Chapter 23: Selling Wyeth to Pfizer

  Yang Feng returned to Beiping early the next morning, and Xiao Zhenyan also hitched a ride back to Beiping. He was originally the representative of the 29th Army stationed in Beiping, and he also held the title of member of the Military Affairs Committee's Beiping Branch.

  After returning to Beiping, he had dinner with Xiao Zhenying and Chen Ping again. After sending them back home, Yang Feng returned to the company. As soon as he entered, Li Mingde hurriedly came up and said: "Mr. Yang, in the past two days, people from Germany's Zen Master Foreign Firm and Britain's EWO Foreign Firm have come to find you, and Ito has also been here once. I kept their gifts according to your instructions."

  "That's right, that's right. These bastards are all making a profit from us Chinese people anyway, no loss if we don't collect it." Yang Feng nodded and said: "The Japanese and British can continue to be ignored, but the Germans might be worth visiting."

  "Also, Mr. Jansen will be hosting a welcome dinner tonight and you are cordially invited to attend." Li Mingde added.

  "Welcome who?"

  "It seems like a friend of Ambassador, Mr. Richard, the manager of Pfizer in China has arrived."

  "Ah, Pfizer, it seems we're in for a good thing. These bastards have been selling Viagra at an outrageous price, ruining the hopes of happiness for many Chinese men, and now it's time for them to pay the price. Selling 21st-century Pfizer-produced Viagra at a high price to 80-year-old Pfizer is just exciting to think about." Yang Feng had already ignored Li Mingde's presence, muttering to himself like a madman, fortunately, Xin'er walked in at this moment, otherwise, some secrets would have been overheard.

  "Aren't you supposed to go to school today?" Yang Feng asked, somewhat curiously.

  "I'm not feeling well today, so I took a day off." Xīn'er said with some embarrassment.

  As he watched her quietly sitting on the sofa, holding the "Deer and Cauldron" that Yang Feng used to kill time, with a faint blush on her small face as she read, Yang Feng suddenly guessed the reason.

  "Ah, understandable, girls are like that, every month there are always a few days, don't worry, I'll give you some good stuff, guarantee you can move whenever you want!" Yang Feng said with a sly smile.

  "But you won't be able to use it this month, maybe next month! By the way, when is Xiaojing free? And Lin Yin? She's always running around, she must need it badly." Yang Feng asked Xiner with a pure heart.

  "Shameless!" Xīn'er's face turned red as she playfully spat at him.

  "How can this be inferior? Solving the troubles of the vast number of female compatriots, what a loving act this is! Do you like using toilet paper that much? The thing I'm giving you can let you do whatever you want, play however you want, even if you want to tap dance, there's no need to worry about anything." Yang Feng was like a salesperson stuck in the doorway, speaking rapidly and at length.

  "Really, is there really such a thing?" The little girl asked timidly.

  "When did Brother Yang ever cheat you? Tell Brother Yang now, which days is Little Jing?" Yang Feng said with a tempting tone.

  "Xiao Jing seems like she should have another week or so," said Xin'er in a low voice.

  "That's easy, let her be the experiment for you guys first. Oh, Old Li, does Jensen's invitation say we can bring a female companion?" Yang Feng asked Li Mingde as he turned his head back.

  "Alright!" Li Mingde said with a smile.

  "Now go home, dress up nicely and wait for Brother Yang to pick you up!" After coaxing the child away, Yang Feng immediately told Li Mingde: "Inquire about the prices of American military equipment, especially the Thompson submachine gun, 12.7mm Browning M2 heavy machine gun, and their 60mm mortar."

  "You want to buy my medicine? Fine, exchange it for your weapon!" Yang Feng said with a cold smile.

  In the evening, Yang Feng went to pick up Xiner. The little girl changed into a white evening gown with a classic princess dress style, looking just like an oriental version of Alice.

  "Let's go with Brother Yang to help him on his way!" Yang Feng smiled slyly and lifted his arm, and Xiner blushed slightly as she hooked her arm through his.

  Not far away, in a window, Liu Haining was laughing like an old fox.

  Dongjiao Minxiang, US Embassy.

  "Ah, Yang, welcome! And our lovely little angel." Janson greeted Yang Feng and Xiner like an old friend for many years, his smile was absolutely genuine, while the ambassador's wife beside him looked radiant.

  "Your Excellency, you're looking quite well!" Yang Feng said with a sly smile.

  Jensen smiled heartily.

  "Yang, let me introduce you to a friend from the United States. This is Mr. Richard from Pfizer. He has traveled all the way from America just to meet you." Jenson said, pointing to the blond-haired man in his thirties standing beside him.

  "Mr. Richard, is there anything I can help you with?" Yang Feng stretched out his hand and said in feigned surprise.

  "Mr. Yang, Pfizer is very interested in the sulfonamide you are selling and would like to know if there's a possibility of cooperation between us," Richard said with a smile.

  "Of course, after I came to China, I found another very interesting thing, your WeChat, and I'm curious why you gave it an English name?"

  "I'm not quite sure about this either, but Wan Ai is an invention by a scientist in our lab who used to study abroad in your country. As for why it's named like that, I think there must be some commemorative significance to it! As for cooperation, how do you want to cooperate?" Yang Feng asked.

  "What kind of cooperation does Mr. Yang want?"

  "Technical cooperation is probably not easy to achieve. In fact, we still haven't been able to solve the problem of large-scale production up till now. We are only doing small-scale synthesis in the laboratory." Yang Feng said with difficulty.

  "Pfizer has sufficient technical strength and financial support, we can develop together." Richard said with a smile.

  "Sorry, Yan Huang lab doesn't plan on collaborating with others." Yang Feng said with a shake of his head.

  "What if we form a joint venture company? In terms of equity, it's open for negotiation. Yanhuang Lab can contribute with technology."

  "Sorry, this also does not conform to our principles. We will not cooperate with any company outside of China in terms of technology. However, I can offer your company the exclusive distribution rights for the Americas and agree that your company can sell under its own brand."

  "So how many products can you provide to us each month?" Richard asked calmly, a result he had expected all along. He wouldn't have handed over his own achievements to others either. His actual goal was the distribution rights for the Americas, but Yang Feng's mention of OEM sales was somewhat beyond his expectations.

  "Our production is very limited, and we can only provide a maximum of 40 boxes every half month. You also know that the war between China and Japan has already started. As a Chinese person, I must reserve enough sulfonamide for the soldiers on the front line. At least half of these 40 boxes need to be used for this purpose. The remaining half, I can only give Pfizer four boxes at most. To tell you the truth, the orders from domestic hospitals alone have already been scheduled for a year later."