"I don't need magic oil!" Liu Qing said speechlessly.

"Then you can do whatever you want." Cheng Yong looked annoyed and clicked on the computer to play card series.

Liu Qing thought that this guy was in a bad mood. He sat down in front of him and looked at Brother Shan Zheng in this world carefully. It was really different from having hair and not having hair.

"What are you looking at me?" Cheng Yong was unnatural by Liu Qing.

Liu Qing said: "My name is Zhang Changlin, I will talk to you about business."

"Business?" Cheng Yong suddenly became interested, put down his mouse and asked, "What business?"

"Do you know Glenin?" Liu Qing asked.

Cheng Yong nodded, "I know, it's very expensive to treat leukemia. A few days ago, the patient gathered at the door of Ruitu Pharmaceutical Company to ask for a price increase. I saw the news on my phone."

"If there is a medicine that has the same efficacy and the price is only one-fifth of that of Ruituglenin, is there a market?"

"Of course there is, this disease is a chronic disease. It requires long-term medicine. Many people lose money. Not to mention four-fifths of the cheaper, even half the cheaper, many people buy it. But, haven't you heard of other alternative medicines?"

"Yes, India has generic drugs of Glenin, with a 99% similarity to genuine drugs."

"Indian generic drugs." Cheng Yong understood and hesitated, "But the situation over there is not familiarity. Don't look at me opening a magic oil store. In fact, I just look for drug dealers to get the goods. They are all produced in China and have nothing to do with India. Most stores are like this. Who can really buy goods from India?"

Liu Qing nodded to express his understanding. People who buy this kind of adult store cover up the situation, and few people are serious about it.

"I have a friend who has channels and goods, and I need to find a partner to sell it together."

"Really?" Cheng Yong stood up excitedly, knocked down the teacup on the table, and the water sprinkled on the keyboard. The computer suddenly turned black. He was in a hurry and picked up the keyboard and knocked it on the table, asking, "Is it true? How to cooperate?"

Liu Qing said seriously: "But this matter is risky. Generic drugs are not officially recognized and are treated as fake drugs. They are sold in large quantities. Once caught, they will be criminally responsible."

Cheng Yong put down the keyboard, struggled for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "There is only risks, but there is profit. Besides, this is also beneficial to the patient, so I did it."

At this moment, he remembered the old father in the nursing home, the landlord who kept calling for rent, the ex-wife who ran away with the rich, and the son who couldn't move his feet outside the Pizza Hut...

This is an economic society. Although money is not omnipotent, you must not have money without money.

If you don’t have money, you will live even worse than a dog.

When a person reaches middle age, he has no money and everything is sad.

My father is right, you have to be tough, but you can only get tough with money.

As for risks, what are there no risks?

Liu Qing clapped her hands and said with relief: "Very good, we have a batch of goods on hand now. We will go to the Slow Time Bar tonight. I will introduce you to you."

"Welcome." The lucky cat at the door rang again.

A man stood at the door, wearing a mask and an old gray suit, thin, sunken eyes and a little messy hair.

Liu Qing recognized him as Lu Shouyi at first sight. In the play, he was tortured by illness. In order to see his unborn child, he struggled to survive and found Cheng Yong to ask him to purchase medicines. When Zhang Changlin was reported to have a generic drug discontinued, he could not afford the medicine again and eventually hanged himself in pain torture.

Lu Shouyi said that he didn't want to die at first sight when he saw his son. He wanted to hear his son call him father and wanted to watch his son grow up and get married, but in the end, in order not to drag down the family, he chose to end his life by himself.

In the play, he always holds an orange in his hand and eats two petals from time to time. Because oranges are rich in vitamins, chronic myeloid leukemia requires vitamin supplementation.

At Lu Shouyi's funeral, Huangmao was crying while eating withered oranges, as if she had seen his life ending from Lu Shouyi.

It was precisely because of Lu Shouyi's death that Cheng Yong's inner conscience was awakened again and he began to pay for money to sell generic drugs.

Lu Shouyi hesitated at the door, walked in, and asked carefully: "Boss, can you buy Indian medicine on behalf of others?"

As he said, he pulled the mask to his chin, revealing a haggard face.

Cheng Yong glanced at Liu Qing and asked, "What medicine?"

Lu Shouyi took out a wrinkled piece of paper, "This medicine is for the treatment of chronic myeloid leukemia. Ruitu's medicine is too expensive to afford."

Cheng Yong looked at Liu Qing in surprise, which was a coincidence.

Seeing that Cheng Yong didn't say anything, Lu Shouyi was very nervous. He held the orange in his hands and placed it in front of his lower abdomen, waiting for Cheng Yong's answer with his expression as if he was waiting for trial.

Liu Qing nodded slightly.

Cheng Yong smiled and said, "I can get the medicine, how many boxes do you want?"

"Really?" Lu Shouyi said excitedly, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and his face seemed to have a little more vitality. He clasped his hands tightly and pinched the oranges, which wet his trouser legs.

Seeing this, Cheng Yong remembered the news he saw some time ago. He sighed secretly and said, "Really, 10,000 yuan per box."

Liu Qing interrupted: "A box of 8,000 may be reduced in the future."

Lu Shouyi shivered all over, "I...I'll buy two boxes, when will I get the goods?"

Liu Qing said: "Let's go tomorrow."

Lu Shouyi was excited and his face flushed. He thought for a while and asked carefully: "Is there a lot of goods? Can you buy it for someone else?"

Liu Qing nodded and said, "Yes, the specific charter, Boss Cheng will tell you then, but this medicine is a generic drug, strictly speaking, illegal. If it is reported, there will be certain risks."

"But this is a life-saving medicine." Lu Shouyi's eyes were filled with hope.

After arguing that he would come back at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, Lu Shouyi returned home with hope.

night.

Slow time bar.

The lights are red and the wine is green, and the colorful light is swaying.

On the booth, Liu Qing introduced Pastor Liu and Huangmao to Cheng Yong.

"Yellow-haired, buy two large garlands for the beauty on the stage." Liu Qing took out five hundred yuan and ordered.

"Ah..." Huangmao was stunned, "No...no need?"

"Go." Liu Qing said.

Huangmao didn't say much, took the money and went to the staff to buy garlands.

"This beauty is pretty, Mr. Zhang has vision." Cheng Yong flattered.

Pastor Liu was speechless, but his heart felt a little uncomfortable.

Liu Qing said: "Her name is Liu Sihui, and her daughter is also a patient with chronic myelopathy. Her husband left her mother and ran away."

Cheng Yong was silent and said embarrassedly: "It's not easy for her to take care of the children alone. No wonder she has to come to work in a nightclub."

Pastor Liu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his cup and said, "Boss, I'll give you a cup."

Liu Qing clinked a glass with him and continued: "Sihui is in a group of patients, she can help distribute medicines."

Everyone understood this time and looked at Liu Qing in surprise, wondering how he grasped these situations.

Huangmao opened a bottle of beer and said to Liu Qing: "Boss, I've done it, you can do it."

As he said that, he poured a bottle of wine into his mouth, reached out and touched the foam beside his mouth, and his eyes were a little red.

On the stage, Liu Sihui finished dancing, changed her clothes and came to toast with a bottle of beer.

The customer gave the garland and she could get 30% of the price of the garland, so she had to come to toast and thank her specifically.

"Thank you for your love, I'll give you a cup." Sihui was wearing a black dress, with heavy makeup on her face and a smile. It's hard for ordinary people to imagine what she was carrying.

Liu Qing patted the seat next to him and said, "Don't worry, sit down and chat."

Sihui sat down and listened to Liu Qing: "These two are patients. We have generic drugs purchased from abroad, and the effect is the same, only 8,000 yuan per box."

Her body shook violently, and the beer fell to the bottom of her chest wet her skirt.
Chapter completed!