In fact, Wu Jianwei misunderstood Lin Yao. He always used the way he dealt with businessmen and officials at all levels to conduct himself and his business. In his mind, he could not make his own demands without sufficient equivalent exchange of benefits, because that would ruin things.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yao and his family valued friendship above all else and despised this kind of relationship based on mutual benefit. Fortunately, Wu Jianwei maintained his composure well, treating people with kindness and consideration. Even if Lin Yao and his family knew his style of doing things, they would probably find it difficult to refuse him as a friend.
Sometimes, investing in personal relationships is key to success in life and business, and this is an undeniable truth in any organization and industry.
"Yao'er, you just ran into Luo Shiye at the factory gate, didn't you? It was my idea to have him take away two cases of drinks." Luo Jimin, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly spoke up, his gaze fixed on Lin Yao with unwavering determination.
Lin Yao was suddenly taken aback, not expecting his father to bring this up. Just before he approached the pharmaceutical factory, he had encountered a car that passed by in the opposite direction. The driver looked somewhat familiar, but he hadn't seen him clearly. When he asked the gatekeeper at the factory gate, he learned that the person was Luo Shiye, the youngest son of his second uncle, Luo Jichang. Without saying a word, Lin Yao looked calmly at his father, Luo Jimin, waiting for him to continue explaining.
“Yao’er, it’s like this.” Lin Hongmei interrupted her husband, preparing to explain to her son. In public, she always paid attention to protecting her husband’s reputation. Her son could be willful and disrespect his father, but as his wife, she absolutely could not do that. Sometimes, reputation is extremely important. As the saying goes, “A person lives for their reputation, just as a tree lives for its bark.” She couldn’t let her son embarrass her husband in front of outsiders.
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Chapter 152 The Luo Family's Situation
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"Luo Jichang was imprisoned and sentenced, but he is now on medical parole and has returned to the Luo family residence." Lin Hongmei recounted the story in a slow and steady manner, showing no emotion whatsoever. She had no sympathy for the Luo family's plight. "It is said that he suffered from avascular necrosis of the femoral head and had both legs amputated at a high level. His arms were barely saved, but he has lost the ability to move them. Now he is a disabled person who cannot take care of himself."
"Huarentang's assets were auctioned off. Your father didn't let me join in the fun. Actually, those things were quite worthwhile. Many factories and equipment, as well as some real estate, were very worthwhile to sell. But I listened to your father and Minhong didn't make a move." Lin Hongmei looked regretful. Now her vision and perspective are different. She no longer has those petty thoughts and concerns from before. She doesn't reject accepting Huarentang's assets. She only gave up the readily available benefits because she respected her husband's opinion.
"Grandpa Wen bought back Xinglin Pharmaceutical Factory and Xinglintang Pharmacy, saying he wanted to give them to Minhong Pharmaceutical so they could continue to thrive. But that won't do. The auction raised 3.6 million yuan; we can't accept Xinglin Pharmaceutical Factory and Xinglintang Pharmacy." Lin Hongmei's words took a few unexpected turns, which puzzled Lin Yao. He figured she was deliberately changing the subject to make his father, Luo Jimin, feel better.
“My father greatly admires what Minhong Pharmaceutical has done. His exact words were, ‘You can’t take this money with you when you die, so there’s no need to leave it to us three brothers. Our children and grandchildren have their own blessings. We can’t rely on them for our whole lives.’” Wen Youmin immediately interjected, expressing what the old man meant. “Father said that if you don’t want it, you can donate it to the ‘Minhong Foundation.’ Anyway, he won’t change his mind.”
“Uncle Wen, we should pay a visit to Grandpa Wen. I’ve never met my idol before.” Lin Yao said with a smile, picking up where he left off. “I think we should buy Xinglin Pharmaceutical Factory and Xinglintang Pharmacy at the original auction price. It would really help them to flourish. We also need these existing factory buildings and equipment. The construction of the new factory will have to wait for a while. We can’t just rush to start construction.”
Lin Yao suddenly thought that Xinglintang could be used as a place for new drug verification. It has different optimal prescriptions for each patient's constitution. However, if it is to be put into industrial production, a balance needs to be sought to find the best formula that can be adapted to all people's constitutions.
This kind of clinical trial of traditional Chinese medicine can be carried out at Xinglintang Pharmacy. As long as we keep comprehensive records of the patients and track the efficacy of the medicine, we can obtain first-hand data, improve the formula to suit the general public, and then charge less money or give the medicine for free. This can also be regarded as a kind of compensation for the patients who participated in the trial.
Lin Yao was never worried about side effects. He personally tested the medicines first, so he could understand the mechanism of action of all the formulas. Besides, the formulas provided by Xiaocao basically eliminated the side effects that were harmful to the human body, or reduced these side effects to the extreme. They were not on the same level as any of the traditional Chinese medicines currently on the market.
“Alright, let’s do it this way.” Lin Hongmei glanced at her husband Luo Jimin beside her and agreed with Lin Yao’s opinion. She thought that Xinglin Pharmaceutical Factory and Xinglintang Pharmacy did not belong to Huarentang for many days, so buying them back should not trigger any of her husband’s feelings.
"Luo Shijie absconded with all the money in Luo Jichang's private account and also took some of the money from the old man Luo's rescue activities." Lin Hongmei continued telling the story, knowing that this was what her son wanted to know most. "It is said that the old man Luo fell seriously ill and finally managed to raise money to bail Luo Jichang out for medical treatment."
“Your grandmother is also sick. Taking care of Luo Jichang and the changes in the family has become too much for her to bear. She came twice, which is why she gave us drinks. Luo Shiye also came to get drinks today and just left. I guess you two ran into each other.” Lin Hongmei said the key point, carefully watching Lin Yao’s eyes. She knew how deep her son’s resentment towards the Luo family was, and she was observing Lin Yao’s reaction.
Lin Yao remained silent, his expression revealing no change in emotion. Lin Hongmei had no choice but to continue, "Of course, we also know that these drinks will definitely be left for Luo Jichang. As for how much your grandmother can drink, only heaven knows. However, this is the only grandmother in the Luo family who is good to you. Although she hasn't helped much, she has always been very good to you since you were little, at least her attitude is good. I also think we shouldn't generalize. Even if you've severed ties with the Luo family, you still have to acknowledge this grandmother."
"Aside from drinks, there's no other support for the Luo family. Your mother is in charge of the money, and I won't make you unhappy." Lin Hongmei's last sentence relieved Lin Yao, so he didn't continue to object to the drinks.
Even drinking beverages wouldn't help anyway. Xiao Cao's personal intervention wasn't so easy to cure. Even Lin Yao himself hadn't been able to fully explain the mechanisms behind the medicinal and poisonous gases. The beverages had an effect in another way. Even if Luo Jichang's other physical problems disappeared, permanent paralysis was inevitable. He just hadn't expected Xiao Cao's poison to be so potent. He had only intended to paralyze him, but it had progressed to the point where amputation was necessary. Lin Yao now had a clearer understanding of Xiao Cao's abilities.
"I remember now, back then you wished that person were dead, so you hit a little too hard, just a tiny bit too hard." A pleasant voice suddenly rang in Lin Yao's mind, startling him. At this moment, Xiao Cao came out of seclusion to get some fresh air, which explained Lin Yao's doubts. It seemed that Xiao Cao was confident in her ability to control her strength, and he could let her handle things with peace of mind in the future.
Luo Jimin's expression was not good. Now he was neither the chairman nor in charge of finances, and he was practically a boss in name only. Apart from Wen Youmin and Wu Jianwei, who knew the truth, all the employees of Minhong Pharmaceutical thought he was the biggest boss.
Luo Jimin actually understood his son and wife's actions, but he still felt uneasy and couldn't let go of that relationship. He recalled the warmth of his childhood and the care his second brother had given him back then—it all felt like a distant memory. How could a person change so drastically, to the point that even their closest relatives turned against each other? Was the allure of money and power really that strong?
"Mom, I support you. Not a single penny can be given to the Luo family! Let's forget about the drink. Anyway, it didn't have any effect on Luo Jichang. After they find out it doesn't work, Grandma will probably have a chance to drink it too." Lin Yao used the term "Grandma" again. "I'll settle accounts with the others later. There's Luo Jishi, Luo Jirong, Luo Jizhen, and Luo Jilan. I'll deal with them one by one. They want to continue being officials and doing business? Dream on. Unless Luo Jishi and Luo Jizhen have never embezzled or taken bribes and have always been honest officials, I can overlook personal grudges. Otherwise, sooner or later I'll bring them back to run a clinic to make a living, or they'll have to spend their days in jail."
Lin Yao's words were vicious, sending chills down the spines of Wen Youmin and Wu Jianwei. This seemingly harmless and obedient boy harbored such deep resentment; they wondered how much suffering he had endured in the past. As outsiders, they naturally couldn't voice their opinions. They had long heard of and personally experienced Huarentang's actions, and Lin Yao's malicious remarks did not affect their perception and acceptance of this family.
Luo Jimin remained silent. His family's past experiences left him speechless. His son's attitude was understandable; after all, if it weren't for a fortunate turn of events, only he and his wife would be left in the family now. However, hearing firsthand how his former relatives had been treated made him deeply saddened. His face darkened, his brows furrowed, and a deep line, even more pronounced than the Chinese character for "river," appeared on his forehead.
Behind her husband's back, Lin Hongmei gave her son a secret smile as encouragement. As a woman who had endured decades of suffering, although she wasn't petty, she had accumulated immense resentment, which she could only vent by ruthlessly striking back at the other party.
Those who sow their own evil will not escape punishment; this is the way of Heaven. The gods are watching from above; the Luo family deserved it!
Lin Hongmei felt a surge of joy, and her whole being seemed to become younger.
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Chapter 153 Disaster Relief Ends
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The planned limited production of 100 million bottles of beverages has been basically completed, or rather, the disaster relief has been completed. Fortunately, the disaster situation in the west has also been alleviated. Otherwise, it is unknown how much criticism and condemnation it would have attracted from "experts and scholars" from all walks of life.
Those "experts and scholars" are truly despicable; they're nothing but scoundrels who make a living by sensationalism. Of course, it's precisely because of people like them that society becomes so diverse, rich, and complex. Life, perhaps, is like that too, a tapestry of pleasant and unpleasant experiences, likes and dislikes, allowing each person to experience a hundred complex flavors and traverse a complex life.
Of the remaining 1.7 million bottles, 300,000 bottles had already been used to produce beverage concentrate and were being rapidly bottled. The rest were catalytic enzymes. Before bottling, the concentrate had a shelf life of approximately six months. After being mixed with purified water and bottled, Lin Yao artificially reduced the shelf life to three months. This was why he wasn't worried about people hoarding the beverage for profit. Once hoarding was prevented, large quantities would definitely be shipped out. As long as he knew someone was hijacking a vehicle or illegally profiting from the beverage sales, Lin Yao had plenty of ways to make those people pay the price.
"What a pity..." Lin Yao thought to himself, feeling a little regretful. There was only a six-month shelf life. Otherwise, he would have produced all the catalytic enzymes into the original liquid to prevent Commander Liao and his men from taking advantage of it. This time, Minhong Pharmaceutical's production and sales were fully disclosed on the official website. It wouldn't be hard for anyone to notice that there was still a share of about one million bottles left after the disaster relief was stopped. This was a hot commodity, and everyone would want to take a bite. Then there would be more trouble.
Unfortunately, Xiaocao is in seclusion, so we cannot rely on her to improve the formula and process to extend the shelf life of the original solution. Otherwise, as long as these catalytic enzymes are used up and all of them are turned into the original solution, we will be able to change the purpose of producing only drought-resistant beverages and prevent the 39th Army from demanding catalytic enzymes in the name of national defense security.
Lin Yao decided to simply produce the raw material directly and then sell it for money.
Although Minhong Pharmaceutical made a profit of nearly 300 million yuan in this toxic beverage incident, the 100 mu of land for the new Pixian factory alone cost more than 100 million yuan. This was at a preferential price with policy support. In addition, the subsequent construction, equipment and factory buildings and all kinds of software and hardware required astronomical amounts of money, far beyond what 200 million yuan could fill.
Let's do it this way, sell it directly to Jia Hui Supermarket in Beijing, which will also help Situ Hao out. Besides, the cooperation with the Yi family will expand clinics and hospitals nationwide, and the drought-resistant beverage, whose value has increased dramatically, is a perfect public relations tool. Not to mention the beverage's extremely powerful effects, its reputation alone is enough to make it sought after by officials and the powerful. Just look at how they choose cigarettes costing hundreds or even thousands of yuan a pack; you can tell these people have a superficial, ostentatious habit. Cigarettes, no matter how expensive, only burn out in a few minutes. Do they really have that much value? Anyone with a brain wouldn't think that way.
Keeping a low profile is the key! Lin Yao continued to reflect in his mind. The consequences of announcing the total quantity of 100 million bottles were completely unexpected. It was just like a post he saw on the Internet, which said that men must keep some secrets and not reveal all their secrets, otherwise they will be controlled by others in everything. The biggest threat comes from their wives. Without a secret stash of money, a man will be very passive.
Ye Zhaoxian was indeed as thin as a monkey. Fortunately, the daily supply of a drought-resistant drink kept him healthy in both mind and body. He was just thin, and his loose clothes made him look like a Taoist priest, which made Lin Yao tease him a lot when he saw him.
"Information collected by frontline volunteers indicates that we can stop disaster relief efforts. The preparatory team has also dispatched three groups of personnel to various disaster areas for research and investigation. The conclusions are well-founded. The statistics show that the total number of bottles is about to reach 100 million. Is it really only 100 million bottles? Are there no extra bottles left to survive?" Ye Zhaoxian spoke first in the conference room of the audio-visual education center. There were many attendees, so it was not suitable to discuss it in the office.
Lin Yao thought to himself that someone had indeed clicked on the total number of drinks, and even without anyone mentioning it, his own people had been keeping track of it. "I've discussed this with several senior executives at Minhong Pharmaceutical, and it's indeed time to stop this operation. The total quantity is indeed only 100 million bottles, and we currently have a surplus of over 900,000 bottles. However, we plan to use it to raise funds for production. This disaster relief effort has resulted in huge losses, and even with some revenue from other sources, there's still a significant funding gap for subsequent factory construction and development."
“Oh, I think so too. There’s absolutely no need to send drinks to the disaster area now. According to the survey, since the drinking water problem has been solved, many disaster victims have started saving their quotas to sell for money. They even joked that this is much more profitable and easier than farming in previous years.” Ye Zhaoxian smiled, his thin face wrinkled like an old man’s. “Everyone has been busy for more than three months this time, so it’s time for a break and a relaxation. I’ll buy a few drinks to take back to my family.”
"You're talking nonsense." Lin Yao glanced at Ye Zhaoxian sideways, pretending to be angry. "Ten cases of drinks for each of you to take back and let your relatives and friends try them. You didn't get a penny of labor fee. You ran around and put in so much effort. Our family is very grateful and respectful. In the future, as long as the factory has them, you can come and take them. Just don't take them to sell for money. We have no objection to using them for bathing."