The other party's words were clearly showing off his strength.
Ye Yun looked at Smith and said, "Whether it's Mr. Wang Lao or Mr. Wu, or Smith himself, you can go and tell them. However, I believe that what you've said, within a year, I should be able to do better than Pfizer."
Smith was stunned, then turned and said no more, leaving with a laugh.
In his eyes, Ye Yun was completely putting on a brave front.
Young and with a little money, he had no sense of reverence.
And what about being able to do better than Pfizer.
Don't say that a startup like yours, even a Fortune Global 500 company, would dare to say something like this?
You must know that the pharmaceutical industry is notoriously profitable, with profits comparable to the internet!
Even higher than the internet by a considerable margin!
Why is this so?
The main expenses for the internet are servers, electricity, and personnel costs.
For pharmaceuticals, it's primarily R&D and personnel costs.
The average salary of a programmer is much higher than that in the pharmaceutical industry.
So it's no wonder Smith was so confident.
Now, in his heart, he felt extremely comfortable, having successfully put Ye Yun and Zhang Han, these two youngsters, in a difficult situation, like eating yellow bile and suffering in silence.
This feeling, this was the true power of being the head of Pfizer China and a man of status!
Ninety-nine percent of things in this world can be solved with money, and the remaining one percent can be solved with more money.
But at this moment, this saying might not be absolute.
At least Smith had achieved something that money might not be able to accomplish.
Moreover, although the one hundred million yuan had entered the company's account,
Smith had ten thousand ways to discreetly pocket the money for himself.
As for Ye Yun's ultimatum of giving him half a month to make a choice, Smith didn't take it to heart at all.
Let alone an ordinary person like Ye Yun, even if Wang Weiguo and Wu Xinmin, the two most influential figures in Jinling, came, what then?
If I'm unhappy, I won't give face!
At worst, we can escalate it to the consulate and see who backs down!
A few hours later, Ye Yun returned to Pfizer with over a hundred million in liquidated damages and a letter of understanding.
When everything was settled, Zhang Han was filled with frustration and gratitude.
He was grateful because Ye Yun was willing to spend a hundred million to clean up his mess.
His frustration stemmed from everything he had endured that day.
In the past, he had the pride of a scholar, looking down on everything, even refusing to give face to Smith, the head of Pfizer China.
But today, reality had taught him a lesson: one should never underestimate anyone in this world!
Let alone those in high positions.
However, no matter how nonchalant Ye Yun appeared or how much he valued Zhang Han, being unexpectedly tricked out of a hundred million yuan was truly infuriating.
Zhang Han walked up with a look of apology and said,
"Mr. Ye, I am truly sorry. Before I could create any value for you, I've caused such a huge problem. This is all my fault. You trusted me so much, and I, Zhang Han, will definitely achieve great things for you in the future. Please..."
"Smith was right about one thing. Just remember this lesson. Don't worry about the money. What's lost now, we'll earn back a hundredfold in the future. A hundred million for ten years of your time, I think that's a pretty good deal." Ye Yun didn't seem to care, his expression relaxed. "Besides, the matter isn't over yet. Only those who laugh last will laugh the best."
"Ah? But Pfizer is a Fortune Global 500 company. Even if you know truly influential people, would they offend Pfizer for such a trivial matter?" Zhang Han asked with disappointment.
From being the top student in school to directly becoming a senior executive in Pfizer's China region after graduating from Hamii Medical School, his life had been smooth sailing. He had always been respected by those around him.
In the past, with Pfizer as his backer, no one dared to cross him.
This had also given him a misconception that all competition in the world was fair, and people were upright.
But the lesson learned this time told him not to trust anyone lightly, especially those in positions of power.
When these people scheme, they are probably ten times more malicious than ordinary people!
The business world is different from life.
It's a place governed by the naked law of the jungle, survival of the fittest!
To survive and thrive here, one must learn to compromise.
Ye Yun paying out a hundred million was essentially a compromise. If he hadn't paid this money and chosen to fight Smith to the bitter end, he probably wouldn't have been able to help Zhang Han and would have gotten himself into trouble.
Of course, most people, after choosing to compromise, only think of giving up or forgetting. Ye Yun wouldn't do that.
Ye Yun's compromise was a temporary one, the optimal choice given the current situation.
It also allowed him to strike back at his so-called enemies when they were at their most triumphant.
Ye Yun actually viewed hatred with a certain detachment.
At least much more so than Zhang Han.
After all, in his previous life, he had lived for over sixty years. With so many years of experience, what kind of setbacks hadn't he encountered?
As long as it didn't involve Li Mengyao, Ye Yun wouldn't have any particularly extreme reactions.
So, at least in Ye Yun's eyes, Smith's behavior was perfectly normal.
Everyone wants to be the dominant one. Even if his daughter Coco encountered trouble in the future, he could stand tall and say,
"My dad is Ye Yun!"
Ye Yun felt that this could become a source of pride.
Of course, there's an old Chinese saying.
A gentleman fights for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense.
Ye Yun could understand Smith's behavior, but to push it onto himself and not seek justice would make people look down on him.
If he were truly like a kicked turtle, what would be the point of living?
He might as well find a secluded mountain temple and become a monk.
No!
Even Buddha fights for an incense stick, so being a monk wouldn't suit him either!
As for waiting until Yao Ke Group grew strong enough to crush Pfizer Group before seeking revenge.
Ye Yun hadn't considered that.
Revenge takes ten years for a gentleman; for a villain, it's too long overnight.
Ye Yun considered himself never to have been a gentleman, and at least he wouldn't do something as foolish as waiting ten years.
Half a month was already the longest time he had set for himself!
Zhang Han got into the car with Ye Yun. After closing the door, Ye Yun said, "Accompany me to Venice小区 tonight. I hope it won't interfere with your plans."
"Venice小区? What are we going there for?" Zhang Han asked, puzzled.
"To find the capital to make Smith pay ten times the price," Ye Yun replied.
Zhang Han was stunned, completely unaware of what Ye Yun was planning.
He knew Venice小区; it was a relatively upscale residential area near Pfizer's headquarters.
It was just a residential area, not a villa complex.
Who living there could be so formidable as to make Smith pay ten times the price?
"Looking at Smith's face, his eye sockets are sunken, his cheekbones are high, and his face shows signs of deceit. In physiognomy, this is called the appearance of being greedy for wealth and lustful. For the past decade or so, he has held the position of head of Pfizer China. How much power-for-sex and power-for-money transactions are involved? For example, the hundred million I gave today, do you think Smith will actually credit it to Pfizer's corporate account?"
"Pfizer is very powerful, and we can't afford to provoke them for now. But, Smith is not Pfizer!"