Chapter 5: Great Development

Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, two days passed.

On this day, Wang Yan was discussing logistics company issues with Lv Shengyi when the phone rang.

He answered it casually, and the call was from Cheng Yong.

"I want 300,000, right now." Straight to the point, Cheng Yong said so.

Wang Yan was also a straightforward person, directly saying: "Wait for me at your shop." Then he hung up the phone.

It seems he can't hold on anymore, Wang Yan thought.

Afterward, Wang Yan bought a large bag at the supermarket and took 300,000 in cash from the space. This thing was something Wang Yan must carry with him.

He drove directly to Cheng Yong's oil shop.

Drilling into the shop, Cheng Yong was lying on the ground, decadent, with a cigarette in one hand and wine in the other, looking up at Wang Yan without speaking.

That was despair for life. Although Wang Yan had never experienced it, and would never experience it in the future, he could understand it.

Wang Yan didn't say anything, threw the bag containing 300,000 "bang" in front of Cheng Yong.

300,000 in cash still had some weight, and Cheng Yong was much more spirited.

Wang Yan said: "This is definitely not enough, just take it as a deposit. How much you get depends on your final result. Do you understand what I mean?"

Cheng Yong said: "Understand, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't worry, settle down first. Contact me after you settle down."

"Alright, I'm leaving first, wait for my call." After speaking, Wang Yan drilled out of Cheng Yong's oil shop.

Another week passed, and Cheng Yong and the Yellow-Haired one had both handled their affairs.

They both called Wang Yan at the same time.

Wang Yan made an appointment for the two to meet, found a restaurant, and started planning.

Sitting at the dining table, Wang Yan looked at the Yellow-Haired one's hair, which had been cut into an inch-long style, looking much more spirited.

Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "Look, how spirited, what was that thing before."

After speaking, he asked again: "Have your family checked? Did anyone match?"

"My brother matched with me. He also agreed."

The Yellow-Haired one nodded. Although several days had passed, knowing he could be saved, he still couldn't help but be excited.

"Alright, then wait a few months, and you can have the surgery directly."

After speaking, fearing the Yellow-Haired one would misunderstand, he explained again: "I'm not fooling you, you still need to open the situation in the early stage, two or three months is about enough."

He looked at Cheng Yong again and asked with concern: "Is your father okay?"

Cheng Yong replied: "Had the surgery, nothing major, just need to recuperate."

"After all, he's old and can't stand the tossing. Don't send him to a nursing home in the future; they have to manage so many elderly people and can't take care of them. Find a nanny to take care of him. Is there still money?" Wang Yan said.

"There's still quite a bit left," Cheng Yong replied.

"Alright, I won't say much more, tell me if you don't have money."

As he spoke, he looked at the Yellow-Haired one again: "You too."

Pausing, he continued: "I won't say much more, let's talk about what you need to do next."

"It's very simple. Old Cheng, you have channels in India, so you are responsible for transportation and smuggling. Hao, you are responsible for expanding patients and selling medicine. Clear division of labor."

"Any questions?"

Seeing the two shake their heads: "Good, then let's talk in detail."

Afterward, Wang Yan talked to them in detail.

Wang Yan was quite at ease with Cheng Yong. He had been through storms for decades, experienced a lot, and understood many things. He had been smuggling for many years, and he was familiar with the road, so Wang Yan didn't need to say much.

It was the Yellow-Haired one—oh right, he couldn't be called Yellow-Haired anymore, he had shaved it, so what yellow hair was there?

It was Peng Hao that Wang Yan had to worry about. Mainly because Peng Hao was too young, stubborn, and had no experience in managing people, all of which needed Wang Yan to teach him hand by hand.

Wang Yan's level wasn't high, and he had never had experience in this area before. This was thanks to the four months since he transmigrated, plus Wang Yan's Spirit was much higher, so his progress was rapid, and teaching the Yellow-Haired one was more than enough, and he could also practice himself.

Blah blah, Wang Yan talked for a long time, finally letting the two, mainly Peng Hao, know how to do it.

Wang Yan would pay attention to control at any time in the future, and there wouldn't be much problem.

"That's it, you all understand, so start acting."

After Wang Yan finished speaking, the three parted ways and started acting.

Afterward, for a period of time, Wang Yan took Cheng Yong and Peng Hao to India.

He transferred the domestic agency to Peng Hao, let them hand over the goods to Cheng Yong, and Cheng Yong used his channels to start transporting goods to the country.

Peng Hao, on the other hand, took over all the patients Liu Sihui had before and was responsible for maintenance and sales.

Peng Hao's understanding was quite good. Wang Yan took him for a period of time, and he managed the up and down, which couldn't be said to be orderly and watertight, but at least it could be said to be standard, with very few omissions. He also became more and more steady.

Wang Yan was very satisfied with Peng Hao's progress. Doing this business, the most important thing was stability.

And Peng Hao was on the right path.

Wang Yan used his two companies to operate, and the two companies, thanks to the dividends of China joining the WTO, embarked on the fast track. Plus, Shanghai itself was a big port, and the cargo throughput was getting larger and larger, so Cao Cao Logistics developed rapidly.

Wang Yan applied for loans for both companies. Due to the rapid development of the companies recently, the loan approval was very smooth.

With the loan money, he didn't mix it with the money he washed, Wang Yan recruited workers on a large scale and built logistics channels in various places.

Of course, the employees recruited were still mostly family members of patients, and the benefits were among the best in this era.

In this era, the purchasing power of money was still very strong. Wang Yan's money made the logistics company blossom everywhere, and the stall was getting bigger and bigger.

At any time, money made things easier. In two months, he opened the logistics company all over the surrounding areas of Shanghai, using logistics channels to deliver medicine to patients.

Regarding the rapid development of the logistics company and clothing factory, some people were suspicious. However, Wang Yan's accounts were beautiful, the capital flow was clear, the operation was compliant, there was no tax evasion, and taxes were paid on time. The legal representative wasn't him, but Lv Shengyi. The reason he didn't hang Wang Jia was that if something happened, Lv Shengyi would take the blame, and the problem wasn't big anyway. After an investigation yielded nothing, the rise of Wang Yan was left alone.

Handing things over to Cheng Yong and Peng Hao, Wang Yan had nothing to worry about except occasionally asking about the situation.

The companies were managed by Liu Sihui and Lv Shengyi, and now the two were becoming more and more handy.

Wang Jia was taking care of Lv Ping at home, occasionally pushing a baby carriage to go shopping with Liu Sihui, very comfortable.

They all did very well, and Wang Yan didn't need to worry about it, just occasionally controlling the direction.

Although Wang Yan didn't need to do anything, Wang Yan was still not relaxed.

Every day, he constantly exercised his body, learned various knowledge, constantly carried out self-innovation, self-iteration, and self-sublimation. Occasionally, he handled some company matters.

Wang Yan knew his own situation. The countless zeros in the skill column were constantly reminding him. He couldn't stop learning; only by constantly making progress.

Wang Yan arrived at the end of July, and now it was almost mid-November.

On this day, Wang Yan was exercising in the martial arts gym when he received a call from the boss far away in India, saying that a Chinese person named Cheng Yong had come to him to buy Gleevec.

Hanging up the phone, Wang Yan thought this Indian was quite particular.

Sure enough, what should come would come, and what should go couldn't be retained.

Because of Wang Yan's arrival, Lv Shengyi didn't go to Cheng Yong.

But without Butcher Zhang, there was Butcher Li. Similarly, without Lv Shengyi, there was Zhang Shengyi.

Thinking for a while, Wang Yan decided to give the agency to Cheng Yong.

After so long, Wang Yan had sold quite a lot. Novartis in Switzerland should have noticed it by now. Sales had declined recently, and anyone who wasn't a fool knew there was a problem.

That was to say, Liu Sihui's level was indeed sufficient, so it hadn't been exposed for so long, but it couldn't be hidden for long.

Originally, Wang Yan didn't intend to push Cheng Yong to the front, but since Cheng Yong took the initiative to pop up, let's follow the plot. ===== CHAPTER 6 =====

Fighting LV1

Management LV1

... omitting a bunch of level-zero skills.

Through the exercise and study during this period, Wang Yan has gained a great deal.

His weight has gone from 145 previously to 150 now, and his three attributes of strength, agility, and physique have all increased by one point. Previously, because his body lacked exercise, the improvement was relatively fast; now, if Wang Yan wants to continue to improve, he won't reach the speed of the past six months. In general, it can be considered a steady improvement.

His English skill has reached LV2. According to the system, Wang Yan's English now belongs to a proficient grasp, which is the proficient level. In addition, through continuous learning of Sanda, mixed martial arts, etc., his fighting has finally entered the door. With Wang Yan's current physical condition, if he were to fight with an ordinary person who is not so gifted, Wang Yan should be able to win completely while only suffering minor injuries.

Also, Wang Yan's half-year of management, for better or worse, was not in vain, and it has also improved to the introductory LV1. Many other skills, such as stock finance, health and wellness, and a whole bunch of other skills, have all relatively improved.

To be honest, Wang Yan doesn't even want to leave now. After all, here he is a successful person with a net worth of ten million, with plenty of time, and he enriches himself whenever he has nothing to do. While in real life, he is just an ordinary, annoying real estate salesman. Which is better and which is worse is clear at a glance.

Wang Yan also knows that this is not realistic and can only constantly learn to improve himself. It is hard to guarantee that he won't go to a world filled with war and gunfire in the future. Having many skills is not a burden; learning more things is good for saving his life.

In the past two months, Wang Yan's medicine-selling enterprise has completely formed an industrial closed loop.

Upstream, Cheng Yong smuggles it into the country. Midstream, the logistics company and the transportation of medicine complement each other and are growing bigger and bigger. Terminal sales are distributed to patients by Peng Hao, and finally, the money is collected and cycled.

Countless people have handled it in the process, but very few know the truth. Delivering medicine and collecting money are two separate channels, controlled by Peng Hao.

To be honest, Wang Yan is just bullying the kid for being honest. But then again, if he weren't honest, Wang Yan wouldn't dare to use him.

As more and more was sold, Wang Yan could no longer control it.

Before when he was selling, Novartis had already noticed. Now Wang Yan has increased the sales volume and sold it for another two months, and the pirated medicine has already flooded the market. During this period, Novartis's direct losses reached hundreds of millions.

Novartis exploded and immediately began a fierce crackdown.

There is no way; the water in the pharmaceutical industry is too deep. Once Novartis got angry, the energy of a pharmaceutical giant was displayed vividly.

Leaders and officials at all levels received one phone call after another, pressing down layer by layer, directly onto the head of the Shanghai police force. The police didn't want to deal with this mess either, but what could they do? A word from above, and those below run their legs off.

Regarding this, Wang Yan had long been prepared. Seeing that it was only a few days until the New Year, Wang Yan directly called a halt, waiting until after the New Year to talk about it.

January 31, 2003, New Year's Eve.

On this day of ten thousand lights and universal celebration, Wang Yan gathered a group of people to spend the New Year together.

Lv Shengyi and Wang Jia, the couple with their child, Liu Sihui and Liu Tiantian, the mother and daughter, plus the yellow-haired Peng Hao who didn't go home.

Cheng Yong was originally going to come over, but his family had three men, and because the old man was not convenient, Wang Yan didn't let them come.

Everyone happily watched the Spring Festival Gala, ate the New Year's Eve dinner, recalled the past, and looked forward to the future.

Listening to the crackling of firecrackers outside, Wang Yan sighed, "This is what you call a New Year." The current Shanghai has not yet banned fireworks and firecrackers, and the current Spring Festival Gala is full of classics and is very worth watching.

Wang Yan drank a lot of alcohol that day, and Lv Shengyi also made an exception to accompany him to drink a little. He is really grateful to Wang Yan, this brother-in-law; without his brother-in-law, there would be no harmony and beauty today.

Not to mention Peng Hao, Wang Yan had already said before that he would arrange for him to have surgery after the New Year. Now he has no worries about food and clothing, and as for hope being right in front of him, he is ten thousand times grateful to Wang Yan.

Liu Sihui doesn't need to be mentioned much; it can be said that she is firmly held by Wang Yan.

The table was full of laughter. Everyone present was living a better life because of Wang Yan. It can be said that this year was the happiest New Year they had had in years.

The world is not all laughter; it's just that people's joys and sorrows are not connected, and Wang Yan couldn't hear their noise either.

Accompanied by the countdown of the Spring Festival Gala and countless fireworks outside the window, 2003 arrived.

After the New Year, Wang Yan arranged for Peng Hao to have surgery. Before leaving, the yellow-haired guy gave him the phone number of one of his subordinates.

Wang Yan's remote control started selling Gleevec again. Shanghai was strictly controlled, so Wang Yan stopped selling in Shanghai and moved to sell in various places.

For a time, Zhao Lizhong, the person in charge of Novartis in China, was overwhelmed. The decline in sales and his inability to make money were secondary; the main thing was that the Swiss side had already expressed dissatisfaction many times. If there was no way, Zhao Lizhong would be almost finished.

No matter how overwhelmed he was, there was no way. He could only frequently pressure the police force, and then the parent company would pressure the Indian side.

The Indian side was not used to this at all. Everything is an exchange of interests; empty words cannot scare the Indians. They bit down hard and took the opportunity to negotiate various conditions.

And the police were also in a difficult position. When they went out to investigate and visit, the patients looked at them like enemies.

They also caught a few. Even the tightest organization has flaws. These were all small fry, and they were all patients. Plus, the money was paid well, so they didn't say anything. The police had no choice and were clueless for a while.

Wang Yan also felt that the situation was complicated. He always thought he had calculated everything, but when things came to a head, he found that there were still many omissions.

Actually, it's normal. Wang Yan is just an ordinary little person. The education and experience he had before added up to less than what he had learned in the past six months. If it weren't for the advantage of foresight, Wang Yan would have already gone in to sing "Tears of the Iron Window."

Just as Wang Yan was thinking, Peng Hao called and said that someone named Zhang Zhanglin contacted him, wanting the channel for Gleevec.

Peng Hao's surgery was very successful, and he is now observing and recovering in the hospital. If there is no rejection phenomenon, he can be discharged after a period of time. Except for directing his subordinates to sell medicine, he has nothing to do all day, just waiting to go in and go to jail.

In the past six months, Wang Yan had unknowingly become addicted to it. Coupled with the fact that he had been studying, he was not photographic after all, and some of the things he remembered when he came were almost forgotten.

After Peng Hao said this, Wang Yan remembered: "How could I have forgotten him!" He was so excited that he slapped his thigh.

"This Zhang Zhanglin is really professional. The police didn't find Peng Hao, but he came first." Regarding this, Wang Yan could only sigh that there is a specialty in the art.

Wang Yan gave instructions to the yellow-haired guy, telling him to deal with Zhang Zhanglin and negotiate conditions first.

The yellow-haired guy still needs some time to be discharged from the hospital, and it is not convenient to act now, so he should drag it out first.

Wang Yan had an idea in his heart and directly disappeared.

At this time, he couldn't care about the patients' emotions and could only try his best to appease them.

Patients all over the country showed tremendous power at this time. That is a power that dares to change the sun and moon, a power that spares no effort to survive.

When had Wang Yan ever seen this battle? If he couldn't control it, Wang Yan would have to go in.

When he came, Wang Yan said that he didn't come to sing "Tears of the Iron Window" in a glorious way.

He could only say all the good things. He promised to sell again in a month at the latest, and the price would be reduced to four thousand. It was only after a lot of effort that he stabilized this group of people.

Wang Yan also truly experienced the power of the masses. He couldn't help but think, if you guys had this courage, what would you have done long ago?

It must be said that when these people gather together, who is not afraid? As long as a few leaders are sacrificed, in order to quell such things, a few will have to be removed. It wouldn't have needed thirty-seven thousand long ago, and what would Cheng Yong have to do with it?

People are just so contradictory.

This method is not advisable, even though it has curative effects.

Since ancient times, those who coerce public opinion should be punished according to the crime.

Of course, the country has its own considerations, and medicine also has reasons for being expensive. It is all caused by various factors, and one cannot use a narrow mind to maliciously speculate.