432: What is this?

Besides Sun Youan and a few others praising Ziyong's scheme, the acquisition of Qier Waimai Platform by Feihuang Restaurant also spread like wildfire online.

Many universities, especially those specializing in economics, directly used this brilliant commercial battle as a case study.

...

After leaving Ziyong's home, Shanjing Village Entrance had originally planned to visit Feihuang Kindergarten and Feihuang Hospital.

But now he had no mood for it at all.

He immediately rushed to Wu City Airport with his assistant and secretary.

Soon, they boarded the plane.

Yamai Murayu kept thinking about the humiliation Ziyong had just inflicted on him, growing angrier and angrier with each thought.

"Ziyong! I'm going to make you lose everything!" Yamai Murayu clenched his fists, secretly vowing in his heart.

He had truly witnessed Ziyong's prowess.

Before, he had somewhat underestimated Ziyong, thinking that Ziyong was very young and probably didn't know much.

Now, after one acquisition discussion with Ziyong, Shanjing Village Entrance finally realized that Ziyong was truly difficult to deal with!

He had to start taking this seriously!

If he wanted to deal with Ziyong, he would have to dedicate himself to studying him without eating, drinking, or sleeping.

Only by knowing him like the back of his hand could he deal with him with ease.

"Oh, right, the book Ziyong gave me!" Shanjing Village Entrance remembered.

Ziyong had given him a book.

He had carefully kept it close to him, intending to study Ziyong through this book.

He was already impatient to start dealing with Ziyong.

He immediately began reading the book on the plane.

He could speak broken Chinese, and he recognized many Hua Xia characters, knowing most common ones.

Thirty-Six Stratagems!

After glancing at the cover, Shanjing Village Entrance took a deep breath and opened the book to the main text.

The more he read, the more he felt something was off.

Why was it all about teaching people how to pursue girls?

What was this 'art of mind attack' and all this other nonsense?

He read for a long time, until the plane was about to land, for a full two hours, and Shanjing Village Entrance still didn't understand what this book was about at all!

What in the world is this?

Shanjing Village Entrance felt something was very wrong!

He carefully flipped through it, looking at the cover again.

Only then did he see two crooked small characters written on it.

Picking up girls!

Put together, it was... Thirty-Six Stratagems for Picking Up Girls!

Shanjing Village Entrance's eyes widened in disbelief; it was actually this kind of trashy book!

He had been played by Ziyong!

Ah!

Shanjing Village Entrance felt a surge of heat in his chest.

"Qian! Zi! Yong!"

Shanjing Village Entrance roared, his face turning completely red with anger.

Everyone else looked at Shanjing Village Entrance with disdain.

This seemed to be a Sakura Country person.

Didn't they say Sakura Country people were very polite in public?

Sure enough, rumors were all lies.

This Sakura Country person was dressed impeccably but had no manners at all.

The flight attendant immediately came over to stop him, telling Shanjing Village Entrance to quiet down!

...

Ziyong didn't know that Shanjing Village Entrance was so angry on his way back that he was almost spitting blood.

He was diligently studying.

Finally, he had almost finished learning the medical-related professions.

"Humanity's development in medicine is still too shallow, merely scratching the surface."

Recalling the "Three Common Minor Ailments Set" in his mind, Ziyong sighed with emotion.

The formulation methods and knowledge involved in the "Three Common Minor Ailments Set" were far more advanced than modern medicine.

They were not on the same level at all.

Even if he disclosed the patent and the manufacturing methods, no one would be able to produce them.

In fact, even Ziyong himself only knew the manufacturing methods, but he didn't know the deeper principles yet.

After finishing these studies, Ziyong picked up a black coat, put it on, and walked out decisively.

"President Qian!" The bodyguards immediately followed.

They felt that President Qian was somehow different.

His demeanor had undergone a great change.

Before, he had the aura of an ordinary college student, but as his business grew, he increasingly had the aura of a boss.

And now, he even had the aura of an old expert, an old scholar.

It was somewhat unbelievable.

Ziyong said, "Let's go to the hospital."

Ziyong didn't drive himself; his bodyguard drove the car.

His sports car, ever since he bought it, had only been driven a few times; he often took a commercial vehicle.

Soon they arrived at Feihuang Hospital.

The bodyguard had already informed President Li Xinghe in advance, so as soon as Ziyong got out of the car, he saw President Li Xinghe waiting outside to greet him.

"Xinghe, how are the stores I asked you to open doing?" Ziyong asked.

Because the three medicines were very special, they couldn't be sold directly to customers; stores needed to be opened in various locations.

He had invested two billion into Feihuang Hospital, which, in addition to advertising, was also for opening stores.

Opening stores was not difficult; Feihuang Group had many talents in this area.

He briefly stated his requirements and put President Li Xinghe in charge of this matter.

"Boss, we've already selected over a hundred stores, and the locations have been scouted. Thirty are currently being renovated, and over seventy are negotiating rent with landlords," President Li Xinghe said.

Ziyong shook his head and said, "Too slow."

"There's no need to negotiate rent with landlords. It doesn't matter if the location is a bit out of the way; just find existing ones."

"When Feihuang does things, we never negotiate prices. If it's suitable, we sign; if not, we don't. Even if the landlord offers a lower price to rent to us again, we absolutely cannot accept it, understand?"

Ziyong hated dishonest people and landlords who tried to swindle others.

He didn't like the practice of asking exorbitant prices and then bargaining down.

If a landlord offered a price, as long as it wasn't more than 20% above the market price, he wouldn't haggle and would sign the contract directly.

If the landlord's price was more than 20% above the market price, then they were trying to swindle him, and he would turn around and leave.

Absolutely no delay.

Even if the landlord was willing to lower the price, he would never go back.

Even if it was given to him for free, he wouldn't want it!

President Li Xinghe's expression was serious: "Yes, Boss, I understand. I will tell the employees who are looking for properties!"

Ziyong nodded and said, "There's no need for much renovation either; the simpler, the better."

After a brief explanation, Ziyong led President Li Xinghe into the research institute.

There were many experts and professors here, most of whom specialized in cancer research.

There were all kinds of equipment here, and Ziyong scanned them, nodding in satisfaction.

"Not bad!" Ziyong picked up a beaker and said to President Li Xinghe beside him, "From now on, you will assist me in some research."

"Huh?" President Li Xinghe was stunned.

The other old experts and scholars were also stunned.

A white-haired old professor said, "President Qian, what are you doing?"

Ziyong said, "I'm temporarily borrowing this research lab. I need to make something!"

The old professor, Guang Jianyuan, widened his mouth and exclaimed in surprise, "President Qian, you're going to do research?"

"Medical research?"

"What research are you going to do?"

Guang Jianyuan asked three questions in confusion.

The others were also the same.

Many experts frowned.

They hated it when outsiders directed insiders.

Before, Ziyong had come, looked around, and then left, only letting them do their own research.

They thought Ziyong was good and understood boundaries.

But they never expected that Ziyong was going to cause a ruckus here.

Ziyong said, "I want to develop a cold medicine."

"Ah?" Guang Jianyuan exclaimed, "President Qian, you're going to make cold medicine?"