“Come on, let’s talk in the office. Old Zhong, you come too.” Luo Jimin and Zhong Degao are now very close. People with the same ideals can easily become acquainted.
Once seated in his office and the door closed, Luo Jimin began, “That was a call from the Safety Production Supervision Bureau. They said our drought-relief beverage needs to pass their review of all raw materials, equipment, and processes before production can begin, and they even need to check the workers’ health certificates.”
Just then, the phone rang again. Luo Jimin answered it in front of the two of them, "...The Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce? Oh, hello Teacher Wang, we have already obtained the production license from the Drug Administration and then reported it to the Municipal Bureau. What? It doesn't comply with regulations? We have already obtained the production license for entrusted production. What else is not in compliance with regulations? Please wait a moment, I will find someone to find out the situation and then contact you."
After his father hung up the phone, Lin Yao immediately snatched the phone from his hand, removed the SIM card, broke it in half, and threw it in the trash can. He then took a new SIM card from his wallet and inserted it. "Dad, don't use that number anymore. Use this new number. Just send the new number to a few key people, otherwise our production won't be able to continue."
Luo Jimin nodded and said, "That's settled then. Anyway, we've completed all the procedures. What do these departments care who we choose to produce for? As long as it's a legitimate company with all the necessary licenses and permits, we can entrust it to them. I've already consulted them in detail. Only the Safety Supervision Bureau seems to realize that we don't have our own factory, so how can they supervise safety production?"
Lin Yao admired his father's quick wit and skill in playing the fool. "Once the first batch of products arrives in Yuanmou County, Yunnan, and the disaster victims experience tangible benefits after drinking them, the country and the media will pay attention to us. Only then will our obstacles decrease, and those who try every means to obtain the formula and process will become more restrained."
Zhong Degao admired the courage and wisdom of the father and son, nodding repeatedly. He thought to himself that this family was both virtuous and capable, and that he should definitely befriend them for the rest of his life. After thinking for a moment, he immediately stood up from his chair. "I will immediately arrange for reliable people to manage the labeling and packing. I will also put an old friend in charge of the warehouse. I will do my best to keep it confidential so that this batch of products can be safely transported to Yunnan."
"Uncle Zhong is truly experienced. If the factory workers were to leak that the drinks were produced here, I'm sure a lot of crocodiles would be coming to our door. Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Zhong." Lin Yao secretly praised Zhong Degao, saying that experience really does pay off. He had only considered the inconvenience of making phone calls, while Zhong Degao had already thought of the details.
"Xiao Lin, don't praise Uncle Zhong so much. Uncle Zhong is getting too cocky. Don't worry, I've been living and eating at the factory these days. I'll definitely keep things under control for you. If anyone comes looking for trouble, I'll just say it's my factory. I still have some social connections, so I can handle a lot of trouble."
Zhong Degao left in a hurry. Luo Jimin and his son Lin Yao exchanged a glance, both seeing appreciation and satisfaction in each other's eyes. Their family was really lucky; they had found the right people for both of the key factories.
"Dad, how's your contact with Uncle Hong going? Is he ready?" Lin Yao felt that time was of the essence; the first shot had to be fired successfully, and no detail could be overlooked.
“No problem, I contacted him last night. When your Uncle Hong heard that the product that’s been all over the internet is made by our family, he laughed like crazy on the phone. He promised to hold a county-wide mobilization meeting today. Although he won’t mention our drinks right away, all the related work will be arranged in advance, and we’ll just wait to ship them out early tomorrow morning.” Luo Jimin’s mood improved.
"That's right. Uncle Hong is the top official in Yuanmou County. His strong support is a crucial guarantee for our success in launching the first attack. I estimate that our lives will be better after we succeed." Lin Yao also smiled broadly. Having key figures helping at every stage is the guarantee of success.
"The problem is that we're a bit tight on funds. I just talked to Zhong Degao about this, and he said that it's very difficult for our family to operate with that little bit of money. He also happens to be short of funds right now. We were too naive before." Luo Jimin frowned again, even considering selling his blood to raise money if he could get enough.
"Dad, Long Yihun's family gave another four million, and there will be another two million in three days. This morning, I heard from Mom that online donations have already reached 270,000. I estimate that as soon as the news of our successful pilot program with Uncle Hong spreads, donations from all over the country will surge, and the funding problem will be solved. You know, these donations are all received in advance, so we don't have to tie up any funds."
After a pause, Lin Yao comforted Luo Jimin, "Actually, people all over the country are willing to help the disaster area. It's just that many people are worried that their donations will not actually reach the disaster victims, so they hesitate and are more restrained in their donations. Our operation this time will allow every disaster victim who has donated to find out who their donation has helped, and they will be completely at ease."
Luo Jimin hadn't paid attention to the online aspect, but he had his doubts. "How could you possibly specify the destination of every donation? Do you have to specify even if someone donates just one yuan? And how can you guarantee that the donors will believe your explanation?"
Lin Yao smiled at the three questions in a row. He knew that these were the concerns of all the donors. "Dad, we number each donation and then group some of the numbered funds into one large order, such as 100,000 or 500,000. Each large order also has an order number."
“From the purchase of the product at 0.937 cents, all expenses incurred in this large order will be recorded and documented. Even the moving fees will be signed by the movers. All levels of freight, storage fees, and the cost of hiring odd jobs in the disaster area will be recorded, scanned, and uploaded to the internet.”
“In each of the poorest disaster-stricken areas, fingerprints are collected, one fingerprint per household. Then our volunteers distribute relief drinks to each person, and the local township, village, brigade, and rural group leaders distribute them. Of course, this distribution requires them to put their fingerprints on a form we provide with the villagers' names printed on it to receive the drinks. Finally, the drinks are collected and sent to Chengdu.”
"In Chengdu, there are dedicated personnel who randomly check the fingerprints on the requisition forms submitted every day to prevent rural officials from cheating. These original receipts are then scanned and sent to a database for donors to check." After saying this, Lin Yao took a big gulp of water, a smug expression on his face. He really admired the method that Ye Zhaoxian and his team came up with.
Luo Jimin's mouth dropped open as he listened. "But, with such a huge workload, how many people would we need?"
Lin Yao continued proudly, "These matters are almost resolved. We have recruited 120 female volunteers who specialize in this work, and we plan to recruit 200 more. Of course, their work will be very hard, and our family will repay these volunteers when we make money in the future. Even harder are the volunteers who go to the disaster-stricken areas for on-site relief, especially the initial fingerprint collection work, which will be extremely arduous. These are all young and strong men, and we will provide them with a daily quota of one bottle. I think no donor would object."
"As long as you can handle it, that's fine. You'll have to put in a lot of effort. I'll just focus on production; I know this stuff well." Luo Jimin felt a deep respect for the volunteers. These people who paid for their own food, lodging, and travel expenses were the most admirable people in this society.
Lin Yao's phone rang. He glanced at the number, didn't answer, and immediately said, "Dad, I have to go now. I think I can get some money in a few days. Go to Uncle Zhong's place later and have a couple of drinks, okay? Tell Uncle Zhong to have a couple too."
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Chapter 44 The Arrogant ED Patient
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In the "Medical Forum," a doctor named "Urology 120" and his patient were staying at the Tianfu Lido Sheraton Hotel. He had previously spoken with the patient's lawyer by phone and revised the confidentiality agreement. Both parties were very concerned about protecting their identities, so Lin Yao was happy to cooperate with the lawyer to make a confidentiality agreement into a threedocument.
The Sheraton Hotel is a high-end establishment, with even a standard room costing over a thousand yuan per day. It's likely that these real estate company owners, who extract money from mortgage slaves, wouldn't care about such a small amount. Lin Yao didn't bother to admire or survey the Sheraton's surroundings; he went straight to the agreed-upon room and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He had dark skin and a thin build, and apart from his eyes, his facial features were not particularly distinctive.
"Who are you looking for?" The middle-aged man frowned and sized up Lin Yao. His gaze made Lin Yao feel uncomfortable, revealing contempt and cunning.
"I'm looking for Dr. Liu Congsheng." Lin Yao's tone was somewhat uncertain. He was starting to back out. He didn't want to deal with this kind of person, whether he was a doctor, a patient, or a patient's lawyer. He could imagine the result of birds of a feather flocking together, and it would be very uncomfortable to be in contact with such people.
"You must be Teacher Angel's contact person, right? Please come in." The middle-aged man changed his expression instantly, as if he had mastered the "face-changing" skill in Sichuan opera. The smile on his face stretched all the way to his eyebrows, but Lin Yao still felt uncomfortable with those eyes, as if they were those of a fox ready to scheme against him.
"I am Liu Congsheng. Please have some tea. When will Teacher Angel be here?" The middle-aged man, having revealed his identity, was very enthusiastic and looked at Lin Yao eagerly.
Lin Yao felt that Liu Congsheng's voice was very different from his appearance, which explained why he hadn't recognized the voice earlier. Although cell phone calls can be distorted, the stark contrast was what prevented Lin Yao from recognizing the other person's identity.
"Let's get the things we agreed on done first, and then let Teacher Angel step in." Lin Yao was careful, and he even included the word "teacher" in his address, knowing he had to be cautious when dealing with this kind of person.
“Okay, I’ll call right away. The patient and his lawyer are in their room.” Liu Congsheng immediately picked up the hotel phone and dialed to inform Lin Yao of his arrival.
After hanging up the phone, Liu Congsheng said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Let's go over there. The patient is waiting in his room."
Lin Yao didn't say anything and followed Liu Congsheng out of the room. He didn't care at all about who was visiting whom. His family was short of money right now, and since he was determined to get medical treatment, he wouldn't care about such face-saving issues. Besides, his current role was just a liaison.
The patient was staying in a deluxe suite. The luxurious room furnishings, combined with the patient's overly ornate bathrobe, made Lin Yao feel that the scene was a bit ostentatious. It was impolite to receive guests in pajamas, even if the pajamas were made of gold.
The patient's name was Wan Yong, though Lin Yao didn't know it at the time, only having been told he was a real estate company owner when contacting Liu Congsheng online. Wan Yong was a handsome middle-aged man, tall and strong, with a square face and thick, sword-like eyebrows, giving him a commanding presence. His slightly overweight face and chin didn't detract from his overall image. However, the arrogant expression on Wan Yong's face and the distrustful look he gave Lin Yao immediately caused Lin Yao's impression of him to plummet.
This was a nouveau riche; the thick gold necklace around his neck, resembling a dog leash, and the several enormous rings on his hands were quite eye-catching, making Lin Yao even more suspicious of his taste.
Since it's all for money anyway, maybe he'd seem even more vulgar to the other person. Thinking this, Lin Yao suppressed his thoughts, reached out to shake hands, and decided to first check on the other person's physical condition.
When Wan Yong saw the young man come to shake his hand, he turned his head away and said to the lawyer, "You handle this." He thought to himself, "This little liaison is trying to get close to me; he's really lowering himself."
Lin Yao was extremely embarrassed after being rebuffed. He hadn't expected to be treated this way. Wasn't everyone supposed to respect their doctor? He was, after all, a representative of Angel Teacher at this moment, so why was he being treated so disrespectfully?
Thinking of this, Lin Yao immediately made a decision: he would wait and see. Even if he were to help him treat his illness, he would only treat him to the level of an average person. He wouldn't offer much help; there was no need to be polite to someone like that.
The lawyer was a lean and composed man in his thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses that gave him a refined and elegant air. He displayed a high level of professionalism and began his self-introduction in a measured tone, “Hello, I am Li Hao, the client’s lawyer. I am in charge of all legal matters related to this treatment. Please take care of me.”
Lin Yao had dealt with Li Hao before and knew that he was quite professional and had a good attitude, so he gave him a friendly look and said, "Hello, Attorney Li, we've spoken on the phone before."
"Yes, I have a deep impression of you. I guess you're in the same industry, right?" Li Hao's attitude was very likable. He was straightforward and decisive, and he had a good grasp of the appropriate boundaries when dealing with people. Lin Yao was also very impressed with him.