Peng Wenjun smiled indifferently and sat on the sofa, leisurely smoking a cigar. "Mr. Zhang, why are you so nervous? Just deal with it when something comes up."
"Deal with it? If you knew what happened, I guarantee you wouldn't be sitting here making light of it," Zhang Degui replied with a grim expression.
Xue Yang asked, "Mr. Zhang, what exactly happened? It seems to have made you so anxious."
Zhang Degui said coldly, "Today, most of the patients and families suffering from spinal muscular atrophy in South China have come to Jiangcheng. You should know about this, right?"
Peng Wenjun and Xue Yang nodded. The company group chat had mentioned it.
Xue Yang asked, "Didn't the company offer preferential policies to stimulate consumption among patients' families?"
"Damn it!" Zhang Degui couldn't help but curse. Then he continued, "What use are policies! You probably don't know that there's already a medicine for spinal muscular atrophy! That means, starting today, all our company's special medicines for spinal muscular atrophy are useless!"
"What?!" Hearing Zhang Degui's words, Peng Wenjun and Xue Yang were both shocked.
Zhang Degui glanced at the two of them again with dissatisfaction. "How is it? I knew that once you knew about this, you wouldn't be able to sit still."
Peng Wenjun frowned slightly and asked, "What is the name of the medicine? Which company produces it?"
Zhang Degui replied, "Chang Sheng Health Products Company, Kang Fu Hei Ling Gao."
"What?!" Peng Wenjun and Xue Yang were shocked again, then exchanged glances.
Seeing their reaction, Zhang Degui inquired, "You know about this Kang Fu Hei Ling Gao?"
Peng Wenjun, who had been somewhat nervous, suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha, so it's Chang Sheng Health Products Company's Kang Fu Hei Ling Gao. Mr. Zhang, you don't need to be so tense about this matter."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Degui asked, confused.
Peng Wenjun and Xue Yang were leaders from the head office, while Zhang Degui was only a leader of a branch. There were some things he simply didn't know.
Xue Yang glanced at Peng Wenjun.
Peng Wenjun nodded slightly. "It's fine, Mr. Zhang is one of us. We happen to be in Jiangcheng, and we might need Mr. Zhang's help with some things. You can tell him."
Xue Yang then looked at Zhang Degui. "Mr. Zhang, actually, President Peng and I came to Jiangcheng this time to acquire Chang Sheng Health Products Company and their health product formulas for our Chang Teng Pharmaceutical."
"You knew about this company long ago?!" Zhang Degui was astonished.
Xue Yang replied, "That's right. When Chang Sheng Health Products Company's health products were pre-sold, it cured several patients with muscle atrophy and weakness. President Peng discovered it, and after sending the relevant information to the company, we were dispatched to Jiangcheng."
Zhang Degui's face lit up with joy. "If this company can be acquired by our company, the profits will be unprecedented!"
After all, he understood how terrifying the market for a medicine that could treat such a deadly disease would be.
Zhang Degui asked again, "President Peng, what stage are we at? Have they agreed to sell their formulas to us at Chang Teng?"
Xue Yang shook his head. "They won't sell. Even the real behind-the-scenes boss is unwilling to meet us."
Zhang Degui was taken aback. "Then why did you say just now that I don't need to be so tense?"
Xue Yang smiled playfully and flattered Peng Wenjun. "Mr. Zhang, do you think these matters can stump President Peng's intelligence? Don't worry, we'll resolve this matter soon."
"Soon? How long? You know, their medicine has a devastating impact on our company's special medicines. If it's any later, I'm afraid all these patients will be cured, and where will our company's market be?" Zhang Degui inquired.
Xue Yang replied, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry. Don't forget, we are Chang Teng. Anything we set our sights on, nothing can escape us!"
Zhang Degui pondered for a moment and then breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, then I'll wait a bit longer for your good news."
After speaking, Zhang Degui got up and walked towards the door.
After Zhang Degui left the presidential suite, Xue Yang looked at Peng Wenjun and said, "President Peng, I didn't expect this Kang Fu Hei Ling Gao to also treat spinal muscular atrophy. It seems our choice was correct."
Peng Wenjun nodded slightly and instructed, "Contact Lian Wenxin at that psychiatric hospital. We need to move up our timeline and can't wait any longer."
"We need to move up the timeline? But that scoundrel seems very timid."
"Hmph, then pay him more. Remember, compared to the company's losses, this money is nothing. We must get the formula from him."
"Okay, I'll contact him now."
With that, Xue Yang returned to his room and began to call Lian Wenxin.
Meanwhile, Long Gang Hospital had returned to a state of calm.
The patients and their families who had rushed to the hospital early in the morning had already left and were heading to the pharmacies cooperating with Chang Sheng Health Products Company to purchase Kang Fu Hei Ling Gao, fearing that it would sell out if they were late.
Chen Fan had no plans to see patients today. After checking on patients with Xia Yiting, Chen Fan drove away from the hospital.
Shortly after leaving the hospital, Chen Fan received a call from an unfamiliar number.
Upon answering, he heard Lian Wenxin's voice. "Director Chen, it's me, Lian Wenxin. This is a new number registered under my wife's name."
Chen Fan was speechless. Lian Wenxin was really playing the role of James Bond.
"What is it, Vice President Lian?" Chen Fan asked.
Lian Wenxin replied, "Just now, they contacted me again, asking me to act quickly and promising to give me three times the original fee!"
Chen Fan knew that the reason they couldn't wait any longer was precisely because of his Kang Fu Hei Ling Gao.
"There are two prescriptions in my office, in the hidden compartment of my desk. Go and give them to them," Chen Fan replied.
"Director Chen, do you think they'll believe me if I just give it to them like this? How about I call them and ask them to pick it up themselves?" Lian Wenxin suggested.
"No need, just give it to them directly. They'll believe it's real."
Although Lian Wenxin didn't know where Chen Fan's confidence came from, he had no choice but to agree.
After hanging up the phone, a smile curved Chen Fan's lips.
However, at that moment, an elderly figure suddenly rushed out from the roadside greenery.
Chen Fan reacted quickly and slammed on the brakes.
During the morning rush hour, the traffic and pedestrian flow were already heavy. The screech of tires immediately drew the attention of many people around.
"Ouch, ouch!"
An old man fell directly in front of Chen Fan's BMW and then began to wail loudly.