Regardless of silver, Zhang Jing can handle it himself.
"There are some basic raw materials for making multi-targeted drugs, sorafenib. Do you have any way to deal with it?"
Li Xing couldn't keep up with his brain circuit, so he asked uncertainly: "Sorafenib?"
"yes."
"Why do you have that kind of thing?"
“Treasure hunt found unexpectedly.”
"about how much?"
"About 100 pounds."
"One hundred pounds!" Li Xing's eyes widened, "How much do you plan to sell it for?"
"I don't know the price."
The two quickly asked and answered questions. If it weren't for Wen Li, Zhang Jing would not believe Li Xing, let alone say much to him.
"It needs to be sent to Xiangjiang. No matter how much the final deal is, 70% will be yours."
"I'll deliver it myself!" Zhang Jing said with certainty.
Li Xing was startled, worried that Zhang Jing could not figure out the situation, and reminded him in a very serious tone, "With 100 pounds, it is difficult to guarantee that your people will not betray you. If you are caught during transportation, you will most likely be implicated and put in jail." lifetime."
"Don't dare to joke with your life," Zhang Jing said, "I can deliver it safely."
Seeing Zhang Jing eating iron ingots, Li Xing promised: "If you can deliver it to Xiangjiang, you can get 90% of the final transaction price."
Zhang Jing nodded in agreement.
After staying at Manor 1032 for an hour, Zhang Jing drove Aigis back to Whitefish Town in a pickup truck.
Halfway through the gravel road, I encountered a police car coming from the opposite direction. The tall and thin policeman Qiao rolled down the window in advance and greeted warmly, "Long time no see."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"I heard that Champion Racecourse plans to participate in this year's Seattle Cup. Is this true?"
"It's true, the general will participate in the 3200 meters, and the dead will participate in the 1600 meters."
"This is a good thing," Joe said excitedly, "I will definitely go to the stadium to cheer for 'The General' and 'Undead'."
"Thank you," Zhang Jing said politely, "I'm worried that they won't get good results."
"Results are not important. Baiyu Town has never participated in the Seattle Cup. This is a feat."
After a few polite words, Zhang Jing first sent Aigis to the racecourse and then returned to the winery.
In the living room of the haunted house, after replacing the new furniture, Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing were holding cushions in their arms and leaning against the fireplace while watching Broke Sisters. There were many funny dialogues and some naughty jokes.
I don't know what part they saw, and the two of them were overjoyed.
"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi waved to Zhang Jing, "come here quickly, it's so funny."
Zhang Jing walked to his girlfriend and sat down, watching TV with her.
In the TV series, the second female lead, Caroline, was originally a wealthy girl from a well-off family. Her family fell into ruin when her father was imprisoned for allegedly operating a Ponzi scheme.
She had nothing but a horse, and because of that horse, Caroline was in a terrible state.
The story is humorous, but there is also some helplessness and sadness behind it.
Time gradually passed. It was cold outside and warm as spring inside. Ding Jiaqi slowly matured in Zhang Jing's arms.
Zhang Jing also gradually became sleepy, and the two of them cuddled together.
....
The next day is the weekend.
Zhang Jingran sent Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing to school, then took his backpack and went straight to the airport.
Although there is a mithril space, being empty-handed can easily arouse suspicion.
Before arriving at the airport, Zhang Jing bought two buckets of fried chicken nuggets and put them in his backpack as he passed by McDonald's because he was worried that the food on the plane would not be delicious.
Although it is a fast-growing chicken, even though half of the people on the street are fat people with waists like buckets and butts like sofas.
But it tastes good.
It is said that the scientists who have studied the tongue and taste the most in the world work for several top food companies.
I thought it was just a rumor before, but now it seems that it is most likely true.
However, the fried chicken was not allowed through security because it was too fragrant.
Awkward!
If it were two buckets of milk, Zhang Jing could give it a try. Two buckets of fried chicken was too much and too greasy.
A handsome young man with fine features, speaking Cantonese, came over to Zhang Jing with a suitcase in his hand and asked, "Brother, do you need any help?"
"Come on!" Zhang Jing handed over a bucket of fried chicken.
"My name is Guo Yue," Guo Yue took the fried chicken as he spoke, "I happen to be hungry. This must be a special fate."
Zhang Jing reminded clearly, "Although I look very manly, I am not the same person."
Guo Yue was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "You misunderstood, I just look pink, but I'm also a real man."
Without further ado, other people had already started boarding the plane. The two of them squatted beside them, feasting, and rushed into the cabin in the last three minutes.
Zhang Jing bought the economy class and Guo Yue bought the business class.
Pulling Zhang Jing, Guo Yue said generously, "You treat me to fried chicken, and I'll treat you to an upgrade."
Zhang Jing didn't expect such a good thing, so he readily agreed.
Because the plane stopped in Tokyo for three hours and arrived in Xiangjiang nineteen hours after departure.
After landing, Zhang Jing checked into the hotel directly, rested for a day and night, and then began to live a bohemian life.
Visit shopping malls, enjoy the beautiful scenery, go to nightclubs, watch horse racing, and taste delicious food.
On the tenth day after landing, Zhang Jing ran to the countryside and rented a country B&B facing the sea and surrounded by spring flowers.
On the twelfth day, Li Xing was called to deliver four boxes of sorafenib.
Li Xing arrived in just half an hour and saw four metal boxes. It was like seeing an alien. "It's impossible. How did you do it?"
"Everyone has their own way of survival," Zhang Jing said confidently, "100 kilograms are here. I'll leave the things to you. I'm in a hurry and I'm anxious to go back."
"Are you really in a hurry?" Li Xing muttered, "Why did you stay in Xiangjiang for more than ten days?"
Zhang Jing jumped to his feet, "Are you following me?"
Li Xing avoided answering, tilted his head to think, and then tried to ask, "Did you bribe the airline? How many members do you have?"
"How much are they worth?" Unable to answer, he forced the subject to change.
"The price is not as high as expected. Buyers are only willing to pay 600 meters per gram."
Zhang Jing was shocked, "Isn't this high?"
Li Xing’s expression remained unchanged, as if he had seen countless storms and waves, “5 mg of sorafenib is sold to patients for 120 to 140 RMB per dose;
1 gram is equal to 1000 mg. Calculated based on 120 RMB, it is worth 24,000 RMB per gram, which is about 3,600 per gram in rice dollars. "
Zhang Jinghehe, Li Xing calculated the terminal price, and the patient’s price is this.
The steps are reversed. Preparation manufacturers have to make money, hospitals have to make money, middlemen have to make money, and taxes are collected at every step.
Just imagine that farmers only sell a pound of apples for 70 to 80 cents, while in supermarkets they cost 70 to 80 cents. In comparison, Zhang Jing is quite contented that he can sell them for 600 meters per gram.
600 meters per gram, 100 pounds, according to the current exchange rate, a total of 370 million meters.
After deducting 10% commission and 9% tax, there is still 300 million. As expected, all opportunities to get rich overnight are written in the criminal law.
I had nothing else to do, so I took a flight out of Xiangjiang that day, still in economy class.
This time I was lucky, I sat next to a beautiful woman.
She is really beautiful, she is also a model, she has good facial features, is tall and has long legs, and has long wavy hair.
"What do you do?" the beautiful model asked Zhang Jing.
"Raise horses."
"This is a good job." It sounds good, but in fact women don't think so.
Perhaps she was too bored. After more than ten minutes of silence, the woman asked Zhang Jing again, "Have you ever met a scumbag?"
Thinking of Xiao Jing, Zhang Jing must have nodded.
"Don't be sad," the woman comforted stiffly, "If you talk more about it, you won't be sad anymore."
"Why?" Zhang Jing chatted absentmindedly.
"I'm used to the pain."
Zhang Jinghehe, this woman's mouth is really mean.
Bored, Zhang Jing asked the woman, "How do you avoid marrying a scumbag?"
"Practice makes perfect in everything. Just talk to a few boyfriends and you will definitely find the right one."
Zhang Jing was speechless. Is this sentence wrong?
It seems wrong, but it also seems right.
