Bao Yong is very satisfied with Chen Xia's vigorous and efficient work attitude.
The early production of the Qingfeng branch means that the pharmaceutical company can make profits as soon as possible, which is the top priority of current work.
The two parties have agreed that the pharmaceutical company will purchase the precious medicinal materials and sell them to the Qingfeng branch at the most favorable price, and the Qingfeng branch's "Sanliu Weitai" will be provided to the pharmaceutical company at a price of 3.5 yuan per pill.
Bao Yong and his team had a good calculation. The pharmaceutical company offered a selling price of 5 yuan per pill, so the profit of each Weitai pill was 1.5 yuan.
Based on a daily production of 2,000 pills, Yuezhou Pharmaceutical Company will generate a profit of approximately 1.1 million yuan a year.
More than 1.1 million!!
In Yuezhou area, apart from a few directly state-owned enterprises such as Yue Steel Plant, Fertilizer Plant, and Iron Mine Plant, which other unit can make so much money?
Is the Second Light Industry Company okay? Is the department store okay? Is the food factory okay?
Now pharmaceutical companies can brag about their success. This is their political achievement, the basis for promotion and wealth.
This is also the motivation behind pharmaceutical companies giving green lights and opening the door wide open. Otherwise, a state-owned enterprise would have to drag its feet for more than half a year before seeing any results.
You have to know that they suffered a loss of hundreds of thousands last year, and the situation does not look optimistic by the end of this year. If they continue like this, they will lose their jobs.
After the two sides finished negotiating, Bao Yong occasionally asked, "Chief Chen, how are you going to get back?"
Chen Xia pointed to the carport and said, "I came here by bicycle. It's more than 40 kilometers round trip, which is really torturous."
Bao Yong rolled his eyes and asked the office director next to him, "Go get my car keys right now, quickly."
Bao Yong was a shrewd man. When he saw Chen Xia riding a bicycle for dozens of kilometers in the hot weather, he wanted to tie him up with a car.
Although both parties had signed the contract, weren't contracts in this era meant to be torn up? He himself had never taken contracts seriously, and he was also afraid that Chen Xia wouldn't be interested in the contract.
If he secretly sells the Sanliu Weitai he produced to other regions, the pharmaceutical company will have no time to cry.
Affiliation is not a problem for people with connections. If it really doesn't work, Chen Xia can simply affiliate the pharmaceutical factory with the Fourth Hospital, and the pharmaceutical company will have no way to deal with it.
What Bao Yong wants now is profit. The sooner he generates profit and the sooner the pharmaceutical company turns losses into profits, the more capital he will have for promotion.
As for a small car, it is a treasure to other units, but it is just a small thing to Yuezhou Pharmaceutical Company. Using a car to exchange for Chen Xia's loyalty is worth a lot of money.
The pharmaceutical company monopolizes the supply of medicines to major hospitals in Yuezhou area and the sales of its eight affiliated pharmaceutical factories. Unlike administrative units such as the Health Bureau, the pharmaceutical company is an actual enterprise with real financial power.
Even if the company's accounts are in the red, the leaders cannot be blamed for the losses. The company has several cars, and one more or one less is of no consequence.
When Chen Xia took the car keys from Bao Yong, he was dumbfounded. Although he was very willing in his heart, he still had to say the polite words.
"Manager Bao, how can I have the nerve to drive your assigned car away? It's inappropriate, inappropriate."
"Chief Chen, listen to me. This bike isn't for you personally. It's a loan from our head office to your branch factory. You'll have to go to work, supervise construction, and come to our head office for business. You can't ride around like you did today."
After hearing this, it would be strange if Chen Xia wasn't excited. Which man doesn't like cars?
In those days, private car purchases were not yet open to the public, and only cadres of a certain rank could be provided with a special car. Even if it was a second-hand car, it was a treasure that others could only dream of.
When I walked to the carport, I saw a BJ212 jeep in front of me. It was military green in color and had a detachable soft top. It had been cleaned inside and out by the driver.
This is the current mainstream model, and Santana will not be available on the market for a few more years.
Chen Xiao was grinning so hard that his mouth couldn't close. While saying sorry, he snatched the car information and keys without any intention of being embarrassed, which made the office director's mouth twitch.
When Bao Yong saw Chen Xia’s smile, he felt relieved.
To stay true to his word, he told the office director in front of Chen Xia, "Consider this bike scrapped. Don't return it. I'll just ride it to work every day."
The office was furious: "This is ridiculous! If he rides a bike to work, who in the office will dare to drive a car in the future? Will we have to buy a new car in the end?" It seems that this old man is thinking about replacing his car.
Chen Xia ignored all this and held Bao Tong's hand tightly. "Manager Bao is straightforward. We have a pleasant cooperation. Just wait for news about our early production."
"Okay, okay, Chief Chen, can you drive?"
"Yes, of course I can. Our company also has a 212, and I drive it often."
As Chen Xia spoke, he hung his bicycle on the back of the car, got in, felt it, and honked the horn.
"Goodbye, Manager Bao!"
Bao Yong, smiling and nodding, was still standing at the edge of the parking lot, full of longing for the future.
Chen Xia was driving on the national highway back to Ke Town. At that time, the national highway was still a two-lane asphalt road with trees planted on both sides of the road.
There were few cars and pedestrians, and there was not a single traffic light along the entire route. Driving was so enjoyable that Chen Xia even felt like he was back in his previous life.
The jeep has been scrapped in the pharmaceutical company's accounts, and this will be clear when the accounts are checked.
There is no transfer of ownership, no annual inspection, and no insurance. In other words, the car has become a "legal black car" and is completely owned by Chen Xia personally.
Excited, Chen Xia was desperate to show off at the entrance of Yuezhou Arts School. Handsome guy! Luxury car! She wondered if someone would come and chat her up if she put a few bottles of soda on the roof...
The car drove back to the Fourth Hospital in a flash. Chen Xia drove directly to the door of the infectious disease department, took out a box of popsicles from the space and walked in.
Gu Lin was working at the nurses' station at the time. While checking the medical instructions, she complained that a certain doctor's handwriting was getting worse and worse, forcing her to check it several times.
Chen Xia leaned against the high cabinet at the nurse's desk and whistled, "Pretty girl, are there any blue friends?"
Gu Lin looked up blankly and rolled her eyes quickly, "Get lost! Can't you see I'm so busy I'm running around like crazy?"
The young nurses next to them laughed so hard that they leaned over the table.
Head Nurse Ding also laughed and scolded, "One of you speaks Cantonese, the other speaks Northeastern dialect. You're mixing accents like the two of you, hahahaha."
Chen Xia said seriously, "The head nurse is right, Comrade Gu Lin, you must speak politely in the future and pay attention to prenatal education. If the baby is born with a mouth full of Northeastern barley flavor, I won't allow it."
As soon as Chen Xia said this, the whole place fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Gu Lin's belly.
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