Expert Zhu, a man of means, was quite capable. Seeing the comments, Hu Tianhan noted that nine out of ten denounced him as a traitor selling out his country, forgetting his ancestors, and groveling to capitalists.
Yet, he remained unfazed, as if impervious to the public outcry, and was even plotting something grander.
Hu Tianhan had no reason to refuse a profitable venture, so he agreed immediately.
However, they had a prior agreement: Zhu expert's comments must not tarnish the reputation of Shenhua Group. If Shenhua Group's name was implicated, Zhu expert would have to pay a penalty for breach of contract.
What perplexed Hu Tianhan was that Zhu expert agreed without a word of protest.
Hu Tianhan was so astonished he almost stuck out his tongue.
Indeed, the allure of money was immense.
In the face of money, everyone bowed.
"You idiot! Who signs contracts like that!"
After seeing Zhu expert off, he couldn't help but curse.
He truly couldn't fathom the situation. Sudan Fiction Network.
Just as he was about to make a cup of tea, an uninvited guest appeared on the office sofa.
"You?"
Hu Tianhan was surprised, but not afraid.
The person on the sofa was the headless corpse. Though its appearance was frightening, Hu Tianhan had grown accustomed to it.
"How was it? Did you make good money this time?"
The headless corpse, for the first time ever, spoke human words. Hu Tianhan was taken aback.
He knew they weren't human, yet he dared not offend them.
Although his immediate superior was the boss, he still had to show some respect to these minor ghosts.
He had understood the implications of this long before his school days.
"Thanks to the boss's great fortune, the money is ready!"
Hu Tianhan said with a smile.
The business in China alone had already accumulated the sum the boss demanded. Ever since he started dealing in pharmaceuticals, he had delegated the handling of supplies to others. When short-handed, he even outsourced the supply matters.
Even so, it couldn't keep up with the pace of pharmaceutical profits.
Not only had the Chinese market been sorted out, but foreign orders had also started coming in.
Hu Tianhan spoke, and still brought out the ledger.
Whether the headless corpse could understand it or not, he followed procedure, to give the boss an account.
After all, the beings he dealt with were not human. Who knew if they themselves had come or not?
The headless corpse immediately placed its hand on the ledger before it.
"To put it briefly, just tell me how much money you made. Don't bore me with extraneous things like the ledger!"
The headless corpse said, its two eyes on its chest swiveling impatiently.
"Alright, alright! I'll check the total, okay!"
Hu Tianhan said obsequiously, but still retrieved the ledger from under the headless corpse's hand.
He needed to find the main account and confirm the details.
Although he had a rough idea a few days ago, it was still necessary to reconfirm the precise figures.
The headless corpse no longer obstructed, but straightened its body, listening intently to Hu Tianhan's explanation.
"As of midnight yesterday, we have received 13 billion yuan!"
Hu Tianhan stated calmly.
Only now did he realize that money, at present, was merely a number. Such a large account, a card, a string of digits, was far less impactful than a room full of cash or gold.
But at this stage of the world's development, those things had become history.
"Good, very good. Hand it all over!"
The headless corpse said.
Its mission was to collect money. As for the numbers, it only had two words.
"All of it?"
Hu Tianhan asked in surprise.
He had thought the boss wanted fifty billion last time, and perhaps a hundred billion at most this time. He never expected the boss to deviate from the norm.
"Hmph! Stop complaining! Don't you know the boss's temper?"
The headless corpse said sternly.
"This..."
Hu Tianhan habitually expressed a sliver of doubt.
No one had expected such significant figures to be wiped clean all at once.
He couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy.
Being in this position, sometimes it was exhilarating, and sometimes it was miserable. Hu Tianhan didn't know how he had managed to stay for so long.
"Hmph! Be content. With just one word from the boss, orders worth billions come in. Rest assured, such orders will only increase in the future!"
The headless corpse revealed a small piece of information to Hu Tianhan.
"Really? That's wonderful!"
Hu Tianhan's previous gloom vanished, and he said excitedly.
This position was always a mix of shock and pleasant surprise.
Indeed, not long after the headless corpse left, the front desk secretary called.
"Boss, there are people from Ouli Country who wish to see you."
"Please show them in!"
Hu Tianhan said casually.
It was like a fat pig being led to the slaughterhouse.
Outsiders could not possibly know about these matters. Currently, in China, people's primary concern was the epidemic information broadcasted everywhere.
Not only domestic but also foreign.
The difference was that the foreign epidemic seemed to be raging uncontrollably, with no effective containment.
He heard that Yi Tie Ling was very effective, but its price was extraordinarily high.
However, these were merely topics of idle conversation. After all, it wasn't in their country; how much it sold for, and who would survive, didn't concern them much.
Besides these, there was also the matter of Expert Zhu's relentless promotion of Yi Tie Ling's efficacy.
Both clinical trial results and practical application results were precise to over ninety percent.
Of course, the value of Shenhua Group's stock rose in tandem.
Even so, someone particularly disliked Expert Zhu and immediately engaged him in an online war of words.
The insults were so severe that even Hu Tianhan found them unbearable.
Yet, Expert Zhu remained cheerful, and showed no sign of distress when settling accounts with Hu Tianhan.
"Do you need me to find someone to sort this out for you?"
Hu Tianhan asked unnecessarily.
"Mmm... No need. I need the situation to simmer a bit longer!"
Expert Zhu said with a smile.
"That's strange. Those people are practically begging for death to speak like that."
Hu Tianhan said fiercely, a grim killing intent showing in his eyes.
"Really, no need. We all make a living this way. It's best if President Hu doesn't interfere."
Expert Zhu felt a touch of gratitude. He hadn't expected the young President Hu to be so humane.
But for those who lived by their tongues, it was unfavorable if there was no one to stir the pot.
Hu Tianhan was merely saying it. If Expert Zhu truly needed it, he would indirectly hint to the headless corpses, and they would handle it in ways ordinary people couldn't imagine.
However, for now, it seemed unnecessary.
Following the fermentation of Expert Zhu's public relations campaign, Yi Tie Ling reached its peak in China.
A box sold for 399 yuan.
This price, though much cheaper than foreign prices, still exceeded the expectations of most Chinese citizens.
People began to search for new prescription alternatives.