Ma Huanqiang breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart fell to the ground.
"Thank you, Mr.
Yang, the villain understands what to do."
Yang Yonghui waved his hand: "It's not ancient times, adults and villains shout, and others will only cause trouble when they hear it."
In the future, you can call me Mr.
Yang, and I will call you Mr.
Ma or Mr.
Ma, so that it will not seem too out of place. ” Ma Huanqiang waved his hand again and again, his head shaking.
"I can't do it, I can't do it" "There's nothing to be desired, I said that's it."
Yang Yonghui made a domineering decision, not wanting to waste time on the title.
"Although you have become my followers in the Ma family in the capital, I will not care about your business or officialdom.
As long as you don't break the rules I have set, you will still be what you are.
If there's anything you need help with, I'll call you.
Got it?"
"Understood."
Ma Huanqiang nodded respectfully.
Yang Yonghui walked to the edge of the table and sat down, casually picked up the glass jar, and could see that it contained some brown pills the size of his little finger.
"The cold medicine prescription I gave you is said to be selling well right now."
Ma Huanqiang took the glass jar handed over by Yang Yonghui with both hands, like holding a golden rice bowl.
Knowing the inside story, he knew in his heart that the reason why this new cold medicine manufactured by Yunfeng Pharmaceutical Factory was effective and broke the routine was not in those Chinese medicinal materials on the surface, but because of these small pills in his hands.
As long as it is mixed with ordinary water, it is colorless and tasteless, and after the raw materials are soaked in it, it enters the production line, and the final result is the Yang's cold medicine that major pharmacies have purchased frantically.
"It's very hot and has a very good reputation in the market.
Major local pharmacies have asked for restocking, and the second production line has been put into use, and a large number of workers have been hired to work overtime, but it still cannot meet the demand.
Originally, we were going to increase the price of Young's cold medicine."
Speaking of which, Ma Huanqiang peeked at Yang Yonghui with a little weakness.
It is of course a good thing to produce medicines and cure diseases and save lives.
However, businessmen pursue profit and maximize profits, but there is a contradiction with this.
Just now, Mr.
Yang promulgated the "Heavenly Rules", and he only asked about his heart, which was very empty.
Ma Huanqiang is also not sure whether this increase in the price of cold medicine is a foul.
Of course, such a small action can't hide Yang Yonghui's perception.
"Look at what I'm doing in this business, you can just do it yourself, you don't need to ask me for instructions.
As long as you don't buy and sell, and don't sell shoddy, everything else is not a big problem. ” Ma Huanqiang just breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Yonghui continued.
"Now the only one that can really treat colds is our Yang's cold medicine.
A unique market, a seller's market, and we have pricing power.
It's okay to raise the price, but I still hope that the price will not be raised too high and disappoint all consumers.
Then again, who came up with the name Young's cold medicine is too cheesy. ” didn't dare to answer his complaints, Ma Huanqiang just guaranteed that the price of cold medicine would be kept within a reasonable range, so that the general public could afford it.
In fact, Mr.
Ma's own calculation is very clear, although Yang's cold medicine is effective, far beyond other similar medicines.
But a cold is not a fatal disease, even if you don't take injections, don't take medicine, endure for three or five days, it will automatically heal.
If the price is set too high, causing the disgust of the majority of consumers, not only will it not make a lot of money, but it will also make the names of Yang's cold medicine and Yunfeng Pharmaceutical Factory stink.
The Ma family now has a walking immortal as a backer, isn't it easy to make money, there is no need to ruin your reputation for a little profit.
If this caused Mr.
Yang's dissatisfaction, Ma Huanqiang really wanted to buy a piece of tofu and hit his head to death.
"This cold medicine can effectively relieve people's pain, but also for the benefit of the people, you can increase the production and promotion.
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As for the production and operation matters, you can grasp the proportions yourself, and you don't need to report everything to me. ” Ma Huanqiang nodded yes, and said: "Yang's cold medicine is a big seller and is widely recognized by consumers, and Mr.
Guan feels that the production of prescriptions is the most critical factor.
Therefore, the previous negotiation to give Mr.
Yang 10 shares of the company seems to be a bit too little. ” Guan Wanjun also felt that Yang Yonghui casually provided a cold medicine formula and took away 10 shares of Yunfeng Pharmaceutical Factory, which belonged to the white wolf with empty gloves and took benefits for nothing.
Now seeing the sales boom of Yang's cold medicine, how can I not know that I have taken a big advantage, but I feel a little uneasy.
If it is an ordinary partner, who signs the contract in black and white, there is nothing to say about taking advantage of the loss, and everything is done according to the contract.
But what is Yang Yonghui's identity, even the chairman of the Ma Group respects him like a master.
Guan Wanjun took advantage of him for nothing, and what he ate was not delicious fatty meat, but highly poisonous puffer fish meat.
Yang Yonghui understood their thoughts and did not care.
"This is my willingness, I won't settle accounts with him, you can reassure him.
When I took out the prescription, one was to take care of Guan Sulan's kind-hearted girl, and the other was to send your Ma family to do a lot of things, and it cost you a lot of money, which can be regarded as a compensation for you.
Well, of course, it doesn't matter anymore. ” The entire Ma family has become its own followers, so there is no such thing as compensation or non-compensation.
Ma Huanqiang nodded to show that he understood, and secretly sighed that Guan Wanjun had shit luck and gave birth to a good daughter.
When it came and went, it escaped bad luck, not to mention, and it also had a little relationship with Mr.
Yang.
"And Mr.
Naguan has asked many times, Yang's cold medicine, does it really not need to apply for a patent?"
"What do you say," Yang Yonghui squinted at him.
Ma Huanqiang smiled: "Of course not, unless there is an extraordinary existence like Mr.
Yang behind other people's pharmaceutical factories, otherwise, it is just delusional to want to imitate." ” He had done his homework and knew that the formula of Young's cold medicine was not worth mentioning, and he had made minor adjustments to the existing formula that had passed the patent protection period.
If it weren't for the pills provided by Mr.
Yang and the "pre-processing" of the production materials, there would have been no Yang's cold medicine with specific effects.
The First People's Hospital of Maoqin City, Outpatient Building.
Far from the time of work, there are already a lot of patients and their families gathered in the hall here, some queuing up for registration, and some sitting on the side to rest and wait.
There are also some people who don't look like they're coming to see a doctor.
Looking left and right, his eyes were all staring at the nearby patients, checking their expressions.
A middle-aged man came down from the registration office, holding a registration list in his hand, but his face was disappointed.
"Brother, do you want to hang Dr.
Yang's number":