Suzhou City.
A pharmaceutical factory.
"Director, the most important thing in our pharmaceutical industry is conscience. Profits are secondary. The key is to consider the interests of the people."
Director Li frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Xiao, tell me, what kind of medicine do you want the factory to produce?"
"There are currently no traditional Chinese medicines on the market. Only by increasing the scale of production and producing cheap traditional Chinese medicines can we serve the people and truly cure their illnesses."
Director Li sneered and said: "The medicine will cure the disease? Do you think our pharmaceutical factory is doing charity? If pharmaceuticals are not profitable, then those workers in the factory will raise horses for me? Xiao Xiao, can you give me I remember that good medicine is not a good commodity.”
Xiao Liang suddenly shuddered and said: "Director, can you bear to watch ordinary people using medicines that cannot cure diseases and continue to suffer?"
Director Li said coldly: "Whether they can be cured well or not does it conflict with me selling other medicines? What does it have to do with me whether they are in pain or not? We only need to be responsible for making money and pursuing the ultimate benefit."
Xiao Liang was silent.
He originally entered the pharmaceutical factory with great ambitions. He thought it was the cleanest enterprise in the world. He chose to join it based on the purpose of serving the people wholeheartedly.
The result was a huge disappointment.
In the eyes of businessmen, even a life-saving medicine can be called a commodity. How terrifying is this?
He no longer wants to collude with these people and associate with them.
Director Li patted Xiao Liang's shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiao Liang, you are still young now. You will only understand many things when you are my age. In this world, everything is based on profit. , no one will do business that doesn’t make money. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be called business, it would be called charity, do you understand?”
Xiao Liang pondered for a moment and said: "We have different paths and we cannot conspire against each other. Since you, the factory director, insist on raising the price of medicines in accordance with the Sima family's wishes, then I'd better choose to resign. I don't want to be complicit with you."
Director Li's eyes were splitting as he said: "You are noble! You are amazing! Do you think that you alone can change the current pharmaceutical market? You are simply wishful thinking and wishful thinking!"
Xiao Liang kept smiling and said: "Director Li, people always have to have dreams, otherwise what is the difference between them and salted fish? And I believe that in the future there will be such a pharmaceutical factory that is not for profit, but only for the benefit of the people. We use the best medicine and are willing to operate at a loss."
"You are fucking sick, get out of here right now." Director Li roared at Xiao Liang.
Such young people can only shout passionate slogans, what's the use?
When he breaks through the south wall, he will one day discover that the law of operation in this world is that interests come first, and no one will do anything without interests.
Xiao Liang left Hongda Pharmaceutical Factory and breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, he no longer has to ignore his conscience and produce medicines.
He never imagined that the pharmaceutical factory would be filled with countless darkness.
The cost of medicines is very low, and it is obvious that people can enjoy the best medicines at the lowest cost.
But the philosophy of these pharmaceutical factories is to complicate simple drugs and use drugs to make more money from ordinary people. This is naked oppression!
Xiao Liang really couldn't stand the condemnation of his conscience and had no choice but to leave the factory voluntarily.
In the days that followed, he visited many pharmaceutical factories, only to find that many of them had the same philosophy, all of which put profit first.
"Isn't there a pharmaceutical factory that doesn't care about profits and is more dedicated to serving the people?"
In ancient times, there was a couplet in the drugstore, which said, "I would rather put the medicine on the shelf to become dust, and hope there would be no suffering in the world."
However.
In today's era, I'm afraid such noble moral character has long been forgotten by the world, right?
Xiao Liang lived a very miserable life in the following days, and even the landlord kicked him out of the rental house.
He could only huddle in an alley every day, living a miserable life, relying on eating steamed buns to make ends meet.
If he can no longer find a job, he will have no choice but to return to his hometown in Suzhou.
Just when Xiao Liang felt helpless, the roar of an engine suddenly sounded in the alley.
The noisy roar woke Xiao Liang from his sleep.
Suddenly, a high-beam light shone on Xiao Liang's face, and he couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands.
A man in casual clothes got out of the sports car and walked slowly towards the alley where Xiao Liang was.
"Is it Xiao Liang?"
At this time, Xiao Liang had been living in embarrassment for a few days, and Xia Ye had already lost his ability to see his face clearly.
But Xia Ye remembered that Xiao Liang said that he once lived a very miserable life and often slept in the alleys of Guanqian Street and lived a life of poverty.
But what Xia Ye never expected was that the poverty Xiao Liang mentioned was actually worse than a homeless person.
Xiao Liang was startled for a moment, nodded and said: "I...I am Xiao Liang, who are you?"
Xia Ye stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "My name is Xia Ye, and I want to hire you as the director of Tai Chi Pharmaceutical Factory."
"Huh???" Xiao Liang flipped up his hair like a beggar in confusion, "You want me to be the director of the factory?"
Xia Ye smiled and said, "Is there any problem? I think you are capable enough to be the factory director."
Xiao Liang took a deep breath and asked quickly: "Then what is the direction of our pharmaceutical factory? Is it to produce drugs in commercial form?"
"No, just follow your philosophy, just to cure people's diseases, no matter how much benefit it can generate."
Xiao Liang was stunned.
Does such a boss really exist in this world?
Xiao Liang confirmed: "Are you serious? Are you sure you don't sell medicines as commodities? You won't raise the price of medicines?"
"Not only will I not raise the price of medicines too high, I will also force all pharmaceutical manufacturers to lower their prices together. In the worst case, there will be a price war."
Hearing such a courageous boss, Xiao Liang was as excited as a fish in water: "Do you really think so?"
"Do you know why our pharmaceutical factory is called Tai Chi Pharmaceutical Factory? Because Tai Chi is Tao, and what our pharmaceutical factory represents is the Tao of Heaven."
Xiao Liang was so moved that his eyes turned red. He was like a thousand-mile horse finally being appreciated by Bole.
Xiao Liang finally couldn't hold back this hard-earned kindness.
"Thanks!"
"Xiao Liang, I understand what your ideals are! I would rather take medicine and live in the dust, I hope there is no suffering in the world."
Xiao Liang was so moved that tears kept pouring out of his eyes.
It's hard to find a true friend in this world, and it's even harder to find someone who understands you.
"I'm willing to follow you!"
Say it.
Xiao Liang wiped his dirty hands on his body, and then held hands with Xia Ye tightly...
