Two hours after the launch of Anzhi ng, sales had skyrocketed unexpectedly.
This was sothing the Leng Family hadn’t anticipated.
"Brother Shen, we can’t keep going like this!" Lai Jingshan paced back and forth with a worried look on his face.
"Allow to think this through... properly."
Hanging up the phone, Li Wanshan couldn’t help but sigh deeply and refreshed the trending search list again.
He saw that various e-comrce platforms were reporting a surge in orders for Anzhi ng, to the point where there was a critical shortage in stock. This was the result of many patients desperately seeking treatnt, making concentrated purchases in a short ti, hoping the manufacturer could solve this issue quickly.
anwhile, sales for 8028 had noticeably declined.
At the sa ti, the lines of consurs waiting to buy Anzhi ng at so pharmacies seed never-ending.
Many people had flocked to purchase it after reading positive reviews online, forcing pharmacies to limit each person to purchasing just one bottle to ensure more patients could get the dication they needed.
"Ah, when will it be my turn?"
"I heard Anzhi ng helps with sleep disorders. Just one pill and you can almost get a good seven or eight hours of sleep."
"Well, that’s why it’s called ’Anzhi ng’." A man in the queue put away his phone, adding to the conversation.
"Hello, isn’t this dicine from abroad? Don’t you need to use a shopping agent? Can you just buy it outright?" an elderly lady passing by asked curiously, holding the painkiller and sleep aid she had just bought for her husband.
"No need for a shopping agent, grandma," a young woman replied, "You just need to queue up at the back."
"Oh, thank you, thank you, child."
"Is there still stock inside? I see it’s also sold online, is it the sa effect?" a middle-aged man asked after glancing at the 8028 in his hand.
"Definitely, if there were none, they would have co out and told us by now."
Two bottles of 8028 could buy you three bottles of Anzhi ng—the price was certainly appealing enough to attract nurous patients.
Besides, new faces often seem more enticing.
...
At 2:30 PM, Yishen Group.
In the CEO’s office, Li Zishen furrowed his brows, his mood exceptionally grim.
The flood of online reviews hit him like a wave, with discussions about Anzhi ng quickly dominating social dia and the headlines of news platforms.
"Anzhi ng, the real sleep savior? Can’t wait to experience its miraculous effects!" one netizen started the discussion on Weibo and within minutes it received thousands of shares and comnts.
Many expressed their anticipation for this affordable dication that not only treated insomnia but also stomach ailnts.
"I’ve always had trouble falling asleep, I hope Anzhi ng can grant a good night’s rest," comnted a netizen who suffered from chronic insomnia.
There were even jokes like: "The money saved on shopping agent fees can be used to buy two kilograms of at to improve life."
"Totally agree, this deserves a thumbs up!"
Not just individuals were intrigued, so experts in the dical field and journalists also joined in the discussion.
They shared their views, analyzing the efficacy and market prospects of Anzhi ng. So experts pointed out that Anzhi ng’s introduction would disrupt the existing pharmaceutical market landscape, providing patients with more options and preventing monopoly.
Confronted with the strong montum of Anzhi ng, Li Zishen grew increasingly heavy-hearted.
This launch of Anzhi ng had undoubtedly dropped a bomb in the pharmaceutical industry and was clearly set to compete head-on with 8028.
The staff at Yishen Research Institute had poured so much effort into the developnt of 8028.
Anzhi ng’s release would not only impact the market share of 8028, but it might also have a significant influence on the company’s overall strategic layout.
Li Zishen kept refreshing the news about Anzhi ng and updates from Wind Flower on his phone.
Despite having prepared contingency plans, they had attempted to minimize custor attrition to the greatest extent possible, Wang Junchen’s marketing tactics still struck a heavy blow, causing him to doubt whether his direction was correct and whether he should consider Uncle Li Shan’s suggestion of a pricing incentive policy.
Being wealthy himself, he couldn’t truly understand the value each penny held for patients.
At that mont, there was a double knock on the door.
"Co in."
After receiving permission, the assistant entered with the latest compiled figures for 8028, a look of caution and anxiety in their expression.
"Chairman, I’ve organized it."
"Go and call Li Weilian," Li Zishen said as he took the docunts and scanned them briefly.
Assistant: "?"
Was the chairman confused by anger?
"Manager Li went to the pharmaceutical factory after the eting this morning and said he would visit the research institute in the afternoon." The assistant answered respectfully and then continued to stand at attention.
Li Zishen frowned, he had actually forgotten about this matter; Li Weilian had inford him that very morning.
"Cancel the three o’clock eting..."
"Okay, Chairman."
The assistant imdiately took out his phone to send out the notification.
A short while later, Li Zishen left the office. He had originally planned to visit his Third Uncle Lai Jingshan, but he changed his mind on the way.
His heart was in turmoil.
When he stepped out of the elevator, Li Zishen ran into Chen Xin, who was about to go upstairs.
He had just rushed over from the shopping center.
"Didn’t you get the notification?"
"Oh, I was just driving and didn’t check the ssages," Chen Xin replied with a frown after a mont of surprise.
"Co on, co with ..."
Li Zishen started to say sothing but suddenly didn’t know what to say next; he didn’t know where to go and was terribly annoyed.
Maybe a walk would improve things.
"The car is downstairs, by the flower beds." Chen Xin quickly added and then followed Li Zishen.
There were many pedestrians and vehicles at this hour, and they just happened to hit all the red traffic lights. Knowing that Li Zishen was in a bad mood, Chen Xin deliberately brought up so upcoming activities at the shopping center.
Actually, these were also set to be discussed in the eting that afternoon.
But, it was a minor distraction.
The traffic light turned green, and the sedan slowly drove away.
Li Zishen’s fingers slid across the screen without thinking, but his heart struggled intensely.
There would be many problems with the price war.
"Brother Shen, shall we... go back to Li Garden?" Chen Xin glanced at the rearview mirror and asked softly, "Uncle Cai said the spinach in the sunroom is ready for harvest."
After these words fell, silence filled the car.
It wasn’t until the next traffic light that Li Zishen finally spoke, "Let’s go to Bie Yuan."
"Okay, Brother Shen."
...
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at Bie Yuan.
But as Li Zishen got out of the car, he saw Nanny Wu rushing over: "Young Master, the Madam is not at ho. She just went out for a bit—didn’t you see her when you ca? She left just two or three minutes ago."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xin’s brow furrowed suddenly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
They hadn’t seen the Madam’s car on the road just now!
Li Zishen glanced at his watch; his phoenix eyes darkened with a sudden bad premonition.
He thought back to the route they had just taken, and it seed that he had not seen Bie Yuan’s car, which made him even more worried. His mother should have been at ho practicing her calligraphy at this hour. Why would she suddenly go out?
Could it be that she had a new plan in mind?
Xiao Wan? No, it couldn’t be; Xiao Wan had returned to Chicheng, and that place was... Leng Lingxiao’s territory.
Right, there shouldn’t be a problem, there definitely shouldn’t!
"Where did she go, and when will she be back?" Li Zishen’s gaze darkened as he asked sharply.
"She went to buy copying paper," Nanny Wu replied, her voice betraying a hint of agitation. "The Madam didn’t want to follow her, saying... she wanted to browse on her own."
"Wanted to browse on her own? Hmm, that’s good."
Li Zishen finished speaking and stepped inside the door.
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