Wangyou Lu became popular all over the country overnight. People who have taken Wangyou Lu have experienced the beauty of Wangyou Lu. Children take Wangyou Lu, and their academic performance has improved. The elderly take Wangyou Lu, and their bodies are strong and their spirits are good. Office workers take Wangyou Lu, and their work is efficient. Young couples take Wangyou Lu, and their lives are harmonious for a long time. Celebrity actors take Wangyou Lu, and they are already radiant, but now they are even more radiant. Even athletes take Wangyou Lu, and their competition results have improved a lot, much.

On a training field in the Magic City, Xiang, who had just taken Wangyoulu, closed his eyes comfortably. When he opened his eyes again, he felt his whole body full of strength.

Coach Sun held a stopwatch in his hand and a spoon in his mouth. Two short whistles were heard. Xiang made preparations for the start. Coach Sun blew a short sound and pressed the code in his hand with his fingers.

Xiang rushed out like an arrow, and the 110-meter hurdle was completed in one go. In the end, the speed increased by three points when sprinting, and he stretched forward and hit the line according to the prescribed movement.

"So fast" Coach Sun pressed the code chart in his hand, and when he saw the results, his face was full of ecstasy: "It's thirteen seconds to get into your best score, at least 10% higher than your usual score."

"So much?" Xiang's face was full of incredibleness, and then he turned into a sudden realization: "No wonder Liang Zimo's performance can improve so much, as fast as the wind." Xiang remembered that he could only see his back during the last game. He held Wangyoulu and asked, "Is this a stimulant?"

"It's really hard to say." Coach Sun thought that he had a urine test during the last game, but did not detect stimulants in Liang Zimo's body. Could it be that this is a new type of stimulant that has not been found by drug testing?

Coach Sun pondered and said, "No matter how much he takes it first, everything will be discussed when he runs through Tokyo Station."

Xiang's face was a little hesitant, but thought that he could only follow Liang Zimo to drink ashes last time, and the humiliation was driven away like a nightmare. Now he found that Wangyoulu actually had the effect of a stimulant, and thought that the other party had used disgraceful means. He was also ruthless and put his head heavily on.

Before meeting Liang Zimo, Xiang has always been the star of the 110-meter hurdle in China. He thought he could make a big splash in the qualifiers. He had noticed Liang Zimo earlier and found that he was just a freshman with rough skills and perhaps a little talent. When Liang Zimo refused to practice with him, Xiang did not take him seriously.

When the qualifiers officially started, Xiang never dreamed that he was suppressed from the starting line to the end by Liang Zimo. He was completely suppressed and completely unable to surpass. The confidence that Xiang had cultivated for many years was completely defeated, leaving behind a humiliation and shadow that was so strong that it could not be resolved.

As Wangyoulu was proven to be able to improve her grades, the shadow in Xiang's heart dissipated. He held Wangyoulu in his hand, looked at the direction of Tokyo, and secretly vowed to defeat Liang Zimo on a larger stage. Dispel the shadow of the last failure.

With the popularity of Wangyou Lu, according to current statistics, 1.3 billion Chinese people have to drink 500 million bottles of Wangyou Lu every day, and a tide of drinking Wangyou Lu together is slowly unfolding.

According to the minimum sales price of 20 yuan per branch, Wangyoulu's daily sales turnover is 10 billion yuan. If packaging, advertising fees, taxes, and profits occupied by various channels are deducted, and Sheng Dengfeng's dividends are deducted, Wangyoulu can earn 6.6 billion yuan for Xuanqi every day, 198 billion yuan per month, and more than 240 billion yuan a year, almost catching up with one-tenth of the total national output value.

What's more, Wangyoulu is only sold in the Chinese market now and is not exported to overseas markets. If calculated based on the world's six billion population base, then there is a base of at least 1.5 billion people. In other words, Wangyoulu's profit can be increased by three times.

Moreover, these are all based on the lowest sales price of 20 yuan, and the high concentration price has not been calculated. In other words, Xuan Qi actually obtained much more wealth than this one.

In the tallest office building in the capital, Rulfo, in a suit, played with Wangyoulu in his hand, looked at the manager opposite and said, "Paul, do you know what is more profitable in this world than drug trafficking?" As he said that, he smiled at himself, raised the box in his hand and said, "Selling health products."

"Just kidding" Paul looked surprised and pointed at the Forget-Asking in Rulfo's hand: "How can the profit of this thing be more profitable than drugs?"

Paul and Rulfo are representatives of the Inter MIC Pharmaceutical Group in China. In fact, they are from the Mask Island Medical Group. They are on the surface responsible for the production of three Chinese pharmaceutical factories, but secretly they are using cold powder to make drugs.

The entire Asian and even half of the Far East drug market is controlled by them, and sometimes it is sold to Europe and the United States, accumulating huge wealth for the Mask Island and earning a considerable fortune for themselves.

The reason why I chose Huaxia as a production factory was because I valued the cheap labor here. At the same time, because of the imperfect system, there were many loopholes in supervision. The fat officials did not know that there was a drug manufacturing factory in the jurisdiction.

"It's true." Rulfo is a veteran addict who started taking drugs since he was fourteen. The reason why he studied chemistry so diligently was to be able to make drugs by himself.

"I haven't touched that ghost thing for three days, and I use this every day." Rulfo said, pulling out a skeleton of Forgetful Dew and handing it to Paul and saying, "You can try it too."

Paul was originally a research institute in California Laboratory. He became addicted to drugs five years ago and fell step by step. Fortunately, he hugged the big tree on Mask Island. Not only did he have a very decent job, he could also draw the freshest drugs and gain a steady stream of wealth. Paul often felt that he lived in heaven.

Half-believing and half-doubted, Paul took the Lotus in his mouth and bit it, and felt a coolness spread from his throat to his whole body, and his comfortable soul trembled. Five minutes passed, and Paul, who was full of energy, immediately screamed in horror: "What the hell is this? Why is it so magical? It actually has a stronger pleasure than that thing." Paul's eyes flashed and then turned into horror.

"If this thing really has such a miraculous effect, then our factory and our business will be completely ruined." Paul's body trembled, and Yu Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "What's more, this thing is a health product, which can be sold in the world openly and have an impact on that ghost thing..."

"Yes," a smile appeared on the corner of Rulfow's mouth: "This thing is definitely more profitable than that thing, and it is not harmful to the body, and can be sold publicly under the sun."

"What should I do if this is bad news? What should I do?" Faced with the impact of fresh health products, Paul has foreseen that traditional ghost things will eventually withdraw from the stage of history. Whether in terms of pleasure or price, Forget-you Lu won.

"This is good news." Rulfo held Wangyoulu, squeezed out the plastic tube and put the potion into the glassware and said: "We need to test his ingredients and then synthesize them. Then..."

"Useless" Paul shook his head helplessly: "They have patent insurance..."

"This thing has only been patented in China, and there is no patent outside of China." Rulfo pointed to the liquid in the vessel and said, "As long as we can test the ingredients here, then..."

Paul's eyes, which were originally confused, suddenly became shiny, and he said excitedly: "I have found a treasure now. The stupid Chinese people don't know how to apply for a patent..."

When the Chinese government opened, I suffered a lot of losses in this regard. It was clearly a technical formula that belonged to China, but because I did not apply for a patent, I had to pay high fees to the patent applicant.

Now these two foreigners are also making this idea, sending Wangyoulu to the detector to try to decipher the ingredients of Wangyoulu. They worked from 6 pm to 3 pm in the morning, and the eyes of both chemists were red and red.

Paul pulled open the tie around his neck and said speechlessly: "Hey, what's there in it? Why can't I decipher their ingredients?"

Rulfoo frowned tightly, his eyes were red: "The magical east is always speechless. I don't know what it is synthesized, and I can't see the ingredients inside." As he said that, Rulfoo reached out and tapped the table, then took a pen to write the molecular formula of the string: "Does this ingredient look like a stimulant?"

"Stimulant?" Looking at the molecular formula written by Rulfow, Paul pondered and said, "Yes, there are stimulant ingredients, what do you want to do?"

"Expose him and smear him. When he is smelly, we will come forward to buy it." A grim smile appeared on Rulfo's face: "Those fat and greedy and stupid officials must be happy that foreign capital will take over the mess."

Paul also smiled bitterly. As the country's doors opened up and the social system changed, some state-owned assets began to be privatized. In order to pursue political achievements, some officials would internationalize some state-owned assets to attract investment from international consortiums.

In this process, foreign capital tycoons smelled the benefits and used their means, some of which were clever and some colluded with officials and businessmen, turning their obviously good assets into bad assets, and then they bought them cheaply.

Rulfo and Paul did a lot of things like this. Now they are looking at Wangyoulu and start operating with a familiarity. First, they contacted some authoritative medical institutions and asked them to test Wangyoulu. They used some money and public relations during the test, and then did a little misleading. The rest was to contact the media to prepare for exposure.

Chinese media and medical institutions are just helping flies. As long as they are willing to give benefits, they are willing to do anything, expose and slander, and make things happen out of nothing. These are their most basic skills. If you entrust things to them, you will really find the right person.
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