Chapter 210: Deed of Sale
Zhao Xinglan quoted such a price, of course, not just talking nonsense. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
To be sure, despite the rapid development of Huaguo in recent years, the current Fuso still has a certain degree of technological advantage over Huaguo in the field of biomedicine. Especially in the past, this technological gap was even greater.
Therefore, when China imported various medicines from Fuso, it would inevitably encounter all kinds of restrictions, difficulties, and even blackmail. Drugs that cost only more than 1,000 yuan are sold at tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, which is commonplace!
That is, in recent years, the level of Huaguo's biomedical field has improved rapidly, and this kind of thing has decreased a lot. However, the prices of the few specific drugs that cannot be produced in China are still high.
Therefore, when Zhao Xinglan quoted such a sky-high price, he did not have any shame or embarrassment in his heart, this is heavenly retribution!
“…… Dear Miss Zhao, as far as I know, the price of Lanling No. 1 in your country is only 100,000 Huaxia yuan, and it can be paid in installments, why is your offer to us so exaggerated?
"Reasonable explanation?"
Zhao Xinglan smiled coldly and said leisurely: "When your country exported certain medicines to China in the past, it seems that the price was not very cheap, it should be said that it was sky-high!
“…… Dear President Zhao, I think this is different!"
Hamura Masao frowned: "Our drug exports are carried out in accordance with the relevant intellectual property protection system, and after reaching a fair and reasonable agreement with the importer, the price is very fair, not the sky-high price you think, I hope you can understand this!"
"Then I'm sorry, my offer to you is also fair and reasonable, because it is also in line with the relevant legal system of my country!" Zhao Xinglan said without being angry.
Matsumoto questioned, "But the price of the medicine that your own citizens get is not the same as the export price, and the gap is too big!"
"Unfortunately, this situation also exists in your country and is very common, so I don't think it's a reason. Zhao Xinglan sneered slightly.
The inconsistency between the domestic selling price and the export price of the same commodity, often surprisingly large, is a very common situation throughout the world, hence the existence of the concept of "smuggling".
There are many reasons for the price difference, such as tariffs, trade policies, patent protection, administrative intervention at the national level, etc., which do not need to be elaborated too much.
As the only enterprise in the world that can produce Lanling No. 1, Zhao Xinglan, the top person in charge, owns all the patent rights of this new drug, and it is her inherent right to set prices independently, and no one can force her to make concessions in this kind of matter unless the state apparatus intervenes.
Hamura Masao pursed his lips, he realized that such an argument was meaningless at all, and there would be no result, although the female president was young and beautiful, her mind was not confused at all, and it was impossible to fool her if she wanted to come up with some high-sounding truth.
It's just that this price is too exaggerated, and it has far exceeded his psychological bottom line, although his own company has never shown mercy to his subordinates when exporting drugs to China. But when he was hacked by someone else, it felt completely different.
"Isn't the price negotiable?" said Masao Hamura in a deep voice.
"Yes, it's not negotiable!"
Zhao Xinglan said affirmatively: "And I have to regret to tell you that there has been more than one anonymous foreign customer who has come to buy, and the price they gave is only higher than yours, and it is still a long-term purchase!"
"So the company's current inventory is running out, if you don't make up your mind as soon as possible, maybe you won't be able to buy it with money in the future!"
Matsumoto Mingsheng blushed and said: "President Zhao Xinglan, your practice is engaging in malicious monopoly, which is an act that seriously undermines market order and undermines international trade regulations, and I want to accuse the relevant ministries of your country of your illegal acts!"
"Oh, accuse me?"
Zhao Xinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, and a faint mockery appeared in her deep beautiful eyes: "Then you can go and sue! See if the relevant departments of my country will speak for the benefit of your Fusang company!"
She really didn't take it seriously, and if the parties concerned could not reach a genuine understanding in this kind of foreign-related lawsuit involving major interests, then the litigation process would certainly be protracted, and it would be normal for a year and a half to be dragged on, even if it dragged on for three or five years.
The initiative is in Zhao Xinglan's hands, she is not worried at all, maybe when the time comes, she should let the lawyer team drag this lawsuit down well, the longer it drags on, the better, see what this Fusang company will spend with her?
Eventually, the two guys left in frustration.
Zhao Xinglan then called Xie Xuan, told her what had just happened, and hoped to borrow her team of lawyers if necessary.
The sister happily agreed, and said that she would greet the government department, and the two Fuso people didn't want to take advantage of the slightest.
Then, Zhao Xinglan notified the company's warehouse and rehabilitation center to increase the security level to prevent accidents. Some guys can't get the benefits they want by going through the formal way, and they will definitely plan some tricks that can't be put on the table.
Seeing that it was still early and there was nothing to do for the time being, she thought about it for a while and decided to go out for a walk.
"Mengmeng, come on, sign this contract first!"
Zhao Xinglan took out a document from the drawer and called out with a smile.
Ji Meng was playing WeChat with Zhao Zining in the office at the moment, and after hearing it, she flashed out of it, picked up the employment contract on the table, tilted her head and looked at it, and said weakly: "The terms in this ...... It should be said that it is a real deed of sale, right? Can you not sign it?"
"If you don't sign it, you can't do it!" Zhao Xinglan couldn't help but smile and said with a straight face.
This cute beauty muttered a few words with her pretty and cute pink lips, but still picked up the pen and signed her name, and she will be Zhao Xinglan's personal assistant to the president in the future.
"Okay, the little girl will be your person in the future! Remember to have a lot of pity on others!" she picked up the contract and handed it to Zhao Xinglan with both hands, and said pitifully.
Zhao Xinglan smiled and rubbed the peaks on her chest, and said, "Now let's go out and buy something special, let the security department send an air-conditioned insulated truck over, and you will do this kind of procurement task in the future!"
"Okay. (To be continued.) )