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Chapter 1349 - 1201: Avoid Trouble by Switching Professions (Please Subscribe!)

    <h4>Chapter 1349: Chapter 1201: Avoid Trouble by Switching Professions (Please Subscribe!)</h4><h4></h4>


    The strife for interests.


    Always brutal.


    However,


    Even if the hospitals wanted to cause trouble for someone, they had to be able to reach them first; now, with distances so great, some of the ’old’ tactics were simply not feasible. Thispany was not one they could touch.


    Wang Lu also discovered


    The emergence of Transcription Fluid


    Had a nice ’side’ effect.


    That was, it dealt a blow to many illegal traders of health products who used all sorts of messy things to concoct scams to cheat people out of money. But now, a rather amusing situation had arisen.


    --- Even if I got cancer, leukemia.


    --- Tens of thousands of yuan and I was cured.


    --- Your damn health products are more expensive than my medical bills; do you think I’m stupid? Such a shift in thinking, Wang Lu felt, was very valuable. If many chronic diseases could be treated in the future, those selling health products were going to have a hard time surviving.


    Perhaps... vanish.


    No one would be so foolish as to spend more money on so-called disease-preventing health products than what they would on actual treatment. By then, even if those selling health products still existed, they could not possibly charge high prices.


    Without excessive profits.


    They would also have to bear the huge cost of being illegal.


    On the side,


    It would greatly curb such economic losses. To put it bluntly, the best way tobat these illegal traders was to improve medical technology, not just enforcement, because you couldn’t shut it all down.


    Many diseases.


    Especially chronic ones.


    Patients wanted to see hope, not to hear doctors tell them, "We can’tpletely cure this disease. You must take medicine for a long time. Don’t do this... don’t do that... In any case, we’ve done our best."


    That speech.


    Was it what patients wanted to hear?


    Of course not.


    Sometimes.


    They’d rather believe in so-called traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so-called miracle drugs, so-called cutting-edge technology. It wasn’t that they were foolishly wealthy; it was a kind of survival instinct. They so wished for someone to tell them, ’Your illness, I can treat it.’


    Even if.


    ... It was a scam.


    ...


    Upon returning home.


    Mi Hao got a call from them.


    "Hello, Mr. Mi."


    The speaker.


    Was the one who had previously received him.


    "Hello, I’ve decided; I’m ready to work for yourpany. My daughter and mother will also being over. Is there anything I need to prepare for when I arrive?" Mi Hao asked.


    "Nothing else, just two things; first, valid identification to prove your identity, and second, yourselves. I will proceed with the registration; pleasee for the registration within a week."


    "Don’t I need a resume?" Mi Hao asked, surprised.


    "We have a partnership with your country’s Xiao Xiao Technology. Your information is already in your Xiao Xiao ount, verified and urate, so we can skip the resume and entry test," the person exined.


    Under Tang Kai.


    Allpanies were under the supervision of Sky Eye.


    Naturally.


    Xiao Xiao had also be theirpany’s mandatory software, with all office work utilizing it. Mi Hao had previously registered an ount on it and filled in the information, and even passed the review.


    This verification.


    Was done by directly calling his previous employer. Xiao Xiao took the verification of each person’s authenticity seriously, maximizing the reputation and uracy of Xiao Xiao’s certification and reducing the cost of corporate investigations.


    Corporate services.


    Reflected in every aspect of Xiao Xiao.


    And Xiao Xiao ounts.


    One person could only have one ount. Even if they changedpanies, it would just be a change in the management group of the ount.


    Therefore.


    It could be used just like a resume.


    Nowadays.


    Manypanies were doing just that.


    Resumes?


    Not needed.


    "So that’s how it is," Mi Hao realized; this was indeed convenient.


    He knew.


    Once he joined thepany, there would be a month-long training on basic Myanmarnguage and Myanmar construction standards. Each country’s construction standards differ slightly and must be learned.


    However,


    For the most part,


    Many countries simply copied other nations’ construction codes and made a few alterations to make them their own.


    "Alright, thank you."


    "Don’t mention it. We’ll soon be colleagues. Wee."


    "I’m looking forward to it."


    Mi Hao said with a smile.


    They chatted a few more words.


    Then hung up the phone.


    Mi Hao began to book his travel tickets. The general bus groups had not yetunched online ticket sales, but the joint venture buspany sold half of their tickets online.


    Especially,


    As also mentioned in the phone call.


    For special official duties.


    They would provide additional buses, which would not appear in the online system or the bus station’s ticketing system but was essible through the ticket retrieval system. The number ofpanies enjoying such treatment in the Myanmar Economic Zone was not many.


    From this,


    Mi Hao could see.


    Tang Kai’spany.


    The extent of its influence over there.


    ...


    Kunming.


    SiAi hospital.


    Inside the director’s Office.


    Ding Kang was a bit worried.


    They specialized in early cancer control and treatment at the hospital, and wouldn’t say they purely deceived people—they did have some effect; but when it came to curing, theycked that ability.


    Now.


    Patients had heard that the other ce could treat, and that the cure rate was almost 100%. Their hospital’s patient numbers had drastically decreased. Before, the beds were almost always full, sometimes even insufficient.


    Now.


    Only 20 percent.


    20 percent.


    Those were the patients who had been staying all along, and even they were now watching and waiting, less obediently epting their drug rmendations than before. In a word, they were "riding a donkey while looking for a horse."


    Few old ones.


    Even fewer new ones, and the number of consultations had dropped a lot. About this, he was so annoyed he itched to bite something. "You say you’re a small country; why put in the effort to research cancer treatment drugs? Wouldn’t it be good to remain an agricultural country?"


    With enough to eat and drink.


    And green hills and clear waters.


    Constructing those skyscrapers, what a waste of resources, what a waste of money! The key point is, you researched and even seeded, that’s where you’re wrong.


    Now they’ve stolen their livelihood.


    Truly hateful.


    Not just them.


    stic surgery hospitals were also greatly affected, because people who had undergone stic surgery, if they didn’t get cancer it was fine; but once they did, the medical expenses were seriously high—starting at 150,000 at minimum.


    Therefore.


    He felt much more bnced inside.


    Looking at the deserted hospital,


    Ding Kang snorted, "Bastard, is there no one to manage this?"


    "Manage what?"


    The speaker.


    Was a person opposite him.


    Named Kong Kuang.


    In his forties.


    Calmly and leisurely drinking tea.


    He was his ’superior,’ also from the big boss’s side, and today hade for an inspection. Their interest group owned over thirty hospitals nationwide, primarily focused on cancer prevention and consultation.


    "Thispany has already vited the interests of global major pharmaceuticalpanies, how can they not take any action? If this continues, won’t all future money be earned by thatpany?" Ding Kang said dissatisfied.


    "Heh, you think they’d just sit by idly?" Kong Kuang retorted.


    "How so?" Ding Kang looked at him.


    "Not willing to sit by idly, but they must keep still for now. They are supported by a whole country, thepany can even participate in Myanmar health and medical-rtedws; they can set thews—how could simple measures work?"


    "International capital is still afraid of this?" Ding Kang said.


    In his heart.


    Thosepanies, they were all tough yers.


    "Afraid, of course afraid. In theory, each country’s judiciary is independent, meaning as long as Myanmar insists, no one could achieve their goal through legal means because they are currently only using the treatment on patients over there,ing and going voluntarily."


    "So now, thew of any country cannot do anything about thispany. Most crucially, do you know what? Thispany has an ace up its sleeve that can’t be shaken." Kong Kuang shook his head.


    "What ace?"


    "After a month of snooping, I’ve figured out why thosepanies are as tame as cats. The Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group had already said they could give them marketing authorization for Transcription Fluid, helping them get through the registration."


    "If the registration doesn’t pass, it’s also fine. If worsees to worst, I won’t go to your country; I can make the money myself. I also heard that initially, the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group nned to work directly with governments of various countries,pletely bypassing those pharmaceuticalpanies."


    "At the time, it really scared them, only then did they realize they had the right to turn the tables. If they partnered with the governments directly, it wouldn’t be a small loss of money, but they might taste the sweetness, and in the end,ws would be introduced to kick them out of the game."


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    "Damn, that vicious?" Ding Kang jumped in shock.


    Kong Kuang helplessly said, "Now you know why they don’t dare to make rash moves, lest they bepletely undercut."


    "So what do we do?"


    "The world is so big, there are so many opportunities. Alright, the big boss has decided already, sell off this hospital as soon as possible, switch identity, and deal with the diseases that Transcription Fluid can’t solve."


    If we can’t beat them.


    We change our line of business.


    This time, all the major medical interest groups in the world were frightened into inaction. What could they do? Thepetition from the past, those pharmaceuticalpanies, could be freely influenced because the opponents were ’businesspetitors.’


    These opponents.


    No matter how impressive.


    They didn’t have the right to make a country’sws. Now, as long as the Myanmar government doesn’t move against thispany, nobody could touch it—not even the United States Government would take action without hesitation.


    Today.


    It isn’t like a few decades ago.


    Hit whoever you want to hit.


    Myanmar itself had consolidated, its strength integrated, and was very close to Huaxia. To be honest, such an opponent was something those pharmaceutical groups had never faced before; theypletelycked experience in dealing with it.


    The most ’extreme’ thing that Kong Kuang realized was.


    Thispany had tied the people of Myanmar to its boat.


    --- Medical outsourcing.


    This is a knife, a knife that could y those pharmaceuticalpanies. One could say that when the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group threatened them, they pressed this knife right at their throat.


    --- Agreed.


    Everyone makes money.


    --- Disagreed.


    I’ll build you a grave.


    Let’s see whose methods are better, or whose shovel is tougher. Not only for those pharmaceuticalpanies, but even when Kong Kuang first found out, he also had cold sweats, this truly was a ’grave-digging skill.’


    Hearing of the new business,


    Ding Kang hurriedly asked, "What is it?"


    "Rich disease," Kong Kuang said with a smile.
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