I Am A Boss Mommy That Wants To Slack

367 Recrimination! (1)

Chu Cichen’s voice was calm. “Director Shen.”

The person who called him was precisely Shen Zhong.

Shen Zhong’s voice rang out from the other end. “I’ll take your raw materials.”

Chu Yuan. “!!”

Although he had no idea what was happening, he was finally relieved. After that, he immediately made a gesture to Chu Cichen.

Chu Cichen asked, “The price?”

Shen Zhong replied, “50% of the market price. How about it?”

Chu Yuan immediately performed an ‘okay’ gesture.

Although they had spent a lot of money—over 100 million including the research costs—to get the technology and cultivate this batch of materials, the money spent was, in fact, to be used for connecting them to the Shen Family since they had just arrived at the capital.

net worth had long since exceeded a billion.

it would signify a problem later on when the Chu Family tried to break into the pharmaceutical market

was controlled by the Shen

Family and getting them to circulate the news would it show that the Shen

free, as long

price being 50% or

they can’t even take care of themselves, and you guys will be out of supply for two months at the very least. If their research period lengthens due to some reason or whatnot, the duration of you lacking the supplies will

Zhong’s pitch rose. “What? Is CEO

his eyelids. “I can sell them to you at market price, but I want you to sign a two-year purchasing

you think I have no idea about the purpose behind your company producing this batch of raw materials? Isn’t it to fawn

also turned cold. “If you just want to purchase them in a one-off deal, sure. I’ll sell them to you at

we don’t take your materials, we can simply choose not to produce this medicine. But as for you guys, leaving aside the loss in investment, you will never be able to

are in need of this medicine every week. If you guys don’t produce it, what will happen

“What do their lives have got to do with me? Oh, CEO Chu, it seems that you feel a very sense of responsibility toward society. Things are easy to solve then. If you don’t sell

eyes and coldly glanced over, only to see Chu Cichen’s fingers tightening on his phone. The green veins at the back of his hands were throbbing in

and those who needed this medicine had to spend $60,000 per month. That meant, just the thousands of people in the capital would create an income stream of hundreds of