Bai's pharmacy.
Bai Lang was eating crystal grapes in the accounting lounge, while instructing the pharmacist to make the medicine, and remotely directing the pharmacy to bid for the wide ladies.
Seeing that Mrs. Kuo actually raised the price to several thousand yuan, Bai Lang was amazed: "When Gong Sheng said that this medicine was going to bid, I still laughed that it was impossible. Although this medicine is very scarce, it is not a life-saving medicine. It’s enough to endure headaches and dizziness? Except for the rich, who spends money on dizziness pills? I didn’t expect these neuroses to really fight for a medicine at any cost."
The steward saw that the bidding reached RMB 8,000, and he couldn't stand it anymore. He came back to ask Bailang for instructions: "Second Young Master, will you continue to bid?"
Bailang dialed a call to Zhang Bo: "Old Zhangtou, I have helped your President make the medicine, and the bid price has risen to 8,000 yuan, how about it, right?"
Zhang Bo: "Go on. Don't close the hand before the highest price."
Bai Lang squinted his eyes: "No, it's not like our upright and benevolent President, he should be distributed for free, right? Shouldn't it..."
As he said, he also faintly felt that the idea came from whose hands.
Sure enough, Zhang Bo smiled slightly: "Of course it's not the President. How else would you be asked to act as an agent? This is Miss Qiao's business experience. Don't worry, the cost of cooking medicine will be doubled for you, and you can't lose it."
Bai Lang gasped in air: "Double? She has earned thousands of times as much money, so she doubled for me, and said I am not losing?"
Zhang Bo: "This is called intellectual property. Who makes the secret recipe for vertigo, only our girl, Xiao Qiao, has it. By the way, if you leak the secret, this responsibility will be great!"
Bailang: "..."
Feelings, is he working for that little fairy in Gongsheng?
Damn, why is his life suffering so much.
Either Gong Jue was taken to work for Gu Qiqi, or Gong Sheng was taken to work for Yun Qiao.
The fairies of the brothers in the palace, why are they incompatible with him?
Bai Lang scratched his hair and irritably ordered the pharmacy steward: "Continue bidding until the ladies are drained!"
If it was the matter of Gongsheng, the fooling would pass.
However, Gong Sheng’s little fairy, Gong Sheng valued himself more than himself. If he was not doing well, Gong Sheng would definitely not show him a good face, and he might even settle accounts afterwards!
He doesn't want to go to work in Africa anymore.
After half an hour.
The bidding for vertigo has finally reached its peak.
A Mrs. Kuo was photographed for 80,000 yuan.
Bai's pharmacy cooked a total of 20 medicines.
Limited to two copies per person.
Mrs. Su finally grabbed two of them.
Later, I talked to other wives, and only increased the price by 10,000 yuan and got 5 copies.
It took a total of more than 600,000 yuan to get 7 vertigo pills.
Mrs. Su feels that her vertigo is getting worse!
Holding this precious medicine, she was careful when she drank it, even smaller than tasting red wine.
The effect of the medicine is very good, and it is effective immediately after drinking.
However, the price is too expensive!
Su Yulin's call followed: "Mommy, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Su: "There are still six copies. We keep one copy at home. You can give the other five copies to your friends. Remember, if you don’t have business with our family, or are helpful to you in the entertainment industry, you must never give it. Did you hear me!"