Selling for ten years and earning 300 billion is indeed possible.
But expecting to sell that many at once is impossible!
In China, there aren't that many rich people willing to spend so much money on things!
One set per person is enough.
Those poor people are unlikely to be willing to prepare in advance!
There are far too many poor people in China!
Even if everyone were willing to buy, you still couldn't sell that many!
Wang Hao was taken aback. "Why?"
"Production!" Cheng Yi replied. "No matter what your prescription is, if you want to produce hundreds of millions of doses, have you thought about how many materials you'll need?"
The initial procurement process may not be too troublesome, but what about the follow-up?
"To think you can earn 300 billion in a short period of time by relying on large volume is just wishful thinking!"
Wang Hao couldn't help but frown slightly.
He hadn't really thought about that question.
"Is there really no other way?"
Cheng Yi smiled slightly, "It's unrealistic to expect to make hundreds of millions of ordinary people's money."
However, if you were to make money from dozens or even hundreds of wealthy individuals, getting each of them to contribute billions... that's not impossible!
Wang Hao's eyes lit up.
"I understand what Ninth Senior Sister means, but how can I get those wealthy people to come to me? Or is there anything they need my help with for treatment?"
Cheng Yi didn't rush to speak, but instead lowered his head and pondered.
Wang Hao didn't disturb them, but simply sat quietly next to Cheng Yi.
After a long silence, Cheng Yi suddenly narrowed his eyes and spoke again in a low voice.
"Rich people...are they all pretty concerned about their image, right?"
Wang Hao was taken aback. "That makes sense. But how can I help them overcome their pride?"
Cheng Yi blushed, then whispered, "What do you men consider the most prestigious thing?"
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