Zhang Han spoke his mind, his emotions surging.
"The formula for the Licorice medicine! Everyone in the industry knows its value! But he, without hesitation, gave me the formula! When I, Zhang Han, was at my lowest and most helpless, Mr. Ye helped me and gave me his utmost trust! In less than an hour of meeting, Mr. Ye even transferred two hundred million to me to realize my dream! And you, Smith, back then you told me that producing medicine was just about making money!"
Zhang Han chuckled bitterly and shook his head.
"You've been in China for decades, you must have heard the Chinese saying: 'Those with different paths cannot plan together.' Indeed, Pfizer is powerful and carries many memories for me, Zhang Han. However, there is only one place that can allow Zhang Han to fulfill his ambitions!"
"That is, Yao Ke Group! Let alone making me the CEO of the China division, even if you offered me the CEO position of Pfizer's global headquarters, I, Zhang Han, would have no interest!"
As he spoke, Zhang Han's gaze grew firmer, especially the last four words, Yao Ke Group, which he uttered with powerful conviction.
For Ye Yun, he truly saw him as both a boss and a friend.
He liked this kind of relationship.
Money was a good thing, but some people lived for more than just money.
At least he, Zhang Han, was like that.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up his million-dollar annual salary at Pfizer just to come out and realize his dream.
"Zhang Han, are you really willing to follow a new company like this? Pfizer's rapid development in China, you were instrumental. Can you bear to watch Pfizer decline like this? And watch the people who followed you lose their jobs? I'm not exaggerating, you know the efficacy of the Licorice medicine, and you know the impact such a drug would have on the pharmaceutical industry."
"Xiao Cai, Xiao Kong, Xiao Bian, they all have families now. As far as I know, they are all burdened with hefty mortgages. You wouldn't want them to be fired now and have their lives become problematic, would you!" Li Ming played the emotional card.
"I apologize, but from the day I left Pfizer, I have nothing to do with anyone there. As for whether they lose their jobs, it has even less to do with me. 'One must be responsible for one's own duties.' I receive my salary from Mr. Ye, so I must be responsible to Mr. Ye." However, Zhang Han completely ignored them, his mind as unyielding as if it were welded shut, refusing to budge.
Smith and Li Ming were so infuriated they were about to go crazy.
What on earth was this guy thinking?
He refused the position of China Regional President of Pfizer, refused a sky-high income.
And all he wanted was to go to a small company to fulfill some so-called damn ideal.
My God!
Ideals... were they more important than money?
Besides, wouldn't it be more satisfying to realize his ideals himself as the China Regional President?
What era was it now, still talking about 'different paths, cannot plan together.'
Truly unreasonable!
Smith's chest ached with anger. He took several deep breaths before calming down and said,
"Zhang Han, Grandpa Zhang, I beg you, give us a way out! If you don't want to return to Pfizer, that's fine, if you want to realize your dream, that's fine! But can you sell me the formula for the Licorice medicine? As long as you're willing to give me the formula for the Licorice medicine. Ten, no, twenty billion! I can authorize it for you right now! For the sake of our many years as colleagues, please just consider it! I swear, besides the three of us, no one else will know about this!"
At this point, Smith had resorted to pleading.
Since Zhang Han was determined not to return, their only option was to settle for less and see if they could obtain the Licorice medicine formula from him.
Just then, a pair of headlights shone over.
Immediately after, a Lamborghini pulled up beside them.
The car door opened, and Ye Yun stepped out.
He had forgotten his keys in the office on his way out and had returned to retrieve them.
"Oh, who do we have here? Isn't this President Smith and Supervisor Li from Pfizer? What wind blew you two here?" Ye Yun's voice dripped with sarcasm.
Smith and Li Ming's faces instantly turned ashen, as if they had eaten something foul.
After all, being caught red-handed trying to poach an employee, how could they maintain any dignity?
"Ye Yun, this Mr. Smith wanted me to return to Pfizer, and after being refused, he then offered twenty billion for the Licorice medicine formula. Before I could refuse, you arrived."
While the two of them remained silent, Zhang Han had no intention of hiding anything and stated it directly.
Ye Yun nodded upon hearing this.
This situation didn't surprise him.
In his previous life, such incidents had occurred countless times.
For decades, countless headhunters had approached Zhang Han, but all had failed.
What Ye Yun hadn't expected was that these two would have the audacity to show up at the company entrance to poach an employee.
And after being refused, they actually had the wild idea of buying the Licorice medicine formula?
Ye Yun scoffed.
"Smith, are you joking? The formula for the Licorice medicine is only worth twenty billion? To think you're the President of Pfizer's China region, and you're so short-sighted."
The mocking tone almost made Smith spit blood, yet he couldn't refute it!
Indeed, let alone twenty billion, even two hundred billion wouldn't be enough to acquire the Licorice medicine formula.
Although Pfizer was a Fortune Global 500 company, that was the company's wealth, not Smith's personal treasury.
Once such a large sum was used, the matter of the Licorice medicine formula couldn't be concealed from headquarters.
When headquarters found out it was his doing that led to the emergence of the Licorice medicine,
They would surely skin him alive!
"Zhang Han, ignore them, let's go. If they want to freeze, let them stay there." Ye Yun couldn't be bothered to waste any more time with Smith and the other two.
As he spoke, Ye Yun suddenly remembered something and turned to Zhang Han, saying,
"Zhang Han, I only said you'd be the Vice President earlier, have we discussed equity distribution?"
Zhang Han blinked in surprise, then smiled.
"I truly don't care about money, as long as I have enough. When you can genuinely price the Licorice medicine at 800 yuan and sell it, I will be absolutely determined to work with you."
"I never treat my own people shabbily. Ten percent of the shares in Licorice medicine, is that enough?" Ye Yun said.
"Ah, ten percent? Isn't that too much?" Zhang Han was stunned.
Given the efficacy of the Licorice medicine, an annual profit of tens of billions would be easily achievable.
That meant his annual dividends would be billions?
"It's not too much. I'll get an equity transfer agreement drawn up when I have time, and you just need to sign it." Ye Yun smiled.
He deliberately said this in front of Smith and the other two.
It was also to make them abandon any thoughts of poaching.
Although he was confident that Zhang Han wouldn't leave even without the ten percent equity,
It would still be troublesome, wouldn't it?
Since Ye Yun had said so, Zhang Han naturally had no reason to refuse.
Subsequently, he got into Ye Yun's car, and they drove towards Yao Ke Group.
"Fuck!"
Left standing in the exhaust fumes, Smith cursed vehemently.
After waiting for days, this was the result he got!
Zhang Han's disregard, Ye Yun's mockery!
All deeply stung his ridiculous pride!
It also vented the fear simmering in his heart, the fear of the Licorice medicine!
Looking at the distant entrance of Yao Ke Group.
"An innocent man is condemned by his treasure. You cannot protect the Licorice medicine!"