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Speaking of Sildenafil Citrate tablets, everyone might find the name unfamiliar, but in his previous life, the people of Huaxia gave this thing a catchy name: viagra!

That's right, it's viagra.

This aphrodisiac, launched in 1998, could generate over seven hundred million dollars in profit in its first year and between one to two billion dollars annually for the next fourteen years. It was truly a legendary drug.

Wang Xiuyuan was very envious of this; as a transmigrator, he naturally understood just how profitable this thing would be once it hit the market.

However, as a person of Huaxia, he understood a certain truth even better: 'An ordinary man is innocent, but treasuring a jade ring becomes his crime.'

If such a profitable medicine were held in the hands of someone like him, who had no power or influence, it would certainly attract the greed of various factions. He wouldn't be able to keep it.

Others could use various administrative means to suppress him, forcing the drug off the shelves or suspending sales in various countries to pressure him into yielding a portion of the profits.

Wang Xiuyuan had seen many such cases in his previous life. Although this body was a second-generation Chinese born in America, so what?

Never mind being a second-generation Chinese; even if it were Mark Zuckerberg or Bill Gates, what of it?

Once an enterprise becomes a giant in a certain field, it can continuously generate massive profits. Faced with such sustained and stable wealth, how could the major American financial syndicates, old money families, and political dynasties sit still?

Otherwise, why would Facebook and Microsoft be investigated under the guise of monopoly charges?

The reality is that one or a group of powerful figures who didn't get a piece of the pie are unhappy. They find an excuse to attack the vested interests, almost explicitly saying, 'I want a bite of this cake too. If you don't let me eat, I'll flip the table so no one can eat.'

The stories that follow are the news reports seen by ordinary people. In reality, behind these reports are the games played by various big shots. Once the issue of profit distribution is settled, the matter naturally dies down.

The fact that the parent holding companies of Facebook and Microsoft were not forcibly broken up in the end is a classic example.

If the various factions cannot agree on the distribution of interests, there are two possible outcomes.

One is that a winner is decided; you can tell who won or lost by looking at the court's ruling. The second is that no winner is decided and things remain in a stalemate; in that case, the American courts will hold hearing after hearing until a winner finally emerges or a compromise is reached.

It would be fine if viagra didn't make money in Wang Xiuyuan's hands. But if it were managed well and made money like in his previous life, the thousands of pharmaceutical companies in the American medical-industrial complex would surely pounce on him like mad dogs to snatch benefits, and he wouldn't be able to refuse.

So even if he were to exchange for the viagra formula and process now, he wouldn't be able to use it. He could only temporarily give up on that idea.

As for other things, there were only two that Wang Xiuyuan currently had his eye on: one was [Master-level Currency Trading Experience], and the other was [Master-level Baji Quan].

Master-level Currency Trading Experience cost as much as five hundred thousand Sin Points in the system. It was also a technique with incredible money-making potential. However, Wang Xiuyuan already possessed Master-level Futures Trading Experience and Stock Trading Experience, so he wasn't particularly interested in Master-level Currency Trading Experience.

The reason he was considering Master-level Baji Quan was entirely because it was a fierce and impressive-looking internal martial art. It was very practical for both actual combat and self-defense. He was currently still lying in a hospital bed; how could he not take precautions against such things happening again?

The point that made him hesitate was that the frequency of using this skill after exchanging for it wouldn't be high. In America, what rich person doesn't equip themselves with a security team?

Don't even mention money. His mind contained a wealth of advanced information, combined with the skills exchanged from the system; as long as he didn't court death in this life, he certainly wouldn't have to worry about money.

Furthermore, compared to the five hundred thousand Sin Point price tag of Master-level Currency Trading Experience, the Master-level Baji Quan at only twenty thousand Sin Points did indeed seem excessively cheap.

After careful consideration, Wang Xiuyuan ultimately chose the Master-level Currency Trading Experience. After all, it was more expensive.

Besides, he would definitely use this technical experience sooner or later. It was better to use the exchange voucher to get it for free now. Five hundred thousand Sin Points were so hard to earn... Wang Xiuyuan stayed in the hospital for a full half-month. All the medical expenses were paid by Wang Lie. No wonder he was able to stay in a private room after being sent to the hospital; it turns out the financial backer had arranged it.

Upon learning this news, Wang Xiuyuan was momentarily at a loss whether to laugh or cry. This guy spent money to hire gang thugs to teach him a harsh lesson, beating him so badly he was hospitalized with serious injuries.

And then he showed great mercy by paying for his treatment. He really couldn't understand Wang Lie's logic.

However, recalling the series of bizarre and foolish operations after Wang Lie took over Wang An Computer Company in his previous life, he felt relieved.

After being discharged, Wang Xiuyuan immediately went to school to process his suspension. It was already early August, and Yale University starts its term at the end of August every year. If he didn't take advantage of his free time now to handle the suspension, he wouldn't be able to manage it when the time came.

His most important task now was to get money and use that ten million dollars to make even more money.

As for a diploma from Yale University, in the eyes of the wealthy, it was just a piece of paper.

When needed, it could be used for small talk with fellow Yale alumni or graduates from other prestigious schools, and that was about it.

Wang Xiuyuan wasn't worried about the diploma at all. Once he became wealthy, he would donate a sum of money to the school, and a sensible president would hand him the diploma with a smile on his face.

Even if he had only attended classes for a year, so what? What could be more important than a large donation and a famous first-generation self-made billionaire alumnus?

This small issue was standard practice. Even if the students at the school found out, they wouldn't mind because they had seen it many times and were already used to it.

Moreover, the vast majority of students hoped there would be more people donating to the school. That way, the school would have more funds to distribute to them as scholarships. In a sense, they were also beneficiaries.

The students wouldn't mind Wang Xiuyuan's little maneuver at all. You can't enjoy the benefits someone sends your way and then turn around and curse them for being a wealthy tycoon.

This kind of 'picking up the bowl to eat and putting it down to curse the mother' behavior—never mind how the school administration would react—the poor students who relied on scholarships for tuition and living would tear such trash to pieces first.

And it wasn't just Yale University that operated this way; all American universities followed this logic, even starting from the admission quotas.

Academic grades or social practice resumes didn't meet the admission standards?

No problem, come donate a library to the school. If a library feels too expensive, donating a dormitory building is also fine.

Of course, schools most welcomed parents who donated cash, because it was convenient for the school to use the money directly upon receipt.

Depending on the student's actual situation, the donation amount would vary. However, if one could find a few alumni to write recommendation letters, the donation amount could be appropriately reduced. If recommended by a famous alumnus, the amount could be significantly less.

In 2014, Pan Shiyi donated fifteen million dollars to Harvard University and ten million dollars to Yale University in the same year. Was it because these two schools were in financial difficulty? Or was it because he loved these two schools?

Don't be ridiculous. Pan Shiyi and Zhang Xin had two sons. Later, one of these sons went to Yale University, and the other went to Harvard University.

These two donations were purely advance investments.