It is easy to do things with money. The Forbidden City Pharmaceutical Factory has been green all the way since its establishment. A while ago, several Guangpu medicines have been launched one after another, targeting the fields of colds, deworming, and pain relief. The threshold is low and the market is large, the quality is set up, and marketing is a show.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but this is true, but when it comes to Master Lin, the steps at the beginning are completely ignored. He doesn’t have time to try the operation first like others and do some tricks to cross the river. Instead, he directly uses the pharmaceutical factory as an old-fashioned factory to operate the pharmaceutical factory. He is very familiar with the way to make money in the pharmaceutical factory. As long as the product is effective and the kickbacks are given in place, why worry about no sales?

The Forbidden City once again exerted its powerful power of marketing victory. Not long after the product was launched, the production and sales volume was basically the same. This coke ruined Comrade Lin Congwu, the strong director of the young and prosperous factory. While stepping up the expansion of the production line, he went south and north to poach talents. The directors of several state-owned pharmaceutical factories in Shancheng heard that the Forbidden City pharmaceutical factories started to sell hot sales as soon as they produced things. After inquiring, they did not take it seriously. Anyone can produce those Guangpu drugs everywhere. If they sell at low prices, it is not difficult to open up sales, but the little profit of Guangpu Pharmaceutical is there. With the nouveau riche of the Forbidden City pharmaceutical factories, they also want to make money in this industry?

The arrogant people are still waiting for the jokes of the layman. The accountant of the layman's pharmaceutical factory has already started to count the money and give bonuses to all the employees in the factory. In Lin Congwu's words, if you want to watch the fun, just wait and see. Although our factory's products are high and the selling price is high, they are still supported by sales. This year, I can't make big moves. I will wait until the medicine is launched next year.

After toothpaste and toothbrush, cosmetics and skin care products, soap and shampoo, Lin Ziwen's family has more things that they produce themselves. With the painkiller tablets and cold medicine produced in the Forbidden City, they naturally have to borrow all their relatives and friends. Even Chen Xiaolei and her mother who are far away in Jinan have their share.

After the freezing, all civil engineering projects can only be stopped. We have to wait until the beginning of the next year to continue to do psoriasis and the construction of the community. Li Zetao and Hai Ge, who have also become much idle, began to go out and go in and out every day to do some secret things. Wang Yu occasionally called to inquire about the progress of the matter. He began to move up and down quietly behind him, preparing to take over Deng Benyong's position.

The crackdown has ended, and the dual-regulation style has passed. Deng Benyong's vigilance has relaxed. He has begun to live a happy life and has been in the officialdom for so many years. Deng Benyong knows that the more he shows, the more he will be, the more he will be, and enjoyment is also quiet. He usually does not show any signs in the eyes of the public. He looks like a good official who is honest and loves the people. Deng Benyong, who thought he has done a perfect job, still doesn't know that a deadly hidden arrow has been aimed at his heart, and may ruin his black future at any time.

On the day Lin Zichuan boarded the train, the whole family went to see him off at the train station. They took three vans and more than 20 people. After arriving in Beijing, Lin Zichuan's family of three met Yang Lin, and after staying for a day, they sent Lin Zichuan on the plane to New York. In 1994, few people in the mountain city had been exposed to planes. For such things as going abroad, Zichuan's mother sent her son on the plane and saw such a big iron guy flying into the sky. Her son, who had grown up by her since childhood, was about to go to the other side of the earth to live on her own. Zichuan's mother felt like everything was like a dream.

Lin Zichuan, who had never taken a roller coaster since he was a child, was spit out of the airplane. Along the way, the flight attendants cared for this little brother with meticulous care and found out that he would start living alone in the United States after getting off the plane. They encouraged him to come there and have to work on the fuel.

After the airsickness stage, Lin Zichuan began to become active. From time to time, he found a flight attendant to chat, exchange feelings, and walked around the ground to see the foreigners on the plane who had learned from Lin Ziwen since childhood. Lin Zichuan, who had a very negative personality, was familiar with everyone. If the flight attendant system was not strict, he would have taken the plane as a train.

After getting off the plane, Lin Zichuan, who had just stepped onto the American land, encountered the first problem when he left the security check. The security personnel couldn't figure out what the seasonings were in his luggage, and they didn't dare to let them go. There was a little obstacle to communication. Lin Zichuan was so embarrassed that he scratched his head. Later, a big-name policeman from China cleared him up. Lin Zichuan took back the things and thanked him repeatedly. The big-name policeman asked him if the seasonings were brought for his relatives. Lin Zichuan smiled and said that he was planning to pick up girls. After asking the whole story, he gave a thumbs up and said good, very good!

The Philadelphia School arranged a special person and car to pick up Lin Zichuan, so that Lin Zichuan once again realized the benefits of being rich, and had all paved the way for him by his cousin. Lin Zichuan made up his mind to make a name for himself in the future and make achievements for the elders of Jiangdong.

Liu Houer's business is much easier to do than Lin Zichuan's study abroad. At the end of November, he got his passport and prepared to travel with him. There was also a female college student, two former foreign trade company managers. The tallest among the four people was actually a female college student. The second one was Liu Houer, who was only 1.7 meters tall. Lin Ziwen was quite satisfied with the level of this lineup. She only felt that the only disadvantage was that the average altitude of the four people was too short, which was a bit like the business group of the island country.

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On Saturday night, Lin Ziwen, who went home early, was calculating the day in front of the calendar, studying when it would snow and how long it would take for the winter vacation. The phone on the coffee table rang. Don’t expect a caller ID within three or two years of this antique. Lin Ziwen reached out to answer.

"Is Lin Ziwen at home?" A woman's voice came from the other side of the phone

It was called by my mother-in-law. Lin Ziwen's ears are very useful, and I heard it immediately: "Hello Auntie, I'm Ziwen."

"Well... are you free tomorrow morning?" Hong Rong asked

Lin Ziwen thought for a while: "Tomorrow morning? The school has classes. It's the end of the semester. I only have half a day off a week."

This kid is also scheming. He is more diligent than anyone else when skipping classes. He cares about classes? Hong Rong doesn't plan to talk to Lin Ziwen on the phone, so she put aside her words: "Come to my house tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning, and I have something to tell you."

"Can you be late?" Lin Ziwen didn't have anything to do, she just didn't want to be obedient.

"If it's late, don't come," Hong Rong said: "Then let's just say that, see you tomorrow."

The idle voice came from the receiver, and the mother-in-law hung up the phone. Lin Ziwen said that Bai Hong and mother were indeed made from the same mold, and their tempers were exactly the same.

As soon as I put down the phone, the ringtone rang again. Lin Ziwen picked up the receiver and fed it. Hong Rong added there: "Nine o'clock, don't come early, I'll wait for you outside the community." After that, he hung up the phone again

The mother-in-law was not good at speaking, Lin Ziwen scratched her head, guessing that tomorrow would be a Hongmen banquet. Last time, Hong Rong arranged a task to report the situation once a week, Lin Ziwen never dared to stop the monthly exam that had just ended. Lin Ziwen couldn't figure out what Bai Hong's mother had to ask for her. Could it be that she was looking at the cold weather and wanted to buy a few winter clothes for her son-in-law?

At 8 o'clock on Sunday, Middle School, Bai Hong slept in a nap. After breakfast, he went to school. Hong Rong took her bag downstairs at 8:50 and went to the community gate to wait for Lin Ziwen.

Last night, Hong Rong called Lin Ziwen to come to her home. After putting down the phone, she felt something was wrong. Recently, the old ladies from the neighbors seemed to have regarded her as the focus of discussion. They didn't know where to get some things to catch the wind and shadows. Although they were upright and not afraid of shadows, people were afraid of the words of Hong Rong, Hong Rong knew that if there was something to catch the topic by these long-tongued women, they would not know where to pull it. So she called Lin Ziwen a second time and planned to chat with him outside.

The house was warmed by heating. Hong Rong didn't feel anything when she first left the building. She stood outside the community gate and realized that the temperature had dropped again today. The temperature outside was already very cold. A gust of wind blew over Hong Rong couldn't help but have a cold war. She regretted not changing into thicker clothes, and was hesitant to go home to change clothes. When she turned around, she saw two old ladies in the community with their hands in their sleeves standing on the side of the road chatting. Hong Rong didn't want to talk to these two people, so she had to stand there and insist, hoping that Lin Ziwen would come quickly.

The more you fear, the more you will be, it is nine o'clock. Lin Ziwen has not arrived yet, Hong Rong has already sneezed twice before she can get to the cold. The two old ladies seem to turn their attention to her, and whisper to a mother who joined, whispering quietly, obviously talking about something Hong Rong is stomping her feet while looking at the watch, and stomping her feet in anger. She thought to herself that the gangster must train him when he comes later, so that he knows the consequences of being late.

While he was angry and looking around, a black car parked in front of him. Hong Rong was stunned and felt that the car was familiar. Then when the door opened, Lin Ziwen stretched out half of her smiling face from the car. "Auntie, get in the car quickly."

The Mercedes-Benz last time? Hong Rong got into the car in confusion, and suddenly forgot what she wanted to teach Lin Ziwen a lesson just now, Lin Ziwen stepped on the accelerator and drove the car on the road. The three old ladies and aunts in the community who had been observing the situation saw the car driving away, and quickly ran out and stood at the entrance of the community to watch.

"What kind of car is that? Have you seen it?" asked an old lady.

"I haven't seen it before, it's dark, looking awkward," said the old lady of the committee director.

"It must be a high-end car," said the aunt: "It is bigger than my son's factory manager's car, and it should be of the same level as Santana."

"Did you see the people in the car?" The aunt looked at her accomplice

The two old ladies shook their heads together, and the commission director said affirmatively: "You see that she is so happy, and you went up in a hurry. There must be a man in the car."

A man came to pick her up and drove a good car. She was dressed up beautifully and had been waiting outside the community for a long time... The three of them all looked at each other with excitement. This was a big discovery. It seemed that this woman had indeed something wrong. There was another topic today.

"Auntie, where are we going?" Lin Ziwen drove slowly on Shengli Street. Mercedes-Benz was very cool, and passing car drivers were paying attention to this Mercedes-Benz.

"Ah?" Hong Rong, who was thinking about the matter, came to her senses and couldn't remember where to go. She threw the question back to Lin Ziwen: "Just find a place where you can talk, you can make an idea."

Lin Ziwen really can't come up with any good ideas, and can't guess why Bai Hong's mother didn't say anything at home, so she insisted on coming out and looking for a place for coffee houses and teahouses in the mountain city now. There is no big hotels either. It's not open hours, and small places are not very convenient. Lin Ziwen couldn't think of a place, so she just took Hong Rong to her old house.

"Why are the people in your community weird?" Lin Ziwen drove and looked for topics.

"Strange?" Hong Rong asked in confusion: "Who did you see strange?"

"Those old ladies," Lin Ziwen raised her chin towards the rear mirror: "When we opened from the entrance of the community just now, I saw several old ladies in the rear mirror sneakingly muttering something, looking ashamed, the same was true when we came last time, and I don't know what they were doing."

Hong Rong was so angry that she stomped her feet. Needless to say, the old ladies must be staring at her behind her back. Seeing that she was leaving in the car, she must have talked about some ugly words behind her back again. For so many years, no one has been talking about Hong Rong's gossip behind her back. It seems that the rumors started recently. Hong Rong didn't think about the director of the neighborhood committee. She thought it had only started since Lin Ziwen came to her home. She couldn't tell her a child, and Hong Rong could only interrupt and vent her anger on other things: "Didn't I ask you to come at nine o'clock? Why are you late?"

Lin Ziwen said that of course I did it on purpose, and pretended to be aggrieved and explained: "My dad got up late, so I rushed over to the office. Unfortunately, I was still a few minutes late, so I feel embarrassed."

"Do you usually drive this car?" Hong Rong looked up and down at Lin Ziwen, but didn't see that he was as embarrassed as he said.

"It's not often, it's usually my parents use it." Lin Ziwen looked at the bag Hong Rong was carrying, and it didn't seem to be able to hold many things. Is her guess wrong? My mother-in-law is looking for a son-in-law today, so she doesn't give her winter clothes?

"Where is this?" Hong Rong asked when Lin Ziwen drove the car into the yard of the Grain Warehouse.

Lin Ziwen parked the car and turned off the fire, and smiled at Hong Rong and said, "Go to my old house, it's so quiet that no one disturbs me."

Hong Rong nodded, and the two got out of the car and walked out of the grain warehouse guesthouse. Lin Ziwen greeted the guard before leaving the door. Hong Rong thought that this kid could be familiar with the road everywhere, and there were only a few large units nearby. Last time it was a bank this time it was a grain warehouse. He regarded the yard of his unit as his own garage.
Chapter completed!