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Chapter 58 Shares in Pharmaceutical Companies

Ian saw that Muto was hesitant, thought about it, and then said: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you. What I asked you to do for me will definitely speed up the time for you to realize your wish."

Originally, Muto was already leaning towards Ian's decision, and Ian's words were even more of a boost. After hearing this, Muto immediately nodded and agreed to Ian's request, saying: "Tell me, what do I need to do?"

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The two left the restaurant and went straight to Morgan Pharmaceutical Company. Although this company is not big, its management is still very standardized. After entering, someone immediately received them and took them to visit the exhibition hall on the first floor to introduce the company's products to them.

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"In addition to selling these medicines, we can also process various medical reagents..." The receptionist introduced politely, but she saw two men, one fat and one thin, looking around all the time. They did not introduce her at all.

Not interested.

"Huh? Why did you stop? Let's continue with the introduction. That's very good." Ian smiled at the receptionist.

"Sir, our company's products and businesses have many categories. Why don't you tell me the purpose of your coming here, so that I can better introduce you to the corresponding content." The receptionist smiled politely.

"Haha, I'm impatient." Ian smiled at Muto.

"Go and tell your boss that we are here to help him solve the problem." Muto sat down on the sofa, making everyone around him worried that the sofa would fall apart.

After a few minutes, the receptionist came over and said, "Gentlemen, the boss invites you to come to his office to talk."

The two went to the office on the third floor. Inside was a tall, thin, middle-aged man. With just one look at him, Ian could confirm that the information Mira told him was correct.

I saw this man with dark circles under his eyes, full of stubble, a tie hanging casually around his neck, and an ashtray on the table full of cigarette butts. The messy tabletop and the image of the man were telling Ian and Muto that this man

I'm stuck on something, and so far I haven't found a solution.

"Can you help me solve the problem?" The middle-aged man didn't hesitate and went straight to the topic without even asking about their identity.

"It should be possible." Ian smiled and said something ambiguous.

"Do you know what my problem is?" the middle-aged man asked.

"If we didn't know, we wouldn't have come here. Your current problem is money. Am I right?" Ian asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man was stunned and then asked: "Then can you help me?"

"Yes, but I also need your help." Ian replied.

"As long as you can help me solve the problem, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you. After all, there is no free lunch." After hearing what Ian said, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the chair.

"Haha, don't you ask me what I want you to do for me?" Ian laughed.

"I can't control that much anymore. If my problem can't be solved, the company will go bankrupt within a week. I have worked hard for many years to get where I am today. I don't want to live the same life again, so as long as your affairs don't

Even if you let me go to jail, I will not refuse." The middle-aged man lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go to jail. Instead, it will make you rich." Ian said.

"You can tell me now how you plan to help me." The middle-aged man put out his cigarette and sat up straight.

"I know you have a problem with your funds. You have not made a profit for six months in a row. There are only a few thousand dollars left in your company's account. Your employees' salaries are not guaranteed this month. Am I right?" Yi

En said.

"I don't know where you got the news from, but it's good. What next?" the middle-aged man asked.

"I want to acquire your company." Ian stated the purpose of his trip.

"Acquisition?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly and said: "Impossible, I will never sell the company. If I want to sell, will funds be a problem?"

"Maybe what I said is not accurate, I mean, acquire part of the company and we cooperate." Ian explained again.

"You mean buying shares?"

"Well, that's pretty much what it means. I'll give you some money to invest in the company. I won't interfere in any of the company's operations. I just need you to help me produce a batch of medicines." Ian said.

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was stunned. This is a very simple matter. There is no need to buy shares at all. You can easily find a pharmaceutical company by taking out the money, so he asked doubtfully: "Doesn't this require buying shares in the company?

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"Of course, but I don't like to have too many people know about my work, so having my own pharmaceutical company will make me feel at ease." Ian replied.

Only then did the middle-aged man understand, and he was secretly thinking, what if he wanted me to produce DP?

It's not like he has nothing. Besides, other pharmaceutical companies have also researched many illegal drugs behind the scenes. If he doesn't agree, he will definitely find someone else.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man asked: "How much do you plan to pay?"

"I have asked someone to estimate it. The value of your company is about 10 million US dollars. I will invest 5 million US dollars, accounting for 30% of the shares. What do you think?" Ian asked

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"Well, that's reasonable. I agree. When will your money arrive?" the middle-aged man asked immediately.

"I can transfer it to you now, but this time I will only pay one million U.S. dollars first, and the rest, after you help me make the medicine, I will pay another one million U.S. dollars, and the last three million U.S. dollars will be paid next month

I will pay you in one lump sum at this time." Ian said.

"Okay." After the middle-aged man agreed, Ian transferred one million to the company's account.

When he saw the money arrived, a smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face and he said: "Thank you, but the medicine you want to make is not DP, right?"

"Of course not, it's just some ordinary potions." Ian also smiled.

"Then... do you have finished medicine that needs to be analyzed and copied, or..." the middle-aged man asked.

"I have the formula for the potion, but it will take two days before I can give it to you. Also, my name is Ian. You can just call me Mr. Ian from now on." Ian smiled.

"Haha, okay, Mr. Ian, then you can call me Dr. Morgan." Morgan also smiled.

Soon, after signing a simple agreement, Ian and Muto left the company.

"What's next?" Muto asked after leaving the company gate.

"The next thing you need to do is to take the field." Ian took a deep breath, looked at the sky, and spoke to Muto in a low voice.

"What? Are you going to set a fire?" Muto looked at Ian in surprise.

"That's right." After getting Ian's exact answer, Muto knew that he would be unable to persuade him and could only act according to Ian's wishes.
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