50,000 families can fully afford to take Glenin for life!"

Yang Fan frowned: "That is, there are still 1.45 million people facing a life crisis!" "

Ding Yi nodded quickly: "Yes!" "

"You're here to ask for a potion, right?"

"That's right, you have the ability to cure slow granular leukemia, and in a way, you have mastered the lives of one and a half million people!"

"I know what you mean!"

Yang Fan stretched out three fingers and said, "Fifteen days, one month, I will give you a satisfactory answer." "

"Really? You're not going to R Ben tomorrow! "

"It's okay to go later, I think the domestic Olympic organizing committee understands me!"

"Okay, I believe you!"

"Hmm."

Ding Yi left.

For Yang Fan, fighting for the right to live for 1.5 million people in the country should be more important than the Olympic Games!

A phone call was made to the head of the e-sports program of the Olympic Organizing Committee.

As soon as the other party heard that he was going to save people, he immediately asked his superior, and got a quick approval from his superior:

"Don't worry, the death battle is left to you, and the living are left to the country!"

So on the same day, Yang Fan took Ye Feng and Zhou Gardenia back to Shanghai City by plane.

"Gardenia, you go first, when I go R Ben will tell you in advance!"

"Good." Zhou Gardenia turned around and wanted to leave, and suddenly thought of something: "Why don't you go all of a sudden?" "

"I have one more important thing than this!"

"More important than national honor?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, then I'll go!"

"Bye bye."

Zhou Gardenia actually wanted to say whether he could help anything, but in the end he didn't say it.

Yang Fan and Ye Feng went to find Ye Yuan's father, Zhu Longxiang.

It is the top floor of the most exclusive office building in Lujiazui, Pudong.

"Little Lord!"

"Little Lord!"

Before the two people came to Zhu Longxiang's office, from the first floor to the second floor, they were politely addressed by different staff.

Inside the elevator dedicated to the chairman.

Yang Fan looked at Ye Fan with a smile and said, "Why do they all call you Little Lord?" "

"Because my dad is Lao Zhu!"

"Oh... You're really welcome. "

"What's polite with him."

The two left the office, and the second secretary of the chairman immediately led the two to Zhu Longxiang's office.

As soon as Zhu Longxiang saw Yang Fan, he said to Secretary No. 3 like he saw Engong: "I brewed the Pu'er tea at the bottom of my box, and today I am a heavy guest." "

Ye Feng stuck out his tongue at his father and said, "I don't have this treatment for my daughter." "

After speaking, Ye Feng looked at Yang Fan and said: "My father's Pu'er at the bottom of the box was supplied to Lafayette Cixi back then, which is rare in the world, and not many people can drink it once a year, even if it is the shoulder of the Shanghai City Government, there is no such blessing." "

Zhu Longxiang motioned for Yang Fan to sit down.

"Don't listen to it, even if the Heavenly King Laozi comes, he may not be able to drink it."

"yes, I'm still light." Ye Feng sat down.

Yang Fan smiled and sat down with him: "Then I really have a mouthful." "

"Hey, that's it, actually." Ye Feng complained.

After a while, the tea came up, and Zhu Longxiang handed Yang Fan a cup first.

Yang Fan took a sip, although he didn't understand tea, the aged taste inside was indeed different from ordinary Pu'er.

"How?" Zhu Longxiang asked.

"Shangpin."

"Then you have more taste."

"Thank you."

After drinking tea for a while, Yang Fan didn't screw up, and said straight to the point: "I thought about your proposal and thought it was feasible." "

"You're talking about the large-scale production of a drug for chronic leukemia?"

Zhu Longxiang held the teacup and looked at Yang Fan.

It's just that Yang Fan didn't notice that Zhu Longxiang's set of teacups came from the official kiln of Jingdezhen during the Qing Dynasty, and it was worth no less than 10 million.

"That's right, I heard that Grensin has raised the price again!" Yang Fan said.

"I also just heard that it has risen by a thousand yuan, it is indeed crazy enough, killing people without a knife, drinking blood without mouth!"

Yang Fan picked up the teacup and took a sip and put it down: "So I decided, authorize this product of mine to you, and let you be my spokesperson!" "

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