Yang Rui's concept of marketing comes entirely from books and film and television works. His only practice is to post small advertisements everywhere and be hit and traveled through time.

Although Yang Rui is optimistic about the coenzyme crystals of Xijie Pharmaceutical Factory, he does not think it can be sold at a high price. After all, this is not a direct drug for consumers, but a drug to a preparation factory. Given the purity and quality, the preparation factory may increase the price a little, such as 10% or 15%, but that's all.

Therefore, Yang Rui could not understand Cooper's excitement at all.

He continued to show the crystallization of mature coenzyme q10 as always, and discussed the crystal structure with Trapp as usual.

Trapp, who has carefully studied the crystallization of WestJet factory, is more concerned about the uniformity of the product. He quickly selected several batches and sent all the products over.

In a short while, the beautiful orange-yellow crystals filled the table.

"The output has increased a lot. I am a little envious of you now, Mr. Yang Rui." Trapp said and looked as he spoke.

Yang Rui smiled but said nothing.

The latest batches of coenzyme q10 have increased to more than 400 grams each time. In other words, the original monthly yield of 30 kilograms is likely to be increased to more than 40 kilograms.

The profits that fall into Yang Rui's hands will increase from nearly one million US dollars to a huge number of US dollars.

Just looking at the remaining two months this year, Yang Rui can get at least $300,000.

And Jielikan's capital will be recovered in the middle of next year. Obviously, both Jielikan and the foreign trade of Chinese medicine have underestimated this technological innovation.

As the chief technical officer of Zelicon, Trapp could not get such a huge salary. It is not a pure joke to say a word of envy.

But Cooper did not give up his marketing strategy and took advantage of the chatting time between the two and said, "Mr. Yang Rui, if you adopt my method, the money you earn will increase more."

"Why do you want to convince me? I don't matter how I sell it." Yang Rui replied a little strangely.

Cooper straightened his clothes and said, "I need a shareholder to convey the message that the coenzyme q10 from WestJet Pharmaceuticals will likely be sold in Europe and America. In that case, my plan will not be submitted."

"How do you know I'm a shareholder?"

"I checked some public information about Huarui Pharmaceuticals and asked a few friends." Cooper smiled: "I still have a few friends in the Asia-Pacific region."

Yang Rui estimated that his information would not be strictly confidential by Jielikang. The two sides were just ordinary cooperative relations. Some people from the negotiating delegation might sell themselves after drinking. There was no rumor in China, which is probably due to strict public opinion control.

Thinking of this, Yang Rui asked indifferently: "You want to convey the news through me, but I have no marketing experience. How can I judge whether your plan is worth conveying?"

This question stumped Cooper. He thought for a while and said, "If my plan succeeds, your profits will increase greatly. If it fails, the sales of Coenzyme q10 will not be affected. Please believe me, this is the right decision."

"The plan adopted by those who recommend as shareholders fails, and the result will be very embarrassing. Moreover, there should be a cost to implement your plan itself." Yang Rui was not convinced by Cooper's "Chinese medicine theory". It would be better to eat it. Maybe there are too many things that are beneficial. Can they be stuffed into their mouths?

Cooper looked at Trapp in embarrassment, probably asking for help.

Trapp shrugged and said, "Cooper is a bit famous in the company, maybe you can listen to his plan."

Cooper breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I had a bonus of $450,000 last year. Two new drugs have adopted my plan. The sales volume exceeds expectations. My plan will not cause you to suffer. Coenzyme q10 is a product that is in short supply in the current market. All we need to consider is whether it can be sold more expensively. So, even if my plan fails, it will not prevent the company from treating it as normal sales. Of course, the sales cost exists, but I think this risk is worth it."

Yang Rui looked at Cooper instead of an 18-year-old middle school student, but more like a student. He looked at Cooper and then said, "Okay, let's talk about your plan."

Cooper sat upright and said, "I am going to show the crystals of the coenzyme q10 you produced."

He said a little excitedly: "We can advertise in various media to illustrate the function of Coenzyme q10, while instilling the concept of 'big' that is high purity' into consumers. Then, we can give the native crystals, that is, one of them, to every pharmacy and sales point, decorate them with exquisite glass frames, and put them on lights, just like diamonds in display. What do you think will happen at that time?"

"Sales cost has increased dramatically?" Yang Rui was a little humorous.

"Good answer." Cooper laughed twice and continued: "I think the choice of consumers will definitely put huge pressure on pharmaceutical factories. As you know, the current Coenzyme q10 is completely in short supply and the price is very high. Those who can consume it and use it as auxiliary drugs must be rich people. If there is a high-purity coenzyme q10, I think they would rather spend more money to buy our products. In this way, as raw materials manufacturers, we have become a brand recognized by the end market."

"It sounds good." Yang Rui had to admit that this was a feasible strategy. Although it was a bit complicated to implement, in Europe and the United States, Jielikon's strength was enough to cope with it.

"If you don't object to the plan, please sign your name and send it to the headquarters of Gelicon. I will return to the UK tomorrow to convince them." Cooper said, patting his head, saying, "The documents are in my briefcase, and I have placed them in the locker room."

"It doesn't matter, we'll sign it after we go out." Yang Rui couldn't tell whether Kuber's plan could really create profits, but with such creativity, it's worth recommending it.

Whether it can be implemented is the business of professionals.

...

Tian Shichang worked hard until the bell of Xibao Meat Union Factory rang at 6 o'clock, and then raised his head to confirm that the production of the last batch of coenzymes was normal. Then he reported to the squad leader He Haichuan and flew to the locker room to change clothes.

One day on holiday, he was going home. If he didn't run faster, there would be no shuttle buses from Xibao Meat Factory to town.

He Haichuan responded with a smile, took Tian Shichang's record board, checked it, and found that there was no mistake, so he stuffed it back and turned to do his own thing.

The shuttle bus of Xibao Meat Connection Factory is a truck with a canopy. There are two long boards along the longitudinal direction of the tire, which is considered a seat. Those who come early take a seat first, and those who come late stand. It takes two or three trucks to travel several times every day to complete the factory workers heading to the town.

If there were satellite observations in the sky, all state-owned enterprises and factories were like large barracks, with green military vehicles coming and going every day, and most of the people sitting inside were dressed in almost the same clothes.

Tian Shichang stood in the middle of the caravan with a little restrained look, holding the steel skeleton in his hand, and his body kept shaking with the bumps of the vehicle.

The hard work quickly made him drowsy, and the noise in his ears was like thunder from the sky. Although it was very large, it could not attract his attention.

"Hey! Brother!" One of them poked Tian Shichang with his finger and said with a smile: "Why are you so tired? Let's sit here."

The one who gave up his seat was a worker of similar age, wearing khaki work uniforms, and some blood stains could be seen on it.

Tian Shichang waved his hands repeatedly and said embarrassedly: "Don't sit anymore, you'll be there at the stand."

"Isn't it all here just by standing? I'll sit back and can't even open my eyes. What are you doing?" The worker in the khaki work clothes stood up and pulled Tian Shichang onto the bench.

The workers on both sides gave in a friendly manner, allowing Tian Shichang to sit firmly.

"Thank you." Tian Shichang was shy and felt a little embarrassed.

There are also older workers in the car. Some of them simply carry stools and sit in the back. The whole car is crowded with people. However, because they are all from the same factory, they don’t feel uncomfortable. It’s just that the unique taste of the meat-dished factory fills the nose.

"I, She Shide, have you heard of the storytelling of the Yang family? She and her friends all called me She Shitou, who were from the division workshop. Where are you from the workshop? Why haven't you seen it?" The worker wearing khaki uniforms shouted at the top of his throat, with curiosity in his eyes.

Several people around him also saw it.

Tian Shichang was not very accustomed to this chat atmosphere, and rubbed his hands and said, "My name is Tian Shichang. I am from Xijie Pharmaceutical Factory. I have only been working for three days."

"From the joint venture factory? I said that the clothes are as clean as new as new. Hey, I said, people say that your factory has high wages, isn't it true?" She Shide grabbed the pole with his hand and shook his body casually.

Tian Shichang touched his head and said, "I don't know if it's tall or not? I just started working."

"How much does it cost per month?" She Shide asked directly.

If you don’t ask about your salary, or if you don’t ask how much money you make, that is the style of foreign companies, private companies and self-employed people after they become popular. In the 1980s, everyone had units, and people with the same working age, classmates and the same title had the same salary. If there was a dime difference, workers could go to the finance department to slap the table. Therefore, in this era, asking about salary is equivalent to asking about industry wages, which belongs to the normal category of chat.

Tian Shichang didn't get the instructions that he couldn't say, and said, "The salary is about 50 yuan, and the bonus may be."

"How about it? How much can you get?"

"I don't know much, because I haven't received a salary, and they say they have a salary of 50 yuan a month, so that's about it."

Some of the people who heard it laughed, while others became even more curious and asked, "Do you get 50 yuan now or you get 50 yuan when you become a regular?"

"It's 50 yuan now."

She Shide whistled and cursed: "Don't you need to be an apprentice? That's so good. I'm only 24 a month, and I'm only 30% going to be a regular."

Tian Shichang shrank his neck: "I am an apprentice now."

The carriage was silent for a moment, and then there were colorful discussions and questions:

"Addresses only cost 50 yuan? Are they real or not?"

"How much does it cost to become a regular?"

"How long does it take to become a regular?"

"The children of the old businessman are not good enough and suffer a great loss."

"Is it a first-level worker to be a first-level worker? How much does it cost to be a fourth-level worker?"

"Their joint ventures don't pay attention to this, regardless of their professional title, right?"

"No matter how you give money to your professional title, you can give as much as you want, isn't it a mess?"

Tian Shichang has never experienced this kind of experience. He was asked by several old ladies and dared not blink. He whispered: "I didn't say how much it costs to be reincarnated. I have never asked about a year. I don't know if there is a professional title. The Hong Kong man has a big tongue and can't hear clearly."

The last sentence made some people laugh, and She Shide was even more curious and touched him with her feet: "Hey, what other benefits are there? Let me tell you?"

"I didn't talk about benefits. Sometimes there are bonuses, so I can't say it." Tian Shichang looked bitter when asked.

"How much is the bonus?" She Shide asked.

"I don't know how much it should be, so I sent it once and gave it 50 yuan." Tian Shichang covered his pockets, fearing that the money inside would run away.

"I sent it once..." She Shide thought about it and asked, "You only went to work for three days and gave you a bonus of 50? Are you bragging? The bonus of 50 yuan a month is also very good."

Many state-owned factories in the early 1980s were still very prosperous. When the production was good, the bonus was more than the salary, and there were also some. The welfare value during the holidays was often enough to catch up with the salary. Xijie Pharmaceutical Factory was newly built and the bonus of 50 yuan was paid that month, which was not surprising.

However, I gave a bonus of 50 in three days of working. This distribution model must be from non-state-owned enterprises. In state-owned enterprises, I have to calculate it before I calculate it, and then I will give it together when it comes to payday.

Tian Shichang blushed when he was said and argued: "It's not... it's because the leader said that we performed well, so he gave him a bonus."

In order to avoid being bragged, the young Tian Shichang even flipped his pocket and took out all the five big dungeons inside, saying, "Look, I'm going to go to the town to get a few kilograms of meat and buy some candy to go home."

She Shide took a breath and stared at Wu Datuanjie for a long time. The fat pork was only more than one pound, and few people who went out to the streets took two Datuanjie. For young people, saving money for a year may not necessarily save 50 yuan.

The aunt next to him quickly stuffed Tian Shichang's hand back and said enthusiastically: "If you leave the factory, be careful of others. Now there are many thieves, and there are also people who rob money on the street. If you want to buy something, take some change to put it outside. After using it, find a toilet and pick one out. Don't dare to take it out like this again."

"Yes, yes..." Tian Shichang nodded repeatedly and carefully stuffed the money back.

She Shide was envious and muttered: "I would have signed up to go to WestJet Factory if I had known it. If I had chosen it, I would feel comfortable."

The aunt smiled and said, "I know who the people selected? You can't even choose... By the way, you are from the back, right? How many people who go to our factory will get in a month?"

Next is asking Tian Shichang.

"The salary is the same as us, there is no bonus." Tian Shichang lowered his head to make up his clothes and said, but suddenly he found that the sound in the carriage was gone again.

She Shide had a strange expression and asked, "Is there really no bonus? Why?"

"It is said that the bonus is only paid to front-line workers, and they are all in the office, so there is no one." Tian Shichang said slowly and slowly, and the expressions of the people next to him became more and more strange.

She Shide asked again: "I won't send it in the future, or will I not give it this time?"

"I can't say that Yang Rui means training first. After training, those who are willing to go to the front line will be given away. Those who are in the office will be given away, but those who are in the office will not be given away." Tian Shichang learned a lot about this, and they discussed it for a long time.

She Shide laughed out loud and cursed: "Let Li Xin and the others brag again, and she lost 50 yuan in the office. Her butt is expensive."

There was also a lot of laughter in the carriage. The workers never concealed their contempt for office staff. Although most workers were willing to sit in the office when they had the opportunity, this time, almost all the people who could enter the West Jet factory were the children of the factory leaders. Old workers had already gone to the administrative building to curse, but the problem was not solved.

Everyone felt a little relieved when they heard that the people who were sitting in the office at the West Jet factory were not doing well...
Chapter completed!