The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

"219 a box..."

Zhou Wennian muttered.

Then he shook his head and said, "Prices are soaring in today's society. I just live in this small courtyard and can't keep up with the times!"

Lin Ming pursed his lips.

He knew what Zhou Wennian meant.

The so-called 'prices' may include special cold medicine.

In fact, there is another meaning in Zhou Wennian's words-the prices of everything are rising, but wages are not rising!

Due to Zhou Wennian's identity, he can't say this clearly.

But this does not prevent him from criticizing certain facts.

"Do you think it's expensive?"

Lin Ming said truthfully: "The person who developed the special cold medicine is called 'Zhang Kuang'. I set the price at 199 a box, but he thought it was too little, so I adjusted the price again and temporarily set it at 219."

Without waiting for Zhou Wennian to speak.

Lin Ming continued, "Although Zhang Kuang is young, he believes in the same thing as you, not money first, but always thinking about the people."

"Before joining Phoenix Pharmaceuticals, Zhang Kuang's mother was hospitalized for leukemia. He hated these germs to an unimaginable degree, but even so, he still felt that the price of 199 was too low."

Zhou Wennian looked at Lin Ming: "What is the cost of the special cold medicine?"

In fact, this is a commercial secret, and Zhou Wennian should not ask under normal circumstances.

However, Zhou Wennian obviously felt that with his relationship with Lin Ming, and that he really had a clear conscience, Lin Ming should not fool him.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Lin Ming did not hesitate at all and said directly: "If you add it all up, it should be around thirty or forty yuan."

"One pill?" Zhou Wennian asked again.

"Yes."

Lin Ming nodded.

He added: "But this price is before the Drug Administration intervenes. The final price is set after we have discussed with the Drug Administration. I don't know what the Drug Administration's attitude is."

"The attitude of the Drug Administration depends on the attitude of Phoenix Pharmaceuticals. You should understand this."

Zhou Wennian said: "The special cold medicine is a patented product of Phoenix Pharmaceuticals. The Drug Administration currently has no right or responsibility to lower the price. As long as you say the word 'no', it will be useless even if you ask the Drug Administration to ask you."

Lin Ming was silent.

He did not explain anything unnecessary.

But Zhou Wennian knew that if Lin Ming really did not want to lower the price, or just lowered the price by a few dollars, there was no need to invite the Drug Administration to intervene.

Not only would this not win the favor of the officials, but it would also disgust the Drug Administration, which would only have a negative effect.

"What is your psychological bottom price?" Zhou Wennian suddenly asked.

Lin Ming smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I haven't thought about this."

"Even if the Food and Drug Administration still lowers the price to 200 yuan, and the cost of special cold medicine is 40 yuan, you can still make 160 yuan for one special cold medicine, right?" Zhou Wennian said.

"On the surface, it is true, but it can't be said that way."

Lin Ming said: "First of all, Phoenix Pharmaceuticals has invested nearly 5 billion yuan, and the various patents applied for special cold medicines also cost money, which I haven't included in it."

"The 30 or 40 yuan cost I told you just now is just the cost of producing special cold medicines in the future."

"Also, according to the current pricing of special cold medicines, only a part of the people can buy them, and we still need to open up various markets..."

"Lin Ming."

Zhou Wennian suddenly interrupted Lin Ming.

He pondered for a long time, and then said earnestly: "Tell me the truth, what was your original intention of establishing Phoenix Pharmaceuticals?"

Lin Ming was slightly startled.

After a moment.

He said slowly: "Make money, serve the people!"

"Make money first, serve the people second, right?" Zhou Wennian stared at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming was silent.

Zhou Wennian sighed: "In fact, in some ways, making money and serving the people will inevitably conflict, do you understand what I mean?"

Lin Ming did not speak, but just picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

How could he not understand such a simple truth?

All the money is earned from others.

And everyone is part of the 'people'.

Maybe Lin Ming is not cruel enough to eat human flesh and drink human blood.

But it must be admitted that when it comes to sensitive items such as medicines, he wants to make money, which is definitely not 'serving the people'!

"Let's not talk about other places. Judging from the current per capita salary in Landao City, most ordinary workers' wages are around four or five thousand a month."

Zhou Wennian said: "The Ministry of Finance of Landao City has been investigating the expenses of these ordinary families. It is very difficult to save money.It's difficult. Even if the couple has about 10,000 yuan in total, they can only barely make ends meet. "

"Since your original intention is to serve the people, you must not count those wealthy families."

"As for those ordinary families, if only three people in a family get the flu, it will cost seven or eight hundred yuan just to buy special cold medicine."

"This is based on the premise that you only get the flu once. After all, special cold medicine can't permanently isolate the cold virus, right?"

Lin Ming heard it.

The old man's words showed his dissatisfaction with the price.

"Alas..."

At the end, Zhou Wennian sighed again.

"I have told you so much, and you actually know what I mean, but just treat us as just chatting and don't take it to heart."

"You have your difficulties, and you also have places where you need to spend money. It is a great achievement to be able to solve the cold germs within three hours. "

"What I said is just what I think in my heart, and I am only considering it from my perspective. Your final pricing still depends on the comprehensive conditions of Phoenix Pharmaceuticals."

Lin Ming nodded slightly.

In the following time.

The grandfather and the grandfather put aside the special cold medicine and started to talk about other interesting things.

Including some things Zhou Wennian had experienced before, and the foolish things Lin Ming had done in the past four years.

Zhou Wennian seemed to want to know more about Lin Ming, so he was always very interested in listening.

The two chatted happily, and there was no estrangement because of the price of special cold medicine.

Finally, Lin Ming mentioned the matter of bodyguards.

"If I say that I have guessed that you would come to me for this, do you believe it?" Zhou Wennian said with a smile.

Lin Ming's eyes flashed: "Grandpa, have you arranged everything for me? !"

"Do you really think that after I, the old man, come down, I have no connections at all? "Zhou Wennian pretended to be proud.

"How could that be..."

Unknowingly, the time had come to 5pm.

It was not yet the 3 hours indicated by the special cold medicine.

But Zhou Wennian's nasal congestion, cough and other symptoms were much better.

It was almost impossible to tell that he had caught a cold before.

"The person who developed this medicine is really amazing."

Zhou Wennian praised.

He said to Lin Ming: "From your appearance, you probably won't eat here tonight."

"Before you leave, I'll give you a calligraphy, you can read it after you go back."