In Cheng Yong's divine oil shop, his brother-in-law and brother-in-law sat side by side on the windowsill, each holding a cigarette, and watching a pair of policemen rummaging around looking for something under the curling blue smoke.

Cheng Yong fucked and scratched his head, which had lost his hair.

"I said when are you going to turn to? My store still has to do business!"

Cao Bin was unmoved: "Stop talking nonsense with me. If you have business here, will my sister divorce you?"

Cheng Yong's face suddenly turned dark: "You're not going to have to ask for trouble, right? You can pick up any pot without opening any pot!"

Cao Bin had already been used to this guy's broken mouth and didn't care at all. He even took a leisurely sip of cigarettes and said, "I know you so much! So it's no need to lie to me. Some time ago, the old man was hospitalized and needed money for surgery. I was waiting for you to come to me to borrow money, but you guy didn't come to the door. When you went to the hospital for a question, the doctor said you had already made up the money and all you got were cash."

Cheng Yong beat him up: "There is no way, I am so proud of my relationship circle. Once my brother has something to do, my brothers will take the initiative to help."

"Even if what you said is true, why didn't my sister come to help when she was having sex with you before?"

Cao Bin said lightly: "I'll tell you the truth. Someone has already pointed out here. Even if you don't find it this time, we will keep people watching you all the time. Don't be lucky. It's not good to go against us!"

Cheng Yong remained silent.

At this time, he may not have changed at the end of the plot, but he also saw too many tragedies in the process of selling medicine. Before he knew it, his heart gradually changed.

If he had encountered such a thing in the past, he would have stopped his business without saying a word, and would have been trying to manage it after this wave of rumors.

But after already entering this industry, he knew deeply that every bottle of medicine is life for patients, and once it is cut off, people will die!

The group of people flipped through it very carefully and almost searched for all the mice in the mouse hole. They never found what they wanted. Instead, they found a box of pennants under the bed.

A policeman picked it up and looked at it twice, rolled his eyes and threw it in front of Cheng Yong: "How do you explain this box of banners?"

"What's the explanation for this? It's just given by the patient!"

"You are a sold magic oil, can someone send it in?"

Cheng Yong shrugged innocently: "It's probably very useful!"

The policeman couldn't say a word.

Cao Bin got up and patted his colleague on the shoulder, waved his hand, and told the rest to go out first.

"I'll leave first, you can clean up yourself! Go back and think about it carefully. No matter what you think you are doing, violating national laws is breaking national laws. This is an undeniable fact.

Think about the consequences before doing something. Even if it’s not for my sister, you should consider it for your son, right?"

After saying this, Cao Bin walked out with a cigarette in his mouth and looked indifferent.

Although he had no expression on his face, he was not feeling so good.

During this period of investigation, he also saw too many similar patients, and there were too many tragedies. They were just struggling to survive and wanted to live. Is this wrong?

Are they wrong when drug groups protect their own interests so as to develop better drugs?

No matter who looks at it from, they seem to be right, it is this contradiction that cannot be reconciled.

When the police car completely disappeared, Lu Shouyi and Huang Mao walked out carefully and flipped out urban and rural medicines from the trash can again.

Yellow-haired has nothing, only a chivalrous heart.

Even if he had no money, he couldn't get the medicine even if he got the website, so he undoubtedly took the risk to grab the medicine in the end, and finally got into the group.

Cheng Yong was sitting on the steps at the door smoking a cigarette, but in his mind he thought about Zhang Changlin who suddenly came to the door yesterday. He had a premonition that this guy was probably going to urge him.

Can anyone sell fake medicine come to threaten me?

This business is too difficult to do!

Cheng Yong became inexplicably irritated.

Now the police are gradually increasing their actions. Judging from their strength, there is no doubt that this time is serious. Recently, the news has been rolling, and it seems that a large number of drug companies around the world are jumping up when they are burning their butts.

Glenin is just one of them.

Outsiders don’t know: but those insiders know that those drugs are also leaking from the game website.

But from this point of view, Cheng Yong had to admire his vast powers.

Moreover, his professionalism and scale are also far behind him, which is simply the difference between a street stall and a multinational group company.

Since he discovered this, he has lost the desire to win and lose. Now he is thinking about buying more medicine and making more money. He will send his son abroad first, then build a clothing factory, and change his life to another way of life.

But now it seems a bit difficult.

It was just dark, and Zhang Changlin really emerged again.

When Cheng Yong saw his face, he couldn't stop his anger. He rushed up and beat him up with a stick.

Zhang Changlin could still gesture a few times at the beginning to try to counterattack, but under Cheng Yong's storm-like attack, he quickly shrank into a ball and lost the power of resistance.

While avoiding, he shouted loudly: "Boss Cheng, Boss Cheng, you can talk about it, you have the right to be an agent. We can definitely make a lot of money when we cooperate with each other.

?This thing is a life-saving medicine. Isn’t it your final price? I will pay a large amount of capital to purchase goods. At that time, only 40% of the profit will be yours, and 60% of it will be yours!"

Hearing this heart-wrenching roar, Cheng Yong was stunned for a moment, threw down the stick laughably, leaned against the table, and lit a cigarette.

"You don't know anything after a long time!" Cheng Yong shook his head: "Not to mention whether the pricing power is in my hands. Even if I take out the food at the current price, I only account for more than 30%. The other six floors are in the hands of others. Where can I get you an extra share?"

Zhang Changlinqi said: "Boss Cheng, what do you mean? You are the owner of ownership. Just pay some salary to your subordinates. Do you have to share the money?"

"You know what a big deal!"

Cheng Yong was too lazy to say this to him: "Just tell you that, my business is just to follow someone else's butt to drink some soup. There are other people who really sell goods, and what they do is a big deal.

Do you know why I set the price for 2,500? Because it is really impossible to sell it if it is higher than this price!

The pricing power is in my hands? Next time I open my eyes and tell lies, at least I can see if there is anyone next to me!"
Chapter completed!