After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Zhanzhou said, "Boss Wang, isn't it a bad idea to give them the contact information of each wholesaler?"

Wang Shuning: "Who said to give personal contact information? Just give Antinos the wholesaler's external contact number."

"By the way, send the same contact information to James and Sabakono."

Zhuang Zhanzhou widened his eyes and looked at his boss's brisk back as he left the office. Wasn't this a bad idea?

A huge warship is anchored on the West Sea, with the national flag of China flying on it.

Qi Jianping stared at the information just sent by the military, "Are all the three cargo ships full of rice?"

The subordinate nodded: "These are all goods shipped from Shenguang Yaohua Co., Ltd. There are also a few fruits on the cargo ship, but the quantity is not large."

The rice can be recovered and sold, but the fruit will probably rot.

Qi Jianping flipped through the documents and said, "This company does quite a big business~"

In the column of legal representative's name, the three words "Wang Shuning" appeared in Qi Jianping's mind, and his slightly open mouth slowly closed.

I haven't heard from each other in ten years.

After graduating from military school, Qi Jianping returned to Jinshan Island, but was told that Wang Shuning had been admitted to university and returned to Beijing. They never contacted each other again.

Looking at the photos, ten years have passed, and the other person hasn't changed at all.

The liaison officer said, "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Lighthouse Country is urging us to do this urgently. The superiors hope that we can recover the goods stolen by the pirates as soon as possible to reduce their losses."

Qi Jianping's gaze lingered on the address and contact number of Yaohua Co., Ltd. for a long time.

Zhuang Zhanzhou hung up the phone for the twelfth time, looked up at the financial director Zhou Yiliu and complained: "Several companies have sold the goods and made a lot of money. The price is 30% higher than what we sold to Kamer. Can we increase the price next year?"

Zhou Yiliu silently marked the selling price he had just asked about on the form. "Why do you think the general manager disclosed the other person's contact information? This is to test their bottom line."

Zhuang Zhanzhou scratched his head. "I thought the general manager wanted to help those wholesalers make a fortune."

Zhou Yiliu rolled his eyes and said, "We are not philanthropists. Yaohua Pharmaceutical's financial department has not yet been developed. You don't know how much they spend. The numbers are like running water every day. The general manager's hands are almost numb from signing the approval forms. I don't know how long it will take to make a profit."

The plantation will be moved to Youwei County next year. Although the cost will be greatly reduced, we still have to pay rent for the land here.

Wang Shuning transferred another sum of 50 million yuan to Youwei County’s account for road construction.

The company earns a lot, but spends a lot too.

As the company's financial manager, Zhou Yiliu knows these things better than anyone else.

Seven days later, China's West Sea Navy successfully found the looted goods from an unnamed island occupied by pirates, and the three transportation companies eagerly sent people to China to take over the goods.

The compensation to Amnen, Kamer and Gunog could consume half the life of their company. These days they are more anxious than James Watt and others, fearing that they will lose everything.

The goods stolen by the pirates needed to be re-quarantined, and by the time James and his team took over, the fruits in the cargo boxes had already begun to rot.

Fortunately, the rice in sealed packages is fine.

In the ACE Science Laboratory.

The researcher in a white coat and a blue mask held the information and said to the person in charge with a serious face: "After cell cultivation, this unknown substance has been confirmed to prolong life and has great medicinal value. Unfortunately, its content is too low. Only one milligram can be extracted from one ton of Yaohua products. This means that if it is made into medicine and sold, it will be a sky-high price."

"Moreover, the fruits we grow from seeds are completely different from those grown by Yaohua. The nutrient content is less than one percent of that of the other, and it does not contain any unknown substances."

Venice Carton added: "We suspect that the one percent may be left in the seeds. If the fruiting seeds are planted a few more times, they may become ordinary fruits. We are doing further experiments on this speculation."

Only one milligram is produced per ton, and Yaohua Company's products are so expensive. If they were really to be produced, how many people in the world could afford them?

At the same time, Ding Zhiyuan in Yaohua Pharmaceutical Research Laboratory has also extracted a trace amount of an unknown substance. He named this substance LSY. The high cost is worrying. They tried to copy this substance but found that they could not copy it at all.

Because the biological DNA sequence that makes up LSY has never been seen before, independent research and development is impossible and it can only be extracted from plants.

At the cafeteria table, after hearing Ding Zhiyuan sigh for the fifth time, Yue Junshao finally couldn't help it.

"You've been moaning all day, ruining the atmosphere in the lab. It's not just us who have high costs, others have the same. We also have an advantage. The raw materials are from our company, and the cost price is more than ten times cheaper than outside."

Ding Zhiyuan looked at him dejectedly. "You have never been to the plantation to pull things. Several researchers have complained to me several times about the way the workers looked at them. I didn't take it seriously at first, but I went there this morning and it was so awkward that there was no place for me to step on the whole field. If you sell those things, one ton costs tens of thousands. Being looked at by them, I always feel like I owe them something."

Yue Junshao put down his chopsticks and advised: "You have been abroad for too long. You don't understand the hard work of the working people in the countryside. Every grain of rice is hard-earned. A few tens of thousands of yuan is enough for them to live a good life for three or four years. Even if those products are not theirs, they still feel bad."

Ding Zhiyuan supported his head with his right hand and rubbed his temple. "With such a high cost, how can it be popularized? If it is only sold to rich people, the rich will get richer and live longer, then society will be in chaos."

Yue Junshao pushed the plate to the other side. The food was getting cold. "We can't let Mr. Wang sell at a loss. Let's study it again. There will always be a way."