Seeing Song Qian's calm appearance, Meng Dazheng had already guessed seven or eight points, he took out five packets of throat lozenges from his carry-on bag, put them on the table and said, "This is the last throat lozenge in the warehouse, if the boss doesn't dislike it, take it." ”

"I want to take a stake in your pharmaceutical company. ”

will not beat around the bush, Song Qian is rich, he just needs to throw out his thoughts directly.

"My pharmaceutical factory doesn't make money. Meng Dazheng was obviously mentally prepared for these words, so he also threw out his hole cards without being surprised.

"Since you don't make money, why do you keep doing it for so many years?"

"In order to fulfill my grandfather's wish, to be an affordable medicine of conscience. It's a pity that I can't hold on......"

As he spoke, Meng Dazheng reluctantly touched the packets of throat lozenges. Although the prescription is still there, if the factory is liquidated and the equipment is sold, this throat lozenge can no longer be produced.

Song Qian didn't pick up and speak, obviously Meng Dazheng still needed to express his emotions at this time.

Sure enough, after a while, Meng Dazheng spoke again and asked him the question he had been holding in his heart for the past few hours: "You paid the execution money for me this afternoon, right?"

"Yes. ”

Song Qian did not evade it at all.

Hearing this, Meng Dazheng was a little relieved, he opened the bag he was carrying again, took out a squarely folded piece of paper from it, handed it to Song Qian, and said: "This is the traditional Chinese medicine formula of this throat lozenge, from now on, you are the only owner of this formula." You might think it's not worth more than four million, but in my opinion, it's priceless. ”

Song Qian looked down at the folded square piece of paper, and didn't reach out to take it, because Meng Dazheng's hand was still on it, and he hadn't let go yet.

"I only have one request!" Meng Dazheng suddenly became a little emotional, but after saying this, he immediately dimmed again and did not continue.

There was no way, Song Qian could only talk: "You say, what are the requirements." ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Meng Dazheng hesitated, "The prescription is already yours, how you like to use it." ”

"You want me not to make expensive drugs, do you?"

“……”

Meng Dazheng was silent. In fact, every investor who tried to invest or found him before retreated from this last request.

Those who do business serve the people, it is better to go home and grow sweet potatoes.

"I don't need your formula. ”

Song Qian pushed the piece of paper that had been left alone in the middle of the table in the direction of Meng Dazheng's position, and continued: "If I say that I have the same thoughts as you, do you believe it?"

Really, this is indeed Song Qian's idea, if he can, he really hopes that all sick people can afford to see the disease and take medicine. Although I have not been seriously ill before, a cold can cost hundreds, and the pain of being slaughtered is much more sad than the weakness caused by a cold.

Sometimes drinking plain water to carry a cold is actually just because it is too expensive to treat a cough and runny nose.

If Song Qian said this, Meng Dazheng was still skeptical, and when Song Qian put the cash check of 10 million on the table, Meng Dazheng was completely shocked and speechless.

Is this the rhythm of buying his entire pharmaceutical factory? Oh no! His pharmaceutical factory, the factory building is rented, the equipment has been used for seven or eight years, and many of it can only be sold as scrap copper and rotten iron, and the court had predicted that even if it is liquidated, it will not be able to fully pay the rent of Xiahe Village. So, his pharmaceutical factory is not worth 10 million at all.

But what Song Qian said next made Meng Dazheng even more surprised.

"For this 10 million, you do your cheap conscience medicine, I only need 49% of the shares of your company. ”

A boss who invested 10 million, far exceeding the value of his pharmaceutical factory, actually took the initiative to return the controlling stake to himself, Meng Dazheng really believes that there are conscientious entrepreneurs like him in this world, just to be a conscience medicine.

In fact, for Song Qian, 10 million is just his half-day wealth quota. If Meng Dazheng knew that just yesterday, Song Qian donated 10 million to the audition of a singing competition, and later added 500,000 yuan to pay his salary, he would definitely vomit blood.

In these years, scholars are not as good as actors, and it is better to grow grain than to sing. A singing man jumped off a building for more than 10 years, and many people have never forgotten it; an actor is looking for a junior, and some people are chattering endlessly; a certain artist has been cuckolded, and people all over the country are gossiping.

Of course, entertainment stars have their own necessity, and Chinese people also need gossip to please themselves.

said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, this Song Qiangang was embarrassed in 10 million to make Meng Dazheng so excited, He Qian came over.

That's right, I actually made an appointment with He Qian tonight, including Chen Keqing. Chen Keqing had already contacted a retired professor at a conservatory of music for He Qian, preparing to conduct a surprise intensive training for He Qian before the preliminaries.

As the person in charge of Qianqian Media, Song Qian naturally wants to pay attention to the first training of the company's first contracted singer.

Meng Dazheng, this is a temporary insertion.

But obviously, Meng Dazheng and He Qian also knew each other, and the two greeted each other as soon as they met.

"Director Meng, will there be no more Taizheng cold spirit in the future? That cold medicine is very effective, a little cold symptoms, as long as you take a packet, the symptoms will be reduced a lot the next day. I've been eating it for so many years. He Qian asked with emotion.

He Qian is a native of Xiahe Village, and every year during the cold season, she is fortunate to have a Taizheng cold spirit, three yuan and a small box of six packs, which can almost cure the cold.

If there is anything that has not increased in price for seven or eight years, in He Qian's opinion, it is this Taisho cold spirit, she was in junior high school for three yuan a box, she graduated from college, and she can still buy this Taisho cold medicine for three yuan a box in a small pharmacy.

There is also my grandmother who had a stroke, and the medicine she used was also produced by Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory, and ten yuan a day was enough. According to the prescription drugs given in the hospital, the most basic medical expenses will cost two or three thousand a month, which is ten times more.

However, the Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory closed down, and this matter is also known to the whole Xiahe Village and even the entire city. There is no way in the village, Xiahe Village is just such a piece of village land, which was leased to the Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory seven years ago, and the rent has not increased for seven years, just like the price of the medicine in the Taizheng Pharmaceutical Factory does not increase. However, not raising the price does not mean that it can be in arrears, and in the end, between the occasional need of affordable medicine and the visible collective dividends, the villagers' representatives have the ambition to choose to resort to the court.

No way, there will be no Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory from now on.

I went home this afternoon, and when I passed by the gate of Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory, I found that even the old man who was guarding the door was gone.

However, in the face of He Qian's regretful face when he talked about this, Meng Dazheng was excited, three minutes ago the Taizheng Pharmaceutical Factory did go bankrupt, but now, with this 10 million check, oh no, and the execution money in the afternoon, Dazheng Pharmaceutical Factory can really live for another 500 years!

Exaggerated, exaggerated.

This is just what Meng Dazheng wants, at least, with this money, he can continue to operate the pharmaceutical factory, continue to fulfill his grandfather's wishes, and continue to make affordable conscience medicine.

"The pharmaceutical factory has not closed down, and it will continue to work tomorrow!" Meng Dazheng said with confidence.

He is really confident, although those employees are scattered, but the heart is still there, especially a few old technicians, although the treatment is far inferior to other companies over the years, but they also really hope that the factory is still there, and they are reluctant to leave. Now that we have the money, we can get the factory back up and running in no time with just a few phone calls.

But......