Rural Shennong

In the attic, Bao Zhixi rubbed the center of her brows with a sad face.

Bao Zhixi was disturbed by the unreliable people under her command.

Now she didn't know who to trust, so she had to ask Bao Mengzhu to discuss it first.

When Bao Mengzhu arrived at the small attic, he saw that his sister's face was not very good-looking, so he quickly asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Bao Zhixi sighed: "Mengzhu, before I came back, you also participated in the management of the pharmaceutical factory at home."

"Now I have some problems, I don't know who to talk to, I can only discuss with you."

After Bao Zhixi finished talking about the situation she encountered, Bao Mengzhu was very surprised: "How could this happen?"

"In the past, the second factory has never experienced a sharp drop in sales for a week in a row."

"Could it be... Could it be that some new brand of painkillers appeared on the market, squeezing the market share of our pharmaceutical company?"

Bao Zhixi shook her head and said, "Impossible, I have always been watching the pharmaceutical market personally."

"If a competitor comes along, I'll definitely know about it."

"And we used the top-grade Artemisia annua provided by Chen Ping, the newly produced Artemisia annua Pain Relief Pill, which has an excellent effect."

"Even if there are competitors, they may not be able to beat us."

When Chen Ping was mentioned, she suddenly remembered the last time Chen Ping met her a few days ago and warned her.

Bao Zhixi pursed her lips and pondered for a moment: "I suspect that it may be the ghost of the No. [-] factory!"

Bao Mengzhu didn't believe it: "Sister, why did you say that?"

"I know that you and your second brother made a bet in front of grandpa to fight for the inheritance of our family's property."

"But no matter how unreliable the second brother's work is, he can't destroy his foundation and ruin the common interests of our family, right?"

Bao Chengzu is indeed unlikely to do such a thing, but there is Shi Chengpeng behind him who keeps talking about him.

Bao Zhixi was also a little unbelievable, but she couldn't think of any special reason that would cause the sales to drop so sharply.

"How about this, let's go out secretly, find a pharmacy and buy some Qinghao painkillers produced by the second factory, take it back and have a look."

"If it's not because of the first factory, let's think of other ways to solve the problem."

The two sisters went to a random pharmacy in the city, entered the house, and Bao Zhixi asked for Qinghao Zhitong Pills by name.

The salesperson frowned slightly: "Your Qinghao painkillers?"

Bao Zhixi was puzzled and said: "Yes, I think your pharmacy is not small, it should have this kind of medicine."

The salesperson pouted: "There are many kinds of painkillers, I recommend you to use something else."

Bao Zhixi and Bao Mengzhu looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Bao Mengzhu asked: "Why don't you sell me Qinghao Zhitong Pills? That medicine is an old brand, or a pure Chinese medicine preparation, with no side effects, isn't it good?"

The salesperson chuckled: "Miss, this is your first purchase, right?"

"What you know is the old calendar."

"The current Qinghao Zhitong Pill has no side effects as before, but the pain-relieving effect is also the same as none."

"Many customers who bought Qinghao Zhitong Pills these days came to our pharmacy to ask for a return. We were all very worried."

"Our manager is talking to those drug dealers about returning the goods."

"However, I heard that the pharmaceutical factory that makes Qinghao Zhitong Pills has a strong background."

"I'm afraid our manager can only accept this dumb loss."

"If you have to ask for Qinghao Zhitong Pills, it's not impossible."

"But let me say it first, we won't return the goods when they are sold out."

Bao Mengzhu was stunned. She didn't expect her family to sell Qinghao painkiller pills for many years, and now their reputation in the pharmaceutical market is so bad.

When she came back to her senses, she hastily defended herself: "This is impossible, Qinghao Zhitong Pill obviously..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bao Zhixi waved her hand to stop her: "Meng Zhu, stop talking."

She knew what Bao Mengzhu was going to say.

Even the Qinghao Zhitong Pill produced by the second factory is an old recipe and old craftsmanship, and it cannot be as unbearable as the salesperson said.

But what's the point of them pleading with a migrant worker?

Bao Zhixi said indifferently: "I want to buy a box, no matter whether it works or not, you don't need to return it."

The salesperson pouted: "Okay then, you wait."

There were no Qinghao painkillers on the shelf, so the salesperson ran to the warehouse and took out a box, and handed it to Bao Zhixi.

Because there is only one package for Bao’s Qinghao Zhitong pills, only the people in Bao’s pharmaceutical factory can tell from the production number whether it is produced by the first factory or the second factory.

When Bao Zhixi looked at the serial number, she knew that this box of medicine was a product of the first factory.

She looked through it for a long time, but found nothing unusual for the time being, and asked, "How many Qinghao Zhitong pills do you have in your store? Is there only this number?"

Bao Zhixi pointed to the number on the edge of the medicine box to show the salesperson.

The salesperson glanced at it: "I didn't pay much attention, it should be about the same."

Bao Zhixi frowned and said, "Take out all the inventory and show me."

The salesperson's face darkened: "Buying a box of medicine, why are you so troublesome? Buy it if you like it, or let it go if you don't buy it."

Bao Mengzhu was a little anxious: "What are you talking about, I..."

Bao Zhixi stopped Bao Mengzhu again, and said softly, "You take them all out and let me choose, I'll just buy twenty boxes, how about it?"

Hearing what she said, the salesperson smiled immediately: "All right, all right, just wait, I'll get it for you right away."

The manager of their pharmacy has said that Qinghao Zhitong Pills can be sold as much as they can sell. As long as they are sold, no one will return the product, and the salesperson will get [-]% of the sales.

Anyway, this batch of goods is considered a smash, and it can be regarded as a profit if it can get back some of the capital.

Not long after, the salesperson pushed a small trolley and pushed out a bunch of Qinghao painkillers.

Among them, ten boxes were unopened, and more than twenty boxes were loose.

Bao Zhixi's face was very ugly after reading these medicines.

The boxes are all products from the first factory, and only three boxes of the scattered ones are products from the second factory.

She knew that the scale of the first factory was much larger than that of the second factory, and Shi Chengpeng's supply of medicinal materials was also more sufficient than Chen Ping's.

Therefore, the output of the first factory must be inferior to that of the second factory.

But she didn't expect that the market share of the first factory's products was so much higher than that of her second factory.

"These loose boxes, pack them up for me."

After paying the money, the sisters took the medicine and got into the car, all of them were worried.

Bao Mengzhu also found a huge gap in market share between the first factory and the second factory: "Even if the production capacity of the first factory is large, it can't be so much larger than our second factory?"

"Could it be that the second brother secretly expanded the production line?"

How did she know that the most complicated part of the production process of Qinghao pills is the extraction and addition of artemisinin.

Bao Chengzu cut corners and greatly reduced the extraction and addition process of artemisinin. He only pursued fast and large production, and viciously competed with the second factory to grab the market.

In addition, Bao Chengzu bought the financial manager of the second factory, which made Bao Zhixi miss the best opportunity to detect the abnormality.

As a result, Bao Zhixi did not find that the market share was being squeezed in a short period of time.

Therefore, the medicine of a factory can put so many goods in the pharmaceutical market in a short period of time.

Bao Mengzhu had doubts about the sharp increase in the production of the first factory, combined with the sharp drop in sales of the second factory, and the word-of-mouth problem mentioned by the salesperson.

They haven't checked the medicines produced by the first factory yet, and they have a bad feeling in their hearts.

"Sister, the medicines produced by the No. [-] factory should be...no problem, right?"

Bao Zhixi's eyes were stern: "I also hope that these medicines are fine. I'll know when I get to the factory and test them in the laboratory."

The two sisters returned to the factory and immediately took the medicine to the laboratory.

The inspector who was on duty in the inspection department was the same inspector who had inspected the top-quality Artemisia annua sent by Chen Ping.

Seeing Bao Zhixi put a large plastic bag of Qinghao painkiller pills on the table, she looked unhappy.

The inspector's heart skipped a beat: "Mr. Bao, what is this?"