Chapter 809: I'm actually from Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory

However, Feng Guiying did not let go of this rare opportunity to fight back, and continued to ask along the line of thought: "Who are you? Which pharmaceutical company has recorded the prices of our pharmacy?"

Although he was "interrogated", Song Qian was not embarrassed and confessed: "I am also from Dazheng Pharmaceutical Factory." ”

Hearing this, Feng Guiying felt that her IQ had been seriously insulted: "Are you from the Taizheng Pharmaceutical Factory? Our regional manager is here, you don't even know our regional manager, and you dare to say that you are from the Taizheng Pharmaceutical Factory? Do you want to say that you are from the main factory? The people from the main factory, our managers also know each other." ”

"Ahem......"

Mu Hongbin actually wanted to say that he only knew a few people in the sales department of the main factory, and he didn't know any of the other departments, even the executives.

Regional manager is really a very small official position.

However, Feng Guiying continued to think in pieces, and Mu Hongbin couldn't interject for a while.

"Since you said that you are also from Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory, may I ask which department you belong to?

Feng Guiying finished asking Song Qian, but she didn't wait for him to answer, and asked Fang Qing instead: "Do you know him? What is his name? He told you that he is from the main factory?"

Although this topic has been emphasized, in Feng Guiying's opinion, it is the kind that the bigger the cowhide blows, the more ugly it will become. If you say that you are a person from the main factory, it is better to admit that you are a spy sent by other pharmaceutical companies.

And Fang Qing was even more at a loss, she had only been hired as a clerk for a few days, and she only knew the store manager, the other two clerks, and the regional manager. She didn't even know her name.

However, she knew Song Qian's name.

So I said it.

"I haven't heard of it!" Feng Guiying shook her head seriously, "I have been engaged in the pharmaceutical sales industry for decades, and I know everyone who is a little famous, and I have never even heard of the name Song Qian." ”

These words damaged Song Qian and lifted himself up, and Feng Guiying was very satisfied.

Seeing that Song Qian didn't refute, Feng Guiying, who was proud for a while, made up another knife: "You shouldn't say that you are an executive of our pharmaceutical factory, right?"

This time, Song Qian also nodded seriously and answered "um".

Regarding Song Qian's "brazen" admission, Feng Guiying felt that she had a thousand ways to expose him. There was a very strong evidence before, so he said: "Then just scan the code to pay, why didn't you call our financial department directly to confirm whether the money has arrived? Aren't you an executive of a pharmaceutical company?"

"I don't have a financial number......"

"Huh...... Hehe......"

“...... But I can call Qu Dazheng, he should have the number of the treasurer. ”

This time, Song Qian added a sentence when Feng Guiying had just let out an embarrassed laugh, and directly brought out the factory director Qu Dazheng.

All the people in Taizheng Pharmaceutical Factory can not know who the finance is, who the sales manager is, and who the pharmaceutical factory has the real major shareholders behind the scenes, but they will not know that the director of the factory is called Qu Dazheng.

Just as the chairman of Jinsheng Pharmaceutical is called Qin Jinsheng, unless he doesn't know this pharmaceutical company, he must know him.

As he spoke, Song Qian really took out his mobile phone and said to himself while dialing the phone: "I really want to call him, this matter is very important." ”

Fake, right?

This guy is posturing, right?!

Did you really call Qu Dazheng?

Seeing Song Qian calling, Mu Hongbin, Feng Guiying, and Fang Qing thought in their hearts. But it's all skeptical.

Moreover, in the middle of the night, I called the director of the Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory, and although I knew that the director of the Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory was relatively approachable, no matter which leader I received, I would be very unhappy when I received a call from my subordinate at this point in time, right? Even if this subordinate may be the manager of a certain department.

Heh, in their opinion, Song Qian can only be an official position of this level at most, provided that he does call Qu Dazheng and does not pretend.

Of course, Song Qian called Qu Dazheng, and he only had Qu Dazheng's number.

Qu Dazheng was indeed ready to rest at this time, and was startled when he heard the phone ringing. However, when he saw the caller ID, he immediately sat up on the bed.

In the operation and management of the pharmaceutical factory, Song Qian has always let Qu Dazheng do it himself, and he is only responsible for providing a steady stream of funds.

Although the Dazheng Pharmaceutical Factory is now thriving in the eyes of the outside world, spending huge sums of money on advertising here, and spreading pharmacies on a large scale there, not only has the output of several classic old drugs increased dozens or hundreds of times, but also specially engaged in a research institute to develop new products, but Qu Dazheng himself knows that the pharmaceutical factory has actually been spending money all the time.

It's not just about spending money, it's about spending a lot of money.

A production line worth two million can triple the output of drugs, Qu Dazheng listed a plan for Song Qian to purchase three, and as a result, Song Qian directly added a zero to the back and purchased thirty. That's 60 million.

Because the scale of the pharmaceutical factory expanded, a new factory building was needed. Qu Dazheng is preparing to rent a standard factory building in the city's new industrial zone, and the annual rent is 1.2 million. As a result, Song Qian directly bought the factory and the other two factories next to it, spending more than 200 million.

More than 200 million!

Qu Dazheng was really distressed, and felt that the money could be spent slowly, so he directly used it to buy a factory, what a pity?

However, it seems that this boss really doesn't care about money, and the planned construction of a thousand pharmacies across the country, Qu Dazheng's plan is to be completed within three years, but Song Qian asks for it to be completed within one year. The funds have not been cut off for a moment.

Up to now, there are nearly 200 Taisho pharmacies that have been open in the country, and here it is 400 million. There are also those that are being prepared, and the funds are sufficient.

Every once in a while, Song Qian would transfer a large sum of money to Qu Dazheng.

Speaking of this, Qu Dazheng was also drunk. When the major shareholders invest, the money is transferred to the company's account, and according to the agreement, the investment is made in installments and batches, and the statements must be read regularly. But this major shareholder, who is completely capricious in making money, 100 million today, another 100 million in two days, maybe 30 million the next day.

In short, the money is at least at the level of tens of millions.

The key is also to Qu Dazheng's personal account. So much so that every time Qu Dazheng saw a change in the account balance, he had to carefully count the zeros several times to confirm whether it was 20 million or 200 million.

Qu then transferred the money from his personal account to the company's account.

Song Qian is a god of wealth for Qu Dazheng.

Therefore, when the God of Wealth called, how could Qu Dazheng dare not sit upright?

"Mr. Song, what's the matter with you so late?"

"It's late!" Song Qian replied casually.

This made Qu Dazheng suddenly feel as if he had said the wrong thing. The big bosses haven't rested yet, it's not too late, what do you say late?

Sure enough, people who can make so much money at least have such a tight grasp of time.

So he explained again and again: "No, no, no, I mean, is there anything important that you called at this point in time?"

After speaking, Qu Dazheng felt a little wrong, and seemed to be saying that it was very late now, and it must be an important thing to call. A big boss, even if it is a small thing, is a very important thing for himself.

Forget it, I can't explain it any further. Qu Dazheng could only continue to listen.