Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 670 Worth tens of billions

"You're welcome."

Professor Dai waved his hand and said, "I'm going home first, let's talk about your mother's matter later."

"Okay, Professor Dai, walk slowly."

After Yi Hai watched Professor Dai leave, Yi Lin also pushed Yi's mother over, and Yi's father followed him step by step. Yi Lin asked, "How's it going?"

"Professor Dai said let's talk about it later."

Yi Hai looked around and said in a low voice: "Professor Dai was very angry just now, there is no other way, I can only give him the prepared red envelope first."

"You didn't do anything for a few hundred dollars, so you just gave it to him?"

When Yimu heard the words, she said in distress.

"Mom, it's not all because of you."

Yi Hai said dissatisfiedly: "Tell me about you, what Zhao Yifan said that you are sure to heal your leg, you annoyed Professor Dai all at once, you really are, think carefully before you speak Besides, in case that Zhao Yifan is not sure about curing your leg, you will have to ask Professor Dai to perform surgery on you in the future."

Yi Mu didn't say a word. In fact, she felt a little bit regretful in her heart, because in fact, just like what Yi Hai said, when she heard Zhao Yifan said that she was sure to heal her leg, she couldn't be happier. She didn't think about the consequences in case of a bad cure. Looking back now, Yi Mu felt that she should have explained to Professor Dai more tactfully.

"Okay, things are all like this, and it's useless to say anything."

Yilin stood up to smooth things over and said, "Anyway, you gave the red envelope to Professor Dai, so he shouldn't be too angry."

"Oh, this is nothing more than preparing a red envelope in case of surgery in the future."

Yi Hai sighed and said, "Let's go, let's go back to the ward and rest first."

Kyoto city.

Old Lin's home.

"...Yifan, Yiyi, since there is an urgent matter at home, you should take the time to go back and deal with it."

As Lin Lao said, he said to Lin Jie beside him, "Lin Jie, you should call them to book tickets."

"Good grandpa."

Lin Jie nodded, took the phone and walked aside to make contact.

"Brother, I'm really sorry."

Yiyi managed to force a smile, and said to Elder Lin, "It's Chinese New Year, I'm disturbed by this atmosphere."

"Sister Yiyi, it's okay, it's important."

Lin Lan thoughtfully walked to Yiyi's side, comforted her and said, "Don't worry, since Brother Fan said he can cure Auntie's illness, then nothing will happen."

"Ah."

Yiyi nodded. Indeed, with Zhao Yifan's promise just now, she didn't feel flustered at all. After all, she knew what Zhao Yifan was capable of.

"Yes, Yiyi, don't think too much, the most important thing is business."

Elder Lin said with a smile: "Besides, we are all a family, so there is nothing to disturb."

"Yifan, Yiyi."

Luo Yun thought for a while, and said to Zhao Yifan: "Then I won't go back with you."

Zhao Yifan thought about it, indeed, if Luo Yun followed her back, it would be a bit embarrassing to explain her identity.

"Brother Fan, the earliest flight is at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and I've already booked tickets for you."

Lin Jie hung up the phone and walked over from the side.

"Tomorrow morning?"

Yiyi was obviously in a hurry, sighed and said, "Why didn't there be one tonight?"

"It's New Year's Eve now."

Lin Jie said understandingly: "Sister Yiyi, don't worry, anyway, Brother Fan is here, so don't worry, Auntie will be fine."

Although Yiyi knew that what he said was right, she still couldn't help being anxious.

Everyone watched the party together, and Yiyi was restless and absent-minded throughout the whole time, and everyone could understand it, and tried to talk about light and pleasant topics when chatting.

Before dawn, Yiyi urged Zhao Yifan to leave for the airport. Originally, Lin Jie planned to send them there, but Luo Yun later proposed that she send them there.

"Yifan, Yiyi, shall I wait for you in Kyoto City, or shall I return to Qingzhou City in a few days?"

When we arrived at the airport, Luo Yun asked.

"You should stay in Kyoto first."

Zhao Yifan thought for a while and said.

"why?"

Yiyi couldn't figure it out, and said, "Brother Fan, are we going to come back in a few days? Isn't it the end of the year? Why are you coming back?"

Before Zhao Yifan could speak, Luo Yun couldn't help laughing, and said, "You are really stupid, have you forgotten Elizabeth? If she comes, she will definitely fly from Latin to Kyoto."

Zhao Yifan coughed dryly, thinking to himself that this woman is sometimes too smart, which is not a good thing.

Only then did Yiyi suddenly realize.

After passing through the security check and on the plane, Yiyi's heart has already flown to his hometown.

After several hours of flying, they arrived in Qingzhou City, and the two arrived at the community, drove Yiyi's Bora, and headed for their hometown county.

On the way, Zhao Yifan received a New Year's call from Tang Yuntao: "Happy New Year, Mr. Zhao..." After a while of pleasantries, it was his daughter Tang Yu and son-in-law Sun Zhiguo who took the call to send Zhao Yifan New Year's greetings.

"...Ms. Zhao, I have transferred the profit share of this year's whitening mask to your account. Have you checked it out?"

Sun Zhiguo asked with a smile on the phone.

Zhao Yifan almost forgot about it, and said with a smile, "Zhiguo, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me. To tell you the truth, I haven't looked at the number in the bank card for several months." Then, after a pause, Zhao Yifan said, "Zhiguo, let me tell you something. From this year on, you will stop sending money to my account."

"what?"

When Sun Zhiguo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked: "What's the matter, Mr. Zhao? Do you think the money is short or something? I forgot to tell you, didn't we set up a branch factory in the Latin country? It has been put into operation, and the price of the whitening mask abroad is about five times higher than our domestic price, but it is still selling well, and your dividend this year is more than 2000 million..."

"so much?"

Zhao Yifan was a little surprised, interrupted Sun Zhiguo, and explained with a smile: "Zhiguo, you have misunderstood me. It is useless for me to ask for money now, so you can keep the money."

"How is that possible?"

Sun Zhiguo didn't believe his words at all, what a joke, how could it be useless to ask for money?Life is alive, eating and drinking, what do you do without money?There is a saying that a penny beats a hero. Since ancient times, money has been very important.

"So be it."

Zhao Yifan didn't bother to explain to him. After all, he planned to return to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the beginning of school this year, and lead his student Zhu Zhigang to practice for a period of time. After giving him some good advice, he and Yiyi and others went back to the nameless hill to concentrate on cultivation. Get ready to enter the Kunlun Secret Realm again.

With the medicine field of the little old man's ginseng in the Kunlun secret realm, the role of money is dispensable to Zhao Yifan. Compared with jade and medicine, the role of the latter is undoubtedly much greater.

In the beginning, Zhao Yifan needed money to buy jade, but now he doesn't need jade. In other words, money naturally has no effect on him.

"What do you mean?"

Sun Zhiguo was a little at a loss, and asked cautiously: "You don't plan to continue working with me, is that so?"

Zhao Yifan laughed dumbfounded, and said, "Zhiguo, don't think too much. In fact, we are talking about cooperation, but I'm just a hand-off shopkeeper. It's the same with me or without me. Next, the Haimes factory will be yours." Be responsible, all my shares will be given to you."

"what?"

Sun Zhiguo was startled when he was ascending, and said, "Teacher Zhao, how can this be?

"That's it, Zhiguo."

Zhao Yifan interrupted him and said, "That's it, I have something else to do, so hang up." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

When Sun Zhiguo heard the beeping sound from the phone, he broke out in a cold sweat. Tang Yuntao and Tang Yu, who were beside him, saw his stunned expression and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"dad."

Sun Zhiguo wiped off his cold sweat and said, "Mr. Zhao just said that he will give me all the shares he owns in the Haimes factory."

"what?"

Tang Yuntao's body shook, and he said in surprise, "Didn't I hear that the shares owned by Mr. Zhao are worth hundreds of millions?"

"I'm afraid it won't stop."

Tang Yu shook her head. She works in a bank and has a good understanding of these financial assets. She said, "Dad, Zhiguo's Haimes factory has annual sales of several billion yuan, and its gross profit can reach 40.00%. The most important thing is , the whitening bread formula provided by Mr. Zhao to Zhiguo is something that no other company can develop and imitate. The unique and speechless formula 'Moat', in the future, as the whitening mask is sold in other countries, Mr. Zhao's shares will further increase the valuation, so the calculation..."

"Just tell me how much it's worth?"

Tang Yuntao couldn't understand Tang Yu's analysis, so he interrupted her anxiously.

"Ten billion."

When Tang Yu said a number, Tang Yuntao's jaw dropped in shock, and he looked at her in disbelief and said, "How much did you say?"

"Dad, Tang Yu is right."

Sun Zhiguo said with a wry smile: "Give me another ten years or so, and I believe that the value of these shares owned by Mr. Zhao will definitely reach about tens of billions."

Tang Yuntao gasped, and muttered to himself: "This is not possible..." As he spoke, he suddenly remembered what Zhao Yifan had promised the Kyoto City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to communicate with. His body shook, and he blurted out: "No Well, Teacher Zhao is planning to leave here!"

(End of this chapter)