Urban God-level Youth

Chapter 370: Chapter 372: Investing in Huafei

Qin Hao’s mouth curled into a faint smile, his sarcasm extreme, “No wonder Mr. Wang would collude with Beihai Country to scam Xuan Country’s people of their money.”

Wang Changrui could tell the mockery in his tone, but his expression remained unchanged, “Mr. Qin, you are also in business and yet you say such a laughable thing.

Which company isn’t aiming for profit? If not for profit, then what’s the point of running a company?”

Qin Hao: “Profit should have its limits. Do your twelve pills of anti-inflammatory drugs even cost two yuan to produce?

Don’t tell me the cost is high. You might fool those who don’t know any better, but I’m not ignorant.

How much do you sell them for? If I remember correctly, pharmacies charge forty-five, and your factory price must be at least thirty, right?”

Wang Changrui’s face slightly changed, “Mr. Qin, I’m not here to discuss this with you today. And the prices of drugs are not something our company alone can decide; the big market dictates that, and no one can change it.”

Qin Hao snorted coldly, “What big market dictates that, if not for the foreign pharmaceutical companies controlling the drug manufacturing technology.

Xuan Country hospitals need these drugs, and that’s all there is to it. Spare me the big market spiel.

I never understood what being a ‘running dog’ meant until today, upon meeting Mr. Wang, and now I truly comprehend.”

“Bang”

Wang Changrui slapped the table hard, “Qin Hao, don’t go too far, you are insulting me.”

Qin Hao nodded, “Indeed, I am insulting you.”

Wang Changrui’s face turned ashen with rage, glaring at Qin Hao, feeling the urge to strike him.

At this moment, Yasuhara Jiro spoke in Chinese, “I didn’t expect Mr. Qin to be so conservative. Changing nationalities is a very normal thing.

If changing nationalities means a better future and opportunities, why not? Besides, you can’t impose the mistakes of the ancestors on us, the descendants.”

Qin Hao looked at Yasuhara Jiro, “National humiliation is unforgettable. Since you know the ancestors made mistakes, then why doesn’t your government acknowledge them?

Why do you still partake in the collective worship at the Beihai Shrine? You’re just paying lip service, aren’t you here just to make a huge profit in Xuan Country?”

Yasuhara Jiro’s expression turned cold after hearing his words, “Mr. Qin, I did not come here to discuss this issue with you today.”

Qin Hao: “I had no intention of discussing this matter either; it was you who came to me.”

Yasuhara Jiro suddenly smiled again, “Mr. Qin, harmony brings wealth. If you are not satisfied with the price, we can discuss it further.”

Qin Hao: “No need, I have no interest in your company whatsoever.”

“Well, if Mr. Qin ever becomes interested, you can contact us, and Luxing Pharmaceutical will certainly offer you the highest price.” Having said that, he left his business card and departed.@@novelbin@@

Qin Hao’s abilities were plain to see, and Luxing Pharmaceutical needed a talent like him.

If Qin Hao were to join another company, it could impact their pharmaceutical products significantly, which is why Yasuhara Jiro suddenly changed his attitude later on.

After those people left, without even looking at the business card on the table, Qin Hao instructed Nie Si, “Contact ten charitable organizations and donate thirty million to each. I will transfer the money to the company account.”

Nie Si was startled and took a deep breath inwardly. Just how wealthy was Mr. Qin? Was he about to donate three billion again?

She quickly nodded, “Yes, Mr. Qin.”

Today, he had transferred nearly five billion to An Linxuan’s side, and with another three billion donation, his earlier savings would be almost depleted.

He now had barely over three billion yuan left, just the money from auctioning that painting.

Nie Si swiftly got in touch with the contacts at those charitable organizations, and this time there was no need for in-person visits. Instead, she used online banking to transfer the money to various charities.

“Congratulations to the host for the successful donation, you have earned two hundred thousand achievement points.”

He now had a total of three hundred thousand achievement points. He opened the system store and then clicked on the pharmaceutical category.

His eyes were met by a dazzling array of drug research and synthesis technologies, ranging from the most basic cold, anti-inflammatory, and fever-reducing drugs to high-end pharmaceuticals, everything one could ask for.

This could only be considered a common pharmaceutical product. For a wonder drug like the “Life Elixir,” Qin Hao thought it might appear after another system upgrade.

Even these drugs were enough to sweep through those foreign pharmaceutical factories.

He was contemplating one thing, whether to establish his own pharmaceutical factory or to cooperate with Xu Jiekang.

If he were to set it up on his own, he’d need to recruit some professional medical talent and open up the market himself.

If he partnered with the Xu Family, Yuan Kang Pharmaceutical Group had its own R&D lab and a nationwide distribution network, which would be a bit more convenient.

More importantly, there was national support behind Yuan Kang Pharmaceutical Group.

If he produced the drugs himself, he would definitely encroach on the pharmaceutical companies’ huge profits, which was a massive pie.

Qin Hao was certain that if he disrupted this pie, those people would become frantic.

With fifty percent profit, capitalists take risks; with a hundred percent, they dare to trample all laws of man.

With three hundred percent profit, they dare to risk the gallows. Even more so in the pharmaceutical industry, which has profits far exceeding three hundred percent.

As long as someone dares to touch their interests, it can be said like this: whoever touches them, they let die.

Thinking of these matters, Qin Hao couldn’t help but recall his father. Why did Ma Bing send someone to run over his father? Wasn’t it because Xinghui Wine touched his fundamental interests?

If Ma Bing could do such a thing, what about these pharmaceutical giants!

But there were some things he had to do, just like what his father once said to him, “When the nation’s life and death are at stake, one must not evade misfortune or seek fortune.”

Qin Hao’s initially wavering heart firmed up when he remembered his father’s words, a glint of determination in his eyes.

At this moment, his phone suddenly rang. It was Zhao Qian’s call, “Hello, what’s up?”

Zhao Qian spoke somewhat embarrassed, “Qin Hao, are you busy right now? Do you have time to come out?”

Qin Hao could tell something was off in her tone, “Is something the matter?”

Zhao Qian, “There’s something I need to trouble you with.”

Qin Hao, “Where are you? I’ll come to find you.”

Zhao Qian replied, “I’m waiting for you at Qingfeng Tea House.”

After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao left the company and drove to the Qingfeng Tea House Zhao Qian mentioned.

He entered the private room Zhao Qian had mentioned, where she sat inside waiting for him.

Seeing Qin Hao arrive, she quickly stood up, “I hope I haven’t delayed you?”

Qin Hao sat down and said with a smile, “We’re friends, aren’t we? There’s no need to be so formal. Are you facing some difficulties?”

Zhao Qian’s brows were furrowed with a touch of distress, and she said somewhat embarrassedly, “My family’s company has had a break in the capital chain, and I wanted to ask you for a loan.”

Qin Hao asked curiously, “What kind of business does your family do?”

Zhao Qian answered, “We mainly deal in clothing, owning a spinning mill and a garment factory.”

Qin Hao, “How much are you short on?”

“About forty million.”

Qin Hao asked curiously, “May I ask what happened?”

Zhao Qian, “My father’s partner had always been in charge of raw material procurement. This time he purchased a batch of poor-quality fabric.

The clothes produced were of such bad quality they couldn’t be sold at all. When my dad talked to him about it, he just cashed out and left.”

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