Chapter 458 We, the Vulnerable Group

Thinking about how to store fat, Feng Yi and Xiao Geng left the laboratory and returned to the office again.

Before leaving, Yue Gengyang received a message, raised his eyebrows, and uttered a low "oh", which was ambiguous.

Obviously, the message he just received made him quite emotional, and at the same time, he had a lot of thoughts.

"Is there something?" Feng Yi asked.

Feng Yi didn't ask about the content of the message, he just asked casually, and then planned to leave.

Xiao Geng, as an important manager of the ancestral factory, is indeed busy with affairs, and Feng Yi doesn't want to waste his time here.

This person is helping to make money!

Really·time is money!

However, Xiao Geng did not skip this message and replied: "Oh, nothing else, but one of my good brothers seems to be in a bad situation."

"Good brother?" Feng Yi was slightly surprised.

Based on his understanding of Yue Gengyang, a big businessman, this title is not ordinary.

Seeing Feng Yi's doubts, Yue Gengyang explained: "The friendship between people of different ages in the business world is deep."

Deep feelings ≈ broad interests

The friendship is indeed deep enough.

Very good, this is very Yue Gengyang.

"The application for the accompanying quota of the Butterfly Plan is not a big problem, but there are some other concerns that need to be prepared in advance." Xiao Geng said.

When the Butterfly Plan was mentioned, Feng Yi became serious. He was not in a hurry to leave, and sat down to continue listening to Xiao Geng's analysis.

"For example?" Feng Yi waited for the answer.

"For example, the experience of watching the exercise."

Facing Feng Yi, Yue Gengyang did not play tricks or whet his appetite, but simply and clearly told Feng Yi.

"As non-investors, we will definitely appear to be weak among the invited guests this time." Yue Gengyang pointed to himself and Feng Yi, "We are on the very weak side."

Feng Yi nodded with a serious face and accepted Yue Gengyang's statement.

The original factory = vulnerable group

No problem.

Even after submitting the quota for the accompanying party to watch the exercise, I was worried that it would be rejected, and I had to do a lot of work secretly. It is indeed weak.

At this moment, the world's top pharmaceutical giants, the most well-known people in power and the most core people behind the scenes, all put the label of "weak" on themselves. Steady.

"As the weak party, we have to attract more allies, so that when we express our opinions, there will be people to support us and we will not be despised. Counting it up, my good brothers should have received this card." Yue Gengyang pinched the card with the butterfly pattern on his fingers.

"Among these good brothers, there are the initial investors of the Butterfly Plan, and some who entered the market later. There are also a few who are similar to us. They have been on the sidelines, but they are also invited. Next, I will deepen the brotherhood with them."

Thinking of the dinner and afternoon tea scheduled with several royal heirs of a certain country next week, Xiao Geng felt that the wording was inaccurate, and added: "Deepen the brotherhood of brothers and sisters."

Feng Yi looked over.

Xiao Geng: "Business entertainment, I have no interest in anything other than money. Well, the situation is probably like this."

Professional people do professional things, Xiao Geng is a capable person, Feng Yi will not interfere.

Feng Yi also understood what Xiao Geng wanted to say. Next, Xiao Geng probably wanted to maintain multi-party relationships, and also hinted at the whereabouts of some special drugs.

Xiao Geng whispered: "Some of my old friends are old and not in good health. Even if they receive an invitation from the Butterfly Project, they may not be able to go there in person. This won't work. I haven't established a relationship with the younger generation over there yet. Old friends, please hold on for a while, at least for half a year... at least for another half a year."

Some special coded drugs in the core laboratory are not magic drugs. It is impossible to rejuvenate an old and dying person. It is just a long or short life stimulation based on the patient's own physical condition, but it is almost a one-time effect. The body of an average person cannot withstand a second bottoming stimulation.

If the effect is good, it can last for half a year, or even a little longer.

Feng Yi thought of the progress of various research and production lines on the project map he saw today, and said: "Social responsibility should also be taken seriously."

"Of course, we have never neglected this aspect."

Compared with the Butterfly Project, Yue Gengyang paid more attention to the "global sole supplier" in front of him, and answered the relevant work in this regard very seriously.

"Drug safety, public welfare assistance, environmental protection and energy saving, business order... Usually we pay great attention to it, and we will not relax during this important period."

How many jackals, tigers, leopards and hyenas covet the giant of the Ancestral Factory, how could Yue Gengyang give them a chance?

All aspects of the work will be done well, and no opportunity will be given.

He just likes to see those people envious, jealous and helpless!

We are the outlet of the wind here!

"Now the focus is still on technical research and development, limiting the market, otherwise we will not be so weak." Yue Gengyang sighed.

Feng Yi was helpless, he really couldn't provide much help in terms of technology.

The two important figures of the Ancestral Factory sat at the desk and sighed again about their own weakness.

Afterwards, Feng Yi left the headquarters of the ancestral factory and returned to Yangcheng.

Yue Gengyang sat in the office, thinking about the next move.

The different numbered drugs of each project team in the laboratory, some can be mass-produced, some cannot, and some have extremely low production. Even if Feng Yi helps, it cannot change this dilemma. The technical difficulties may not be just one link, but multiple links are linked.

With the operation of the huge machine of the ancestral factory, the continuous innovation of technology and the solution of difficult problems, some costs will decrease, while some will still maintain an extremely high standard.

Taking into account the R&D cost, production cost and various factors, from the grassroots masses to the craftsmen of the great country, and then to the political and financial dignitaries, the ancestral factory has corresponding business strategies.

For example, the R&D cost of some drugs has been recovered, and there is room for price reduction, and they have successfully entered the domestic medical insurance system. But some drugs are still far from this.

Yue Gengyang's mind kept flashing through the numbered drugs and the information in his hands. Then he contacted his trusted subordinates.

The latest, less than ten special numbered medicines were put into the deposit box, escorted by a special person assigned by Yue Gengyang, and flew to all directions one after another.

Some flew to Beijing or other cities, and some flew abroad.

For example, a certain oil-rich country, such as the N city that Feng Yi had visited on the other side of the sea... across the land plate and across the ocean.

A certain country, a certain private medical institution.

This hospital chosen by celebrities from all walks of life, the atmosphere inside and outside the hospital today is a bit unusual. In the suite ward on the upper floor, an old man surnamed Li is receiving treatment here.

As the country's top financial tycoon, Mr. Li has hundreds of companies under his control, distributed in dozens of countries and regions around the world, and his social status is also extraordinary.

The sky-high-priced medicine has been hanging for half a month, and he is in a coma most of the time, but when he is awake, important arrangements have been made, and the turmoil caused by death is kept within a controllable range as much as possible.

Today is the last treatment, the last work, and Mr. Li bids farewell to his family. After that, this old man who once dominated the business world will completely bid farewell to his era.

Family members from old to young are waiting outside, waiting to see the last time and then send people away.

Even the illegitimate children of the third and fourth generations who usually keep a low profile have shown up at this time.

The will has been made long ago, but not everyone is satisfied, thinking of seizing the opportunity to fight for more.

His expression is solemn, sad and reluctant, forbearing and restrained, and he doesn't say a word.

Mr. Li's personal secretary stands in a corner, observing these people.

True and false emotions are mixed together, and it is difficult to distinguish which ones are sincere and which ones are false. It is also difficult to say which ones will turn from sincere to false, and from false to sincere.

Having worked for this family for so many years, I have seen too much, so it is not surprising.

In addition to relatives, there are other people who are waiting outside the ward as representatives, and they call Mr. Li different names, such as "President", "Director", "Chairman", "Chairman", etc.

The government officials of the country also appointed people to the scene.

At this time, many reporters were squatting outside the hospital. Different versions of the manuscripts were written, and they were waiting for the hospital's movement to choose which manuscript to publish first.

A car sped up, and inside were Mr. Li's grandson and granddaughter who were studying abroad. They all rushed back after hearing the news. When they got out of the car, their eyes were red and tears were in their eyes.

The reporters rushed over like sharks smelling blood.

In this regard, several people who got off the car were very emotional:

"I don't care about press freedom, get out!"

"Security, drive them away! Drive them away!"

"In five minutes, I don't want to see another reporter here!"

In the excitement, in addition to the reporters and onlookers here, even the dogs passing by were scolded, and an uncontrollable conflict almost broke out.

After scolding, several young people walked into the hospital quickly, verified their identities, changed into a set of cleaner clothes at the request of the hospital, and then hurried to the outside of the ward and waited quietly with other family members.

Some people really waited silently, without distraction.

And some people, although they didn't say anything, the sword light between their eyes and the undercurrent brought by the text on the lit mobile phone screen never subsided.

The giant ship will change. Will it continue to ride the wind and waves and create new glory, or will it be bumped and anchored in the face of many obstacles, or even worse, no one can be sure.

At this time, in the ward.

Mr. Li, who was the focus of everyone, looked at the card with the butterfly pattern. He no longer had the strength to pick up the card.

The most regrettable thing was that he could not personally go to the scene to watch this plan that he had supported for decades.

His personal doctor who had followed him for many years was also beside him, and his sad expression was not fake at all.

A new emperor appoints new ministers.

As soon as Mr. Li left, these old ministers would also retire.

Whether it was from the perspective of emotion or interests, he was really reluctant to let him go.

He was thinking about the upcoming, not very pleasant retirement life.

A not obvious buzzing sounded in his pocket.

The personal doctor took out his mobile phone set to vibrate, looked at the number on the phone, walked quickly to the side and answered it in a low voice. The next moment, his eyes burst into a different brilliance.

At about 7 pm local time, a helicopter landed on the hospital helipad.

No one noticed it at first.

It was not uncommon to see helicopters taking off and landing in this hospital.

But soon, an unidentified person arrived at the ward under the escort of Mr. Li's exclusive security team.

At 11 pm.

The reporters who were driven away many times but still waited outside for the first-hand news, their legs were numb from waiting, and finally squatted to get the result - Mr. Li, the treatment effect is ideal, and his health condition is stable.

Reporters: ???

What do you mean?

This is different from the information we received!

After privately contacting Li's internal personnel and confirming the news was true, the reporters hurriedly sent out another version of the news release that they had prepared long ago and thought would not be used.

One week later.

After treatment and examination, Mr. Li accepted a short interview. Although he had to remain on oxygen for most of the time, he was able to handle a few light official duties.

The old man said that he would still focus on resting in the future, and important matters had been handed over to the designated successor.

In fact, before accepting the interview, Mr. Li made a cross-border call to a certain Chinese CEO named Yue.

Praise the sincere friendship between him and CEO Yue.

The two had a close and friendly exchange and completed a beneficial cooperation while chatting and laughing.

After the call, Yue Gengyang ticked the name of Lao Li on the list.

Yue Gengyang looked at the list in front of him and summarized it in combination with the latest information.

Compare and think deeply, analyze and summarize.

His expression was solemn and his brows were furrowed.

Stronger, but not stronger.

Overall, it still looks weak.

"Alas, it's still not enough."