Bai's Pharmacy.
Bai Lang was in the cashier's lounge, eating crystal grapes, ordering the pharmacist to make medicine, and at the same time commanding the pharmacy by remote control, bidding for those rich ladies.
Seeing that the rich wives actually raised the price to several thousand yuan a piece, Bailang was amazed: "When Gong Sheng said that there was a bid for this medicine, I still laughed at it. Although this medicine is very scarce, it is not a life-saving drug." The medicine for headaches and dizziness is enough to bear it, except for the rich people who are too idle, who would spend money on vertigo medicine? I didn’t expect these psychopaths to really fight for a piece of medicine, and they will not hesitate to pay the price.”
Seeing that the bidding reached 8,000 yuan, the steward couldn't stand it any longer, so he came back and asked Bailang for instructions: "Second Young Master, do you want to continue the bidding?"
Bailang made a phone call to Zhang Bo: "Old Zhangtou, I prepared the medicine for your President and raised the bidding price to 8,000 yuan a piece. How about it, let's call it quits."
Zhang Bo: "Continue. Don't stop until the highest price is reached."
Bailang squinted his eyes: "No, this doesn't look like our upright and benevolent President. He should distribute it for free, right?"
As he said that, he also had a vague premonition, whose hand this idea came from.
Sure enough, Uncle Zhang smiled slightly: "Of course it's not the President. Otherwise, why would I ask you to act as an agent? This is Miss Qiao's business experience. Don't worry, the cost of cooking medicine will be doubled to you, and you can't lose."
Bailang gasped: "Double she has earned thousands of times, so she gave me double and said I didn't lose money."
Zhang Bo: "This is called intellectual property rights. Only our little Qiao girl has the secret recipe for vertigo. By the way, if you leak the secret, the responsibility will be great."
Bailang: ""
Feelings, he is working for that little fairy Gong Sheng
Damn, why is Bailang so miserable.
Either be picked up by Gong Jue to work for Gu Qiqi, or be picked up by Gong Sheng to work for Yun Qiao.
The goblins of the Gong family brothers are all at odds with him, right
Bailang scratched his hair, and irritatedly ordered the pharmacy manager to continue: "Continue to bid until the rich ladies are exhausted."
If it's about Gong Sheng's matter, the fooling around will be over.
However, Gong Sheng regards the little goblin of Gong Sheng's family more seriously than himself. If he fails to do things well, Gong Sheng will definitely not show him a good face, and if he does, he will settle accounts later
He doesn't want to go to work in Africa anymore.
half an hour later.
The bidding for vertigo drugs has finally reached its apex.
A wealthy lady took a photo for 80,000 yuan a piece.
Bai's pharmacy cooked a total of 20 medicines.
Limited to two servings per person.
In the end, Mrs. Su only grabbed two of them.
Later, I chatted with other wives, so I raised the price by another 10,000 yuan, and got 5 copies.
It took a total of more than 600,000 yuan to get 7 copies of vertigo medicine.
Mrs. Su felt that her vertigo was getting worse
Holding this precious medicine, she drank it carefully, taking smaller sips than red wine.
The effect of the medicine is very good, and it will take effect immediately after drinking it.
However, the price is also bloody expensive.
Su Yulin's phone call followed: "Mommy, what's the matter?"
Mrs. Su: "There are still 6 copies. We keep one at home as a spare, and you give the other five copies to your friends. Remember, if you don't have business with our family, or help you in the entertainment industry, you must not give it away. Did you hear me"