Pharmaceutical industry has high profits
During the time when Zhou Huaiyue was away, Shen Roujiao followed his instructions and moved back to the apartment building for safety reasons.
On the phone, Zhou Huaiyue said that the cultivation room was not a big problem. The overall cost of 100 square meters was about 100,000 yuan, and the plant extraction machine needed to add a cooler. This was because the machine would generate heat during the extraction process, and the cell activity of the nameless grass was very sensitive to temperature. This meant that the existing machine could not be used and needed to be customized, which doubled the price.
The two together amount to about 120,000 to 130,000 yuan.
Shen Roujiao asked him to make the decision without hesitation. The army's orders brought in 220,000 yuan at the end of each month. Add to that the nearly 2 million packs of orders from hospitals in Yunnan, Shanghai and Beijing. Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory's total monthly revenue is about 700,000 yuan, with a net profit of 300,000 yuan and a profit margin of 40%.
This means that in the new year, Sanhua Pharmaceutical will have a marketing quota of over 100,000 yuan, which can be used to set up a sales team and increase publicity and promotion efforts.
In other words, Sanhua has money in its account. Not only can it further expand market sales, but it can also support all funding needs for oral liquid research and development.
"Why are you so arrogant? Did we make money?" Zhou Huaiyue asked on the other end of the phone.
Everyone knows his wife. She is the kind of person who would spend every penny frugally. But now she asked him to make the decision without any hesitation. She must be rich.
"Yes, and the profit is quite high. We will give priority to the research and development of the oral solution." His tone was so arrogant that it almost soared to the sky.
"Don't you miss me?" Zhou Huaiyue has no concept of money. To him, whether there is 10,000, 100,000 or 1 million in the Sanhua account, it is considered rich. He is only responsible for making money. As for how much or how little, he doesn't care. He enjoys the process and focuses on companionship!
"Yes," the voice on the other end said in an artificial voice, "I think about it everywhere. I think about it all over my body. What about you?"
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Her mouth is so sweet that it can kill you.
Zhou Huaiyue blushed as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Same!" He couldn't utter those words.
"Ah," she said in a distorted tone, "what's the same? You definitely didn't think about it." Shen Roujiao didn't care how many people were standing in the lobby of the hotel where Zhou Huaiyue was staying. She couldn't do it unless she heard what she wanted to hear.
Gritting his teeth, Zhou Huaiyue lowered his voice, blushed and whispered: "I want it all over my body."
My goodness, several young ladies at the front desk tried to hold back their laughter and winked at each other, which made Zhou Huaiyue feel quite embarrassed. This was even more embarrassing than confessing in public.
But the other party still insisted, "Overthinking?"
Zhou Huaiyue couldn't tell whether he should be happy or embarrassed at this moment. He coughed twice, trying to get away with it, but then he heard Shen Roujiao's voice again, "How much do you want it?" Her coquettish voice was really captivating.
Talking privately in public was almost beyond Zhou Huaiyue's social limit. He lowered his head and replied vaguely, "You can't imagine it."
But I didn't expect that being an extrovert once would lead to being an introvert for life.
“Keep your hands off!” The voice was so loud that Zhou Huaiyue felt numb and hung up the phone immediately.
The eavesdropping young ladies had their eyes narrowed into slits, and they smiled politely as they watched Zhou Huaiyue leave silently. When his back walked into the corridor, the receptionists covered their mouths and laughed.
Zhou Huaiyue almost rushed back to the room, rubbing his red neck, his mouth almost grinning to the back of his head, his heart bubbling with joy, his wife was really deadly when she got angry.
After being hung up for no apparent reason, Shen Roujiao called Huaiyue several times on the phone. Question marks popped up in her mind, thinking that the signal was bad, and waited for Zhou Huaiyue to call again. After waiting for a long time, she muttered to herself, "Why did he hang up on me?"
Who knew that the door of the lounge in the office suddenly opened, and Shen Tiancheng stuck his head out, "It's me, I'm hanging up too."
"Second brother? You, you, how could you..." Shen Roujiao's head was buzzing. His brother heard all those dirty words clearly.
"I, I, I've been working non-stop for the past few days. I took a break at noon, but I was forced to listen to your sweet talk." Shen Tiancheng tapped his little sister's forehead lovingly. "Zhou Huaiyue must have been scared by you. How can a girl say such things?"
asphyxia!
This is really embarrassing.
Shen Roujiao buried her face in her elbows and lay on the desk. She didn't dare to look up at her brother. Only the top of her head was exposed. She muttered softly, "How would I know you were here? You listened to my private conversation."
"Okay, I'm leaving. You can be embarrassed for a while." Shen Tiancheng imitated her voice mischievously, "How much do you want it?" Then he walked out laughing.
Shen Roujiao was left alone, blushing in embarrassment at his devilish laughter.
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When Shen's father and his elder brothers Shen Tianhua and Lingxi returned to Benyuan County, it was the New Year's Day holiday.
Shen Roujiao arranged for them to stay in the newly purchased courtyard and prepared a table of food. Fourth brother Shen Tianyou hurried back from the city, and the family gathered in the courtyard.
As if they had discussed it beforehand, the brothers lined up to ask when they planned to hold the wedding, especially the eldest brother. Ever since he received the telegram that she and Huaiyue had obtained their marriage certificate, he had been looking forward to that day to come sooner.
After continuous questioning, Shen Roujiao finally spoke out her true feelings, "I don't want to have a wedding at all."
"Why?" Father Shen looked anxious.
"Scared." The more glorious the century wedding is, the more of a mess it becomes. After traveling through the book, Shen Roujiao became disenchanted with marriage and even more so with weddings. She just wanted to live a quiet life with Zhou Huaiyue and do business vigorously. She didn't want to worry about anything else.
"Afraid of spending money?" This is what Shen Tiannan, the accountant, couldn't understand the most. In the past, his family was too poor to afford a wedding, but now they have everything they want, and the Shen family is not afraid of any grand ceremony.
"No, just imagine being like my parents, where the two of us can happily eat a bowl of noodles." In the past, transportation was slow, relationships were simple, everything was simple, happiness was simple, and satisfaction was simple.
Lingxi, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said, "That won't work!"
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The person who objected with the most unreasonable reason spoke out of nowhere and confused everyone.
"You have joined the religion, so the Grand Master will take care of you."
After this was said, she did have reason to object. Not only could she veto it, but the Grand Master was also the most powerful.
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How could I have forgotten this? I am a Taoist, so shouldn’t I get married according to Taoist rules?
"Lingxi, tell me how your ancestor managed it." Fourth brother Shen Tianyou's curiosity reached its peak at this moment.
"Sign the marriage certificate with the bridal tiara and the bridal robe, put on the crown and hairpin and pay homage to the ancestor master." The words were concise and to the point, and they touched Shen Roujiao's heart.
"So simple?" Shen Roujiao suddenly became interested. Thinking back to the simple and solemn ceremony of becoming a disciple, nothing could be more to her liking than this.
"More or less." Lingxi had only attended one wedding with the master, and it was quite interesting. Until now, she still remembers the first two sentences of the marriage certificate read by the newlyweds: Respect for Heaven and Earth, a marriage certificate; to present it to the Heaven Court and to send a message to the Hell.
"That's easy, your mother can arrange it." After Shen's father made a summary speech, he looked at Shen Tiancheng and asked about his marriage.
Just as the family was talking and laughing, discussing something heatedly, someone outside the yard shouted loudly, "Senior! Senior!"
Shen Roujiao ran out to take a look. Gu Changgeng was standing outside the courtyard wall, with his long legs on the ground and his bicycle slumped over. "Changgeng?"
I haven't seen him for a long time. He looks much more handsome and taller. I estimate he is at least 1.9 meters tall. He is a good basketball player.
"Senior, my dad asked me to pick you up and take you home for dinner." Gu Changgeng patted the back seat of his bicycle, his face full of expectation. Seeing Shen Roujiao standing still, he continued, "Boss Cui, Boss Zheng, and the directors of the two pharmaceutical factories are here too."
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Family dinner, it looks like something is really going on.
"Wait for me."
She turned around and went into the house to put on a coat. When she came out again, the Shen family also followed her out of the yard. Father Shen took the junior brother Gu and asked him questions with concern. Several brothers compared their heights with him one by one, and they all sighed after the comparison. He was so tall and handsome, and who knew how many girls he would fascinate in the future.
Gu Changgeng just smiled foolishly and didn't reply, thinking: Why can't I charm the person in front of me?
He learned from his father that Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue had obtained their marriage certificate and bought a yard. He was so angry that he couldn't eat for several days. Gu's mother's repeated persuasion had little effect. It was not as effective as Gu's father's words: First make yourself as good as Zhou Huaiyue, and then think about other things.
This sentence awakened the dreamer. The senior sister was capable and had a broad vision. Ordinary people would definitely look down on her. Zhou Huaiyue could write and paint, and knew medicine. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he was better than him in every way. Gu Changgeng was determined to work hard and surpass him.
Seeing her son's serious attitude, Gu's mother was unexpectedly worried again. She whispered in County Mayor Gu's ear at night, "I'm worried about Chang Geng. Roujiao and Huaiyue are married now. What do you think he is still thinking about? What if he really can't get over it in the future?"
"It's good to give him a target to chase. After all, the biggest beneficiary of his hard work is himself. As for the future, with the senior as a reference, you still have to worry about him finding a bad girl. If he really can't get over it, it means he hasn't met the right person. If he really meets the right person, he can get over it with just one look. As long as he is willing to work hard, it's better than being confused all day long and not knowing what he wants to do."
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The wheels turned happily, Gu Changgeng was beaming with smiles, his eyes sparkling, and his sweetheart's voice came from the back seat, "Changgeng, I heard from your brother-in-law that you plan to go to college?"
"Well, I'll transfer back to Beijing next semester to take the college entrance examination." He deliberately chose the farthest path so that he could ride with his senior sister for a while longer.
"Apply to a sports college?" He's good at basketball and has the right height, so it would be most appropriate for him to apply for a sports major.
The gate was closed, the bike stopped in the middle of the road, Gu Changgeng turned his head, stared into Shen Roujiao's eyes, and said with absolute certainty: "I want to apply to Beijing Film Academy."
"?" She frowned, looked at Gu Changgeng, and asked in surprise: "You want to be an actor?"
"Photography."
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It feels like there is no connection at all.
He didn't choose the most suitable basketball major, nor did he choose the acting major that suited his temperament, appearance and figure. Instead, he chose a major that was completely unrelated and that he had never even heard of.
"Do you like photography?" she asked doubtfully.
"I like it." The corners of Gu Changgeng's mouth turned up slightly, mysterious and a little cunning.
"Okay, come on, I support you." You can not understand, but you must respect. Shen Roujiao patted him on the shoulder and raised her fist to encourage him.
The wheels turned slowly again, Gu Changgeng hummed a tuneless little song, the sun shone through the thin clouds, softly and warmly, and the wind lifted the long hair of Shen Roujiao in the back seat.
Wild flowers bloomed wantonly by the roadside, dotted among the green grass. The wheels left a string of traces on the path, forming a long line between the boundless sky and earth, extending and extending in time.