When Ye Yun asked him, Zhang Han's face immediately showed an expression of admiration.
"Licorice Medicine is definitely the best special medicine on the market for treating Alzheimer's disease, bar none! Mr. Ye, I truly admire you. How did you develop it? It's incredible!"
"Just as you said, the biggest effect of this medicine is to regulate the body and strengthen its foundation. I tested it, and the efficacy is not fake at all! Incredible, simply incredible! It's practically a miracle in medical history!"
"See, my body is much better now than before!"
As he spoke, Zhang Han even patted his chest as if to prove his point.
Regarding Licorice Medicine, he had only tried a little before keenly realizing it was a divine medicine!
His body was trembling faintly.
At this moment, Ye Yun's words from their first meeting echoed in his mind.
"The price of this medicine will definitely not exceed one thousand yuan!"
Not exceeding one thousand yuan!
What kind of concept was that?
Compared to Licorice Medicine, Pfizer's medicine was simply garbage among garbage!
If he hadn't personally experienced the miraculous effects of Licorice Medicine, Zhang Han wouldn't have had such a strong feeling.
"Haha, I'm glad you're satisfied. Alright, we should go see Mr. Smith. I'd like to see what he's planning!" Ye Yun said with a smile and stood up.
...
Meanwhile, at the China regional headquarters of Pfizer.
President's office.
"Ming Li, are they here?" Smith looked at the Chinese man before him, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
Li Ming was now the head of Pfizer's sales department.
That's right, after Zhang Han resigned, Li Ming was quickly promoted to replace Zhang Han's position.
And it was Smith himself who promoted him!
Compared to Zhang Han, Li Ming's abilities were certainly much inferior.
But Li Ming was good at handling things, which satisfied Smith.
Subordinates who obey are far more important than capable ones.
Highly capable subordinates might not be easily controlled by their superiors.
Moreover, Li Ming was practically an extension of his thoughts; whatever Smith wanted to do but couldn't, Li Ming handled it perfectly for him.
Such a person naturally became his confidant in no time.
Someone like Zhang Han, Smith worried that he might become too powerful in the future and even threaten his position.
But with Li Ming, he had no such worries.
Insufficient ability, and not a native of Yankee land, what was there to fear?
"Mr. Smith, the receptionist just informed me that Zhang Han has arrived downstairs with his new master. Should I see them?" Li Ming said.
"Tell them to come up. I'll meet them in the conference room."
"Yes, Mr. Smith!" Li Ming replied.
Then, as if remembering something, a sly smile appeared on Li Ming's face as he handed a room key card to Smith.
"Mr. Smith, those two models you met at the last banquet. They'll be staying in the Presidential Suite at the Hilton tonight. Here's the room key. As for Mrs. Smith, I've arranged for someone to keep her company playing mahjong all night, so she won't call you!"
After hearing this, a spark of desire flashed in Smith's eyes, and he silently accepted the room key card.
How could he not like such a thoughtful subordinate?
Unlike that Zhang Han, how did that saying in China go?
A rock in a privy, smelly and hard!
Soon, Ye Yun met Smith in the conference room, with Li Ming standing beside him.
Smith had the normal appearance of a Westerner, around forty years old. To be the head of Pfizer China, he must have considerable connections.
He looked kind when he smiled, but it was impossible to reach such a position without some cunning.
"Mr. Ye, you have guts, daring to harbor Zhang Han. Are you trying to cross me, Smith?" Upon arrival, Smith began to interrogate him.
In fact, if he hadn't known that Ye Yun had given Zhang Han two hundred million, he wouldn't have met Ye Yun at all.
But someone who could easily produce two hundred million was no ordinary person.
He was worth meeting personally for Smith.
"Smith, if you continue with this attitude, I don't think there's any point in us talking. Zhang Han, let's go." Hearing the unfriendly tone, Ye Yun snorted coldly.
What was he?
Threatening him?
If it were a month ago, when Ye Yun hadn't yet risen, he might have truly feared Smith.
But it was different now. In terms of funds, Ye Yun held nearly a billion yuan.
In terms of connections, Wang Weiguo and Wu Xinming were both his esteemed guests.
It could be said that Ye Yun had now established his momentum, with ample opportunities to achieve his goals.
The reason he came to see Smith this time was to see what tricks the man was up to.
However, if it was just this kind of boring posturing, Ye Yun felt it was a complete waste of time.
Seeing Ye Yun and Zhang Han stand up to leave, Smith wasn't in a hurry. He casually took out a document and placed it on the table.
"You're free to leave whenever you want, but I suggest you finish reading the information before you go..."
Ye Yun and Zhang Han unconsciously looked over. Seeing Smith's confident demeanor, they couldn't help but be curious.
Why was he so nonchalant?
But as soon as they saw the contents of the document, their faces changed drastically, becoming extremely grim.
Zhang Han even gritted his teeth as he looked at Smith, his eyes turning red.
"Smith, I'll curse your ancestors! I'll fight you!"
As he spoke, Zhang Han rolled up his sleeves and prepared to attack.
Such behavior from a top graduate of Hammi Medical College was simply unimaginable!
It was evident how much the document Smith produced had stimulated Zhang Han!
"Zhang Han, you dare!" Li Ming immediately showed his loyalty, blocking in front of Smith.
On the other hand, Ye Yun naturally couldn't let Zhang Han charge forward. He quickly stopped him and said to Smith, looking him in the eye.
"You're quite despicable."
Smith remained seated in the main chair, unfazed, with the same honest expression, and mocked.
"You flatter me, you flatter me. Zhang Han signed it himself, how can you say I'm despicable? Zhang Han, do I need to remind you of the specific details? Li Ming, you don't need to stop him, I want to see if Zhang Han has the guts to lay a hand on me, a citizen of Yankee land."
His eyes were filled with endless mockery.
"Ye, my time is tight, and I don't have time to waste here with you. Now, you have two choices: either help him pay this one billion, or quickly take back his two hundred million and let this kid get lost!"
"Don't say I, Smith, am unreasonable. After all, Zhang Han was my subordinate. I'll give you three days. In three days, I want an answer!"
"Now, get out!"
...
Leaving Pfizer, Ye Yun and Zhang Han were like stray dogs.
Zhang Han's face was ashen, and he cursed incessantly.
"I want to find a lawyer! I don't believe Pfizer is above the law! When I resigned, he made me sign a voluntary resignation letter, and I never expected him to add that clause!"
Ye Yun said calmly, "First, think carefully if you've signed anything else. This is very important."
He was very calm. No wonder Zhang Han had lived a bleak life for ten years in his previous life.
It turned out it was that clause in the resignation letter.
Zhang Han, after leaving Pfizer, was prohibited from engaging in the pharmaceutical industry for ten years, with a breach of contract penalty of one billion!