Chapter 235: The Pharmaceutical Factory Facing Closure
"What project?" Yusuf Zuck’s spirit was piqued at once, although he was already quite wealthy, when compared to some people, it still wasn’t enough, especially the Nash family, which was a behemoth. To shake the foundation of the Nash family or to bring them down would require a astronomical amount of wealth.
Therefore, he needed to continue making money; any opportunity to earn was exciting to him.
"Let me ask you first, what do you think is the most lucrative business these days?" Everest Zuck asked with a chuckle.
"The most lucrative business? Arms, drugs, oil, real estate, and so on—there are a lot!" Yusuf Zuck responded.
"There’s another one, the pharmaceutical industry is also a highly profitable sector!" Everest Zuck continued, "Although the state has been regulating drug prices, the cost of producing the drugs themselves is incredibly low. Some drugs cost only a few cents to make, but they sell for tens or hundreds of dollars!"
"What do you mean, brother?" Yusuf Zuck squinted and asked.
"I know of a pharmaceutical company in Inner Mongolia that, due to quality issues with its drugs, was exposed by the media. Overnight the factory was on the brink of closure. Now the person in charge of that factory has come to the capital hoping to find a way to recover. He is also raising money and, through some connections, has come to me."
"After listening carefully to his explanation of the drug quality issues, it’s not his fault. The problems originated from the raw materials and were also due to factory quality inspectors who colluded internally and externally, which led to his heavy losses. Now those quality inspectors have been arrested, and he himself was detained for over a month before being released. Upon his release, the factory was paralyzed. The drugs produced by the factory were being returned by retailers, and he had to repay them. Thus, he is out of working capital, and banks are knocking on his door demanding payment. One could say he’s besieged on all sides and in a desperate situation!"
"This person sought me out also because I knew a remarkable individual from Inner Mongolia years ago, who is also a master of internal martial arts, considered a friend within the circle. He knew I still had some influence in the capital, so he told the factory owner to come to me for help."
"What kind of help can you provide? Lend him money or something else?" Yusuf Zuck asked curiously.