Yu Rujia calmly said, "Our costs are low, already twice as cheap as regular Western medicine. And our efficacy is much better than that of Western medicine."
"Based on the efficacy and the price of Western medicines abroad, our medicine is only two or three times more expensive than the medicines sold locally. You don't have to worry about not being able to sell it."
She ordered the medicine domestically at a price so low that she only made a 10% profit because the medicine was a necessity for the Chinese people, and she had no intention of using it as a tool to restrict their access to healthcare.
But she sees human lives abroad as worthless and can use them at will.
Xia Jingsheng: "Gary will definitely find out this fact. What will you say then?"
Yu Rujia: "You should tell him this before you do business with him. Tell him that the reason we didn't add Chinese to the packaging and instructions is because we don't plan to sell overseas."
"We have over a billion people in China, and many of them rely on our medicines for treatment. We simply don't have the production capacity to support the overseas market. This price difference is to discourage foreign customers from even considering buying our products."
Xia Jingsheng gave a thumbs up: "Your point is brilliant. It not only elevates the status of our pills but also lets Gary know how scarce our medicine is."
"In that case, he will definitely become more interested in our pills."
Yu Rujia: "If he is really deterred by this price, he should not panic. Our medicine will be available all over the world sooner or later."
On the weekend, Fu Wentao, who had been thinking about Duoyi's dried meat, brought a large bag of snacks to the Xia family to visit him.
Ignoring Duo Yi's dark expression, the chubby boy forcefully stuffed the things he brought into Duo Yi's hands and happily ran past him into the room.
Upon seeing Yu Rujia and Xia Jingshu, the chubby boy politely greeted them: "Hello, Aunt Yu, hello, Uncle."
Yu Rujia: "Little Fatty, did you come here alone?"
Although he and Duoyi attended the same primary school, their homes were quite far apart, requiring a walk of more than ten minutes.
It's fine for normal people, but Fu Wentao is just a six or seven-year-old child, and there are many people and intersections in Beijing.
Unlike Duoyi and others, he didn't possess martial arts skills, and most adult men could easily defeat him.
They were also soaked in drugs from a young age, which made them resistant to common drugs, so almost no medicine could knock them out.
If Fu Wentao, an ordinary child, were to be abducted by human traffickers at any intersection, he would have no choice but to accept his fate.
Fu Wentao explained, "My mom went out to visit some friends. She dropped me off at the next corner, where I could see your house, before she left."
Yu Rujia: "Once you're here, play with Duoyi for a bit. When you're done playing, have his brothers take you home."
Duole leaned on Fu Wentao's shoulder and teased, "Kid, was it you who got into a fight with my brother and then told the teachers and parents?"
Back in the Shangfen Brigade, everyone knew that the brothers were formidable fighters, and no one dared to mess with them.
When they arrived in the capital, some children initially caused trouble, and they even got into fights.
However, Duoyi was the first to have his parents called in for fighting, which they all found quite novel.
I've always wanted to meet this chubby guy who dared to mess with my younger brother, but I never expected him to come to me on his own.
He even brought a big bag of snacks to our door, so it seems this chubby little guy isn't so bad after all.
Fu Wentao quickly changed his attitude and said ingratiatingly, "Brother, brother, I didn't complain. It's just that Duoyi hit me in the wrong places, leaving my face covered in bruises."
"Look, my face is still covered in bruises and red marks. When I got home like this, my family immediately knew I had been beaten up and kept asking me what happened."
"I realized I couldn't hide it any longer, so I had no choice but to tell the truth. My grandma was furious and said she was going to find the teacher, so my mom went to the school."
They couldn't beat Duoyi by themselves, and even a little kid has self-respect; he genuinely didn't complain.
But Duoyi's target was too obvious, and everyone could see what was going on.
Dorje patted Duoyi's little shoulder: "Did you hear that? Next time you hit someone, you have to hit them where no one can see you."
"You're still too green. You need to be like us, hitting the right spot that hurts but doesn't leave a mark. Your sixth brother and I will train you on how to hit people, so learn from us."
No wonder Duoyi was the first in the family to have his parents called in for fighting; it turns out he hit the wrong spot.
Dorjee believes that as the eldest and most idle brother in the family, he has an obligation to teach his younger brothers how to protect themselves.
Xia Jingshu gently patted his eldest son's shoulder and said in a gentle voice, "You can't fight like that."
Dorjee readily replied, "I know, Dad. Duoyi, did you hear me? You can't fight like that."
The young man turned around and passed Xia Jingshu's words to Duoyi, as if he wasn't the one who was most suitable to tell people how to hit someone.
Duo Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes. All he knew was to bully his youngest brother.
Duo Yi weighed the pile of things the little fat boy had stuffed into her hand; they were all popular snacks sold in the market.
Although he doesn't lack these things, it's rare to see the little fat boy go to such lengths to prepare things to visit him.
Duoyi developed a liking for the uninvited chubby boy.
Duo Yi introduced, "Little Fatty, this is my fifth brother, Duo Ji, and my sixth brother, Duo Le."
Fu Wentao said with envy, "Wow, how many older brothers and sisters do you have?" His mother only gave birth to him, and he really wanted to have older brothers and sisters too.
Duole: "Little guy, Duoyi has six older brothers, each one more powerful than the last. You'd better watch out next time you bully our Duoyi."
Fu Wentao pleaded for mercy, "Sixth Brother, Duoyi and I are good brothers, we definitely won't bully him. Besides, all of us can't beat Duoyi, if I bully him, wouldn't I be asking for a beating?"
The chubby boy's expressions are ever-changing, giving him a comedic air about him.
Yu Rujia: "You guys go have fun."
The group of children turned and left. Looking back, you could still see the chubby boy sticking to Duoyi's side, happily talking about something.
Xia Jingshu said, "This kid seems good. Duoyi could try dating him."
Duo Yi used to only play with the older brothers, but there's a big age gap between him and them; the youngest, Duo Le, will be going to middle school next year.
If Duoyi doesn't make new friends, he might be a bit lonely.
Xia Jingshu was observant and had a general understanding of the chubby boy's personality from his behavior when he first entered the house. He was outgoing and talkative, not too stupid, and had decent upbringing.
Yu Rujia recalled how Xu Wanyi had pestered her to leave her the soap and laughed, "He's a lot like his mother; they're both very clingy."
One was clinging to her, and the other was clinging to Duoyi.
Even with Fu Wentao's domineering nature, he was still beaten by Duoyi. If Duoyi hadn't done anything, the little tyrant wouldn't have come to him with a bunch of stuff to play.
So Duoyi actually approves of Fu Wentao's character, and it's time for Xiaobaozi to make friends.
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