Chapter 480

"How much for a box of yours?"

"Two cents a box."

"This is too expensive. It's only 20 yuan a month. You need a box of ten cents. "

"Big brother, this is my conscience price. It's 50 cents a box. Well, I'll open on the first day today, and I'll give you a discount. Two boxes of Sanmao. You can buy them together, big brother. You've all used it. I can't fool you

Most of the men are still some hesitant, take it in hand, repeatedly painted several times, but delayed to buy.

"Young man, I think this is really good. But we can't compare with those rich ladies. We can't afford expensive ones. Don't talk to us about the things in the department stores. If you want to open, please be polite to us. "

"Big brother, the herbs I use are not cheap. I can't afford to be cheaper if you are like this."

"It's a box for a dollar. We'll buy it when it's ready."

Although it is a little less, but it is important to open, Yi Nanfeng agreed. "OK, I'll sell it at a loss. Introduce more friends to me."

"I'll have one, too."

"Give me one, too."

The first day of opening, although not earn much, but also sold out a dozen boxes, Yi Nanfeng looked at the heavy coins in his hand, suddenly had confidence.

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen." Yiqing Yaoxing counted it seriously, his eyes were bright, and he was not excited. "Brother, you made a dollar four a day. It's still very good."

"What's the matter? I have to pay back 50 yuan a month. It's been a few days. It's only $1.4." Yi Nanfeng holds his head in his hands and frowns.

Determined to revenge, but this road is destined to be difficult to walk. Zhou Lihua has not taught a lesson at all, but he is baffled by all kinds of debts.

"Brother, don't be discouraged. I'll sell it with you tomorrow."

In the next few days, Yi Nanfeng went to the textile mill and flour mill respectively. His daily income stabilized. On the fourth day, he went to the tile kiln factory again. Unexpectedly, he saw him set up a stall, but a crowd of people crowded over.

"Little boy, you are here at last. I thought you would not come. I want to buy a box. "

"The Dayao family says it's good to use it. I smell his fragrance, but his face is really pleasing to the eye. You're really better than the bruise cream. "

Yi Nanfeng faintly smiles, so many people, he is not surprised, this is why he went to other places these days, did not come here again.

"Don't worry. There are all of them."

The 50 boxes brought by Yi Nan Feng were sold on that day, only four boxes were left, which was more than four yuan. His cloth pocket was heavy and his mood was much happier. He even walked briskly.

"You are Yi Nanfeng."

Suddenly stopped by people, Yi Nanfeng looked at the man in front, some strange, "are you?"

"I'm from Quansheng pharmaceutical factory. We've met." Gao Guoping gently smiles, Yi Nanfeng suddenly thinks of it.

"Minister Gao, what can I do for you?"

"The director of our factory wants to talk to you about the last time you asked us to cooperate. I don't know if you have any intention of cooperation now."

"Really?" Yi Nanfeng is a little surprised. After he was rejected last time, he really didn't think it would be possible.

"Of course it's true. I wonder if it's convenient for you now?"

"It's convenient. You can go now." Yi Nanfeng quickly tidied up his clothes and went with Gao Guoping.

Yan Zichen is a cultural man with a pair of glasses. He looks polite but smart. What Yi Nanfeng didn't expect is that not only Yan Zichen, but also Han pingqi, the father of Han Qingchi, is here today.

"You are Yi Nanfeng." Han pingqi took his hand affectionately, with a kind smile on his face, "good boy, thank you for saving my life last time. The child in Qingchi is impulsive and has wronged you. Can I apologize to you? "

"I'm sorry. Thank you." Yi Nanfeng politely smiles, "is auntie in good health?"

"Well, almost. I came here to see you today."

"Uncle, don't be too polite. You should be." Yi Nanfeng smiles and Yan Zichen greets.

"Come and sit down. Minister Gao should have said what I mean. The quality department has already done quality inspection on this kind of bruise cream. There is no problem. My wife, after using it, urged me to develop this product, so let's get to the point. I'm going to buy out this product. What price do you think is appropriate? "

"Sorry, director Yan. You may have misunderstood me. I want to promote mass production and promote technology in the form of patent cooperation. I don't want too much. But I don't agree to buy out. " Yi Nanfeng knows that once this model is promoted, its potential will be unlimited. If it is bought out, it will suffer losses.

"Buy out you can get more, so you are so confident that this one can meet the requirements of our pharmaceutical factory technology shares?""If you can't meet the requirements, you won't ask me to come and talk to me in person, will you? Moreover, I would like to cooperate with you more in the future to promote Chinese medicine. What our ancestors left behind can't be discarded by ourselves. The vast territory has become a plantation of traditional Chinese medicine. " Yi Nanfeng was adamant that "factory director Yan has been shouldering the burden of Revitalizing Traditional Chinese medicine for generations, which must be the same as what I think."

"You're smart." The director of the factory, Yan, didn't say a word and laughed.

"Tut." Han pingqi smacked his lips on one side. "You are an old fox, and you also say that you are a little guy. It's almost enough. Don't make a fuss here. If you want to sign, you should hurry up. Haven't you all held a meeting to discuss it? "

"You're talking about me, brother." Yan Zichen had no choice but to frown, but his tone was spoiled.

"I don't care. My little fellow is my Savior. What's the matter with you Han pingqi is very persistent.

"All right." Yan Zichen had already made plans. When Han pingqi, the real boss, made a fuss, it was easy for him not to study the small interests any more, so that Yi Nanfeng could discuss the details of the contract. He signed the contract on the same day and gave Yi Nanfeng a sum of money as mentioned in the preceding paragraph.

Three hundred yuan is enough to pay back the money. Yi Nanfeng is in a good mood. As soon as he opens the door, he sees a figure flashing through the corner of the wall. He looks familiar.

"Han Qingchi?"

What is he doing here? Did you just peek?

Yi Nanfeng walks up strangely. When he reaches the corner, he doesn't see the figure of Han Qingchi. It seems that this man is gone. He still wants to ask him how things are going.