Latham Pharmaceutical Distributor

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, Shen Roujiao didn't dare to raise her head when she actually walked from Yaodu Hotel to the exhibition hall in her Taoist robe. If Zhou Huaiyue hadn't held her hand the whole time, she would not have had the courage to show up in the exhibition hall.

"You, aren't you afraid that they will see you?" She shrunk her neck and asked stealthily.

"I'm not afraid, but you are?" This is a provocation.

"I, I'm actually not afraid, but with you around, I'm a little scared." He chose the path and walked it through with a stubborn face.

Zhou Huaiyue stopped walking, and said with a wicked cold face while trying to suppress his smile: "Let me go?"

He let go of her hand and turned to leave, but Shen Roujiao was so scared that she immediately grabbed him, "Don't, don't go. I need you."

His heart skipped a beat. Just one word made Zhou Huaiyue's eyes sparkle with stars. She always spoke to his heart and made him crazy.

Zhou Huaiyue stared at Shen Rou's delicate pink lips, his Adam's apple rolling. He tried hard to restrain his desire to kiss her and helped her tidy up her hair. "Actually, you look good in a Taoist robe, too."

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When one person goes mad, he is sick; when two people go mad, they are lucky.

Fortunately, I met you. Fortunately, I have you.

Shen Rou smiled brightly at him with a proud and charming manner, and the two held hands tightly. She raised her head, ignoring the strange looks along the way, and walked out with an air of being the only one who could do it better than her.

The second day of the sales impact must be won.

When they arrived at the exhibition hall, not only her, but several bosses and factory managers also put in their best efforts and personally came on stage to receive pharmaceutical dealers from all over the world.

It must be said that Shen Roujiao's Taoist robe was indeed effective, directly concretizing the story that was widely circulated in the capital.

Everyone who walks into the exhibition hall will ask, "Are you the little girl in the story?"

When it comes to telling stories, Shen Roujiao is her strong point, and they were amazed at what she said. In addition, they came up with a promotional method that they had temporarily discussed during the dinner last night: for every 50,000 orders in the exhibition hall, they would get medicines or herbs worth 500.

In disguised form, they solicit purchases from major pharmaceutical distributors. They come with a purchasing mission. Take stomach medicine as an example. The purchase is made based on the proportion of Western medicine and Chinese medicine. Although the quota is fixed, the Chinese medicine can be purchased from two or three suppliers. The flexibility here is the purchasing right.

Cash rebates involve legal risks, but if you get back medicines or medicinal materials, you can purchase them and cash them out yourself, and it has nothing to do with the pharmaceutical factory.

With this wave of operations, the results were remarkable, and the order amount on the second day doubled. At the end of the day, the statistics for the day were 3.6 million, of which Sanhua Pharmaceutical exceeded 650,000, which was 6.5 times the previous day. Shen Roujiao was happy.

Until the evening, when Ji Mingyuan came to the hotel to pick them up for a dinner, Shen Roujiao was still grinning.

The car drove for twenty minutes and stopped at a private residence by the lake. The receptionist took Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue in, while Ji Mingyuan was waiting in the car outside.

There is a different world inside the private residence, with a garden in front, a lotus pond in the middle, and after going around the Taihu rocks, you can see the courtyard and pavilion by the water.

The receptionist knocked lightly on the carved lattice door, and someone inside answered and led them in.

I thought it was a social dinner, but I found that there were only two people sitting in the quaint house. One was Xiao Qishuo, and the other was a portly uncle wearing a big gold ring. Although he was a bit fat, he was well-dressed, wearing high-end designer clothes, and was definitely a wealthy man.

"Please sit down, we are all family." Xiao Qishuo raised his hand and pointed at the official hat chair next to him.

After the two of them sat down obediently, Xiao Qishuo picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip slowly, and then introduced: "This guy, you call him Uncle Huo, he does business in medical equipment in Hong Kong."

Uncle Huo, Huo Tingchuan.

He and Xiao Qishuo were from the same military compound. They had been together since they were young and had been wearing open-crotch pants. They were close brothers. His father was a marine and was often away from home. Huo Tingchuan was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. He would attend every fight and was very skilled. He was also a famous figure in the military compound.

After marriage, he moved to Hong Kong with his wife's family. He was smart and quick to understand things. During the time when we were fighting with the bearded country, he spent money, put his efforts into it, and took risks to do a lot for the country.

It was not until the country resumed economic development that Huo Tingchuan used his resources to start a business again with Sinopharm, which was backed by Xiao Qishuo.

"Hello, Uncle Huo."

From the moment he entered the room to the moment he sat down, Huo Tingchuan's eyes stayed on Zhou Huaiyue. "Is this Huaiyue? I held you in my arms when you were just born. You were so tiny, and Zhenhua joked that you were ugly. Now you've grown into a tall and handsome young man. Time flies!"

"Who are you?" Zhou Huaiyue had never seen him, let alone heard his mother talk about him.

Xiao Qishuo and Huo Tingchuan smiled at each other and spoke slowly with memories, "He was a good friend who fought with me when we were in school. Unfortunately, he was rude and Zhen Hua didn't like him."

"Your mother is so fierce. She scolds me all the time. I'm afraid of her." Huo Tingchuan smiled and shook his head.

Certain moments flash before their eyes like a revolving lantern. Perhaps youth is gone forever, but the regret of loss is still hard to let go.

When the dishes were served, Huo Tingchuan asked about Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory and stomach medicine, focusing on the oral liquid that Sanhua was currently developing. "I heard from Qi Shuo that you are interested in making 20 ml oral liquid in China?"

"Yes, we have overcome the difficulties in planting in the early stage and are now entering the breakthrough stage. However, we do not have a complete set of infusion equipment in the country and need to rely on imports."

From Xiao Qishuo's introduction just now, Shen Roujiao knew that this meal was not just about reminiscing, and that Uncle Huo in front of them could help them solve this problem.

At that time, it was extremely difficult to buy foreign equipment. It required strict review by multiple departments. The process was complicated and time-consuming. It was not uncommon to be rejected after four to five years, or even seven to eight years.

Moreover, due to insufficient foreign exchange reserves in the country and strict control over the use of foreign exchange, it is difficult for companies to obtain foreign exchange quotas. This is also an important reason why oral liquid has become a blank spot in the market and there is no machine to produce it.

"Whenever you need it, tell your Uncle Huo six months in advance, and he will be able to help you solve it." Xiao Qishuo pointed at the table in front of Zhou Huaiyue.

Zhou Huaiyue understood what he meant and immediately stood up with his red wine glass in hand, "Uncle Huo, I'm sorry to trouble you with my younger generation's affairs."

"Uncle Huo, I toast to you too." Shen Roujiao raised her glass.

"The young couple is toasting, so you must drink." Huo Tingchuan raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

After three rounds of drinking, Huo Tingchuan, whose face was red from drinking, had his old habit of being rude again. He glanced at Zhou Huaiyue's face, and as he poured wine for Xiao Sange, he asked, "Qi Shuo, I heard from my second brother that your marriage has been cancelled. Do you really plan to give up?"

The so-called marriage, to be precise, is a second marriage.

Four years after Zhou Chuzhuo announced his divorce in the newspaper, Xiao Qishuo, who had overcome numerous obstacles, finally completed the divorce procedures. However, after being single for two and a half years, he received news that Zhou Chuzhuo and Chen Zhenhua had remarried.

Political struggles were brutal and unpredictable. In order to consolidate the power of the Xiao family in the court, Xiao Qishuo once again chose a political marriage, and the other party was also a second marriage.

However, because of the beating of Zhou Huaiyue, Xiao Qishuo and Chen Zhenhua, who had not been in contact for many years, met again. This slight change was enough to influence his decision.

After telling him his story, she said, "Some people miss out, and they really miss out. It's stupid and ridiculous to still talk about this at this age."

Xiao Qishuo smiled faintly and sighed softly, "How can life be the same no matter who you live? What do you think?"

The other person burst into tears instantly.

After that, the wedding was called off and no one mentioned it again.

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Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue were both stunned. They felt that it was inappropriate to even listen to the topic, let alone participate in it.

Although Uncle Xiao treats them as his own family, there is a difference in generation and status between them, and marriage is a private matter after all, which really makes the younger generation embarrassed.

"Drinking can't stop you from talking nonsense in front of the children." Xiao Qishuo raised the red wine and clinked glasses with Huo Tingchuan.

"Okay, I'm being rude again. Let's talk alone in the evening. Your Uncle Xiao is too shy." Huo Tingchuan laughed.

Xiao Qishuo was not annoyed. He let his good brother look at him meaningfully and laughed loudly.

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On the way back from the private residence, Shen Roujiao drank two large glasses of red wine too quickly. She leaned in Zhou Huaiyue's arms, pouting and mumbling, "Huaiyue, I'm so hot."

She pulled at the collar of her clothes and tried to take off her coat, but Zhou Huaiyue held her back and said, "Don't take it off. You'll catch a cold if you get off the car."

Ji Mingyuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror. Shen Roujiao was clinging to Zhou Huaiyue like a little cat, acting coquettishly.

"Don't you like watching me take off my clothes? Let go."

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Zhou Huaiyue raised his hand and covered her mouth.

But the sound still reached Ji Mingyuan's ears and made him burst into laughter.

"Who's laughing?" She closed her eyes and put her hand on her forehead, looking like she was thinking hard. Ji Mingyuan bit his lip to hold back his laughter, not daring to make a sound.

"No one, can you please take a nap?" Zhou Huaiyue's face was flushed, and he was afraid that she would say something shocking again.

"Okay!" She agreed quickly, but then started pulling at her collar and trying to take off her coat.

"Don't take it off. Be obedient." His voice was a little stern.

"You are mean to me!" Shen Roujiao sobbed and shed tears, "Wuwuwu, you are hugging me and still mean to me." The more she cried, the sadder she felt.

Ji Mingyuan shook his head and thought: How much alcohol did she drink? She is crying and making a fuss. It is quite interesting to watch.

When she started crying, her aggrieved and pitiful look made Zhou Huaiyue's heart throb with pain. He didn't care about anything else and immediately coaxed her gently in a gentle voice, "Baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was wrong, baby, please don't cry."

Ouch, this is dog food.

It's really different when young people fall in love.

Ji Mingyuan was greatly shocked to hear the word "baby" from Zhou Huaiyue's expressionless mouth. He looked again and again through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but sigh: A man is not introverted in front of the woman he likes.

She cried a few times, but was slowly coaxed into silence, and fell asleep in Zhou Huaiyue's arms.

Inside the carriage, everyone immediately fell silent. Ji Mingyuan racked his brains to answer, "The exhibition is very tiring. She must be exhausted, so she's making a lot of noise."

"She is my wife, you have no right to say anything about her."

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Well, the flattery hit the horse's leg and it was a waste of time.

He shouldn't have said a word. No matter how awkward it could be, it couldn't be more awkward than the silence at this moment.

No one spoke along the way. After arriving at the hotel, Zhou Huaiyue quickly got out of the car carrying the sleeping Shen Roujiao without even saying goodbye.

Looking at his back, Ji Mingyuan finally let out a breath of relief: Damn, that beating was really too light, this guy doesn't know what's good for him. If he hadn't been lucky enough to marry a good girl, he would have been destined to be a bachelor.