Seeing the middle-aged man say this, someone couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man pointed at Wang Fugui next to him and asked, "Do you still remember him?

This person was just talking about the inside story of the pharmaceutical industry at the door, and I felt something was wrong when I heard it.

Although I am not in the pharmaceutical industry, I have many friends who are in this industry.

I've never heard them say that.

Take the cost of celebrity drugs for example, some big stars do receive tens of millions in endorsement fees.

But do you know the sales volume of these star drugs?

At least 100 million boxes a year!

One hundred million a year, five hundred million in five years.

Ten million is averaged out to 500 million boxes of medicine, and the cost of each box is only two cents.

How much can two cents cost?

Of course, some of you must think I'm talking nonsense.

Now let me tell you another piece of information. The old man who slandered the star drug and the woman who called herself an after-sales staff of "Inch of Grass" are in the same group.

Their purpose in saying those things is simple: to sell more of their own ointments.”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces were filled with surprise and doubt.

If that's the case, then...

At this time, the middle-aged man continued, "Since we are talking about cost, I have to show my gratitude again.

A piece of plaster is sold for 58, even an elixir wouldn’t be sold so expensively!

You should know that the most expensive plaster on the market with similar efficacy is only 38, and that’s in a pack of five.

That’s right, Cuncaoxin did find Brother Chen Long to be its spokesperson.

But whether Brother Chen Long endorses the product or not has nothing to do with how expensive the plaster is.

Who can guarantee that businesses aren't deliberately using Chen Long's name to make dirty money?

this……

Everyone fell silent.

Because what the middle-aged man said seemed to make sense.

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, "Are you really together?"

Zhang Heye and Wang Fugui looked at each other, not knowing how to respond, when they heard Fu Song say:

“Yes, this lady and this uncle did come together, and of course, me too.

But this gentleman believes that he is deliberately slandering me just because we are together. I disagree with this."

"I beg to differ," the middle-aged man snorted. "Then can you explain why your Inch of Gratitude is so expensive?"

Fu Song smiled and said, "Sir, do you have any misunderstanding about the word 'expensive'?

That’s right, other plasters for treating arthritis and cervical spondylosis in pharmacies are indeed only five or six yuan each, and the cheapest ones are even less than one yuan.

But is five or six yuan a ticket necessarily expensive, and one yuan a ticket necessarily cheap?

Don't understand?

OK, let me ask you again, how much is this dress you are wearing?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Answer me first."

"1580."

"Hey, your phone isn't cheap, is it? It's a fruit brand, and it cost at least six thousand when I bought it.

So the problem is, the same clothes as yours are only 75 yuan at the street stall, which is not even a fraction of the price of your clothes.

There are countless domestic mobile phones that cost 500 or 600 yuan each, so why don’t you buy one?”

"I……"

“No need to explain, because you get what you pay for.

We are so loyal that no matter how serious your arthritis or cervical spondylosis is, if you post five of these, I can guarantee that there will be no recurrence within three years.

If you take better care of your body, you won't be bothered by this disease again within ten years.

You say I’m expensive, but let me ask you, with so many plasters on the market, which one can do this?”

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately drew applause.

Fu Song's tone was so exciting and very reasonable that it made everyone who listened to him excited.

"Hahahaha, no recurrence within three years? No more joint problems in ten years? You're kidding!"

Fu Song was about to say something else when suddenly a man walked into Huichun Hall.

He was seen clutching his neck, his face in pain: "Boss, give me two plasters."

Fu Song couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

That person: "What else can I do? It's an old problem. Hurry up, I'm about to take over, and I'm in a hurry!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman recognized the man and said, "Isn't this Xiao Li?"

Xiao Li was stunned: "Do you know me?"

"Of course I know you. You work at the Agricultural Bank across the street. Every time I go there to deposit money, you help me with it."

Other people nearby also recognized Xiao Li's identity.

Xiao Li smiled bitterly and nodded: "I do work at the Agricultural Bank.

As you all know, I sit in front of the computer at the counter every day. In addition, I handle a lot of business at the Agricultural Bank of China. Over the years, my neck has become useless.

Now whenever I sit there, I have to put on a plaster, otherwise I can’t move at all.”

Fu Song immediately said: "That's great, you can test our loyalty."

Xiao Li was stunned: "A little bit of gratitude?"

“Yes, this is a new product.

As long as you use five cards in a row, you can sit at the counter anytime without worrying about neck pain.

Xiao Li didn’t believe it: “Is it true?

You don't understand my situation. Even with a plaster on my neck, it's still hard for me to move."

Fu Song smiled faintly: "Wait a moment!"

As he spoke, he waved to Zhang Heye.

Zhang Heye understood and handed over a piece of Inch of Grass Heart. Fu Song tore open the package, took out a lighter and burned the plaster.

The black paste in the center of the Cuncao heart quickly softens when heated and emits a lot of hot air.

Fu Song said to Xiao Li, "Lift up your collar and I'll help you put it on."

Xiao Li was a little scared: "This... won't burn me, right?"

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