Merchant and doctor

Chapter 1839 A New Factory Management Model of Breaking Down Large Units into Smaller Units

If Tao Wenjie hadn't suddenly launched her attack, causing the chairman and general manager of "Liushunrong" Pharmaceutical Company to both fall from grace, Dong Yushan would have been living a life of unbridled pride and carefree ease! She wouldn't have even glanced at a small teahouse like this one today.

Bian Mu guessed that the Dong sisters were originally planning to retire peacefully at "Liushunrong" Pharmaceutical Company.

Time has passed, and she no longer wears makeup much when going out in daily life. Her clothing has long lost its fashionable flair. It is obvious that Dong Yushan is a generation behind the mainstream lifestyle that prevails on the streets, and she clearly has lost much of her drive when doing things.

In this fast-paced era, it seems that Dong Yushan, at her age, has little chance left.

Bian Mu doesn't see it that way.

The tea was of somewhat low quality, slightly astringent at first sip, and the bitterness lingered for a long time. By the end, it was even difficult to swallow. Bian Mu felt that he had been spoiled and had become accustomed to drinking top-quality teas, making ordinary teas difficult to drink.

"You've heard that Tao Wenjie has rebuilt a pharmaceutical company with a completely new concept in the city?" Bian Mu said with a smile, changing the subject.

“I know! I still go over and take a look every now and then. She's kind of a technical advisor! She treats us okay, but we might have some differences in values, so we can never really get close to her… She's pretty smart, that company will definitely succeed. If nothing unexpected happens, it will definitely be more promising than ‘Yiyoukang.’ Judging from the way she's setting it up… it's probably planned and built according to the standards of Beiqi. She's quite ambitious, and in every aspect, it's almost on par with the best pharmaceutical companies in Beiqi.” Dong Yushan seemed to know quite a bit about Tao Wenjie.

"So... just speaking of new traditional Chinese medicines, for example, this 'detoxifying plaster' we have here, can her new factory develop similar products with similar effects?" Bian Mu asked with a smile, gently pushing the teacup aside.

"Probably not! The systems you two have built are quite different, there's no comparison! As for her... no matter how advanced her traditional Chinese medicine becomes in the future, with a little effort, we can at least identify about 50-60%, maybe 60-70%?! You're different, your thinking is ingenious and unexpected, how should I put it... the systems you've built, in the entire pharmaceutical industry... at least have the word 'new'! From nothing to something, she can't compare to you, and she's unlikely to succeed in the future either, you two are not even the same kind of people! She definitely has someone behind her, you're different, you rely entirely on your own abilities!" In the sweltering summer heat, Dong Yushan drank quite heartily, not feeling the tea was bitter at all, and casually praised Bian Mu a few times.

Just then, a waitress happened to pass by, and Bian Mu smiled and beckoned her to cut some watermelon slices and cantaloupe.

"You flatter me! Well... if I were to set up a very small pharmaceutical factory in the future, and really compete with President Tao's factory, who would have the advantage?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"It should be your side! You have a relatively independent and novel pharmaceutical concept as your main support, while she can't! What they're doing is basically 'combining the best' technology to crush their competitors, combining all the best resources they can get their hands on to create an overwhelming comprehensive advantage over their peers, thereby capturing a portion of the market share. If necessary, they might even force some competitors out of the market mechanism. In the short term, they are indeed not easy to mess with, but in the long run, your approach is definitely more advantageous!" Dong Yushan is, after all, a proper senior engineer, and she has a certain depth of insight into the issues.

"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Dong. Let me put it this way: even if I am fortunate enough to gain a foothold in the market in the future, no matter how much capital I have, I will not build my pharmaceutical company into the scale of Mr. Tao's. What I pursue is a model of small but excellent, excellent but decentralized, with concentration within decentralization and decentralization within concentration. What do you think?" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"Guerrilla warfare tactics? To minimize the cost of trial and error?! Is that what you mean?" Dong Yushan replied with a smile.

"Pretty much! But... the pharmaceutical company we're setting up is a very formal company, much more formal than a guerrilla operation. On the surface, it might seem a bit loose, but in reality, its future cohesion should be no less than that of a large company like the one Mr. Tao runs. So... I still suggest that you two properly register a pharmaceutical studio. After our traditional Chinese medicine is launched, I'll try to give you a larger share of the profits. You can also rent a proper place to properly manage your own technical space. On the surface, everyone will be independent to avoid hindering each other and to maximize each other's research and development freedom. In reality, as long as the project is well-defined, these studios we've set up can quickly come together. Everyone can pool their wisdom and efforts to create the highest quality medicine of our time. Once everything is on track, we'll disband. Next time we encounter a suitable project, we can get together again to cooperate, complementing each other's strengths. I think that has a better future than being tied together all the time!" Bian Mu explained with a smile. Just then, the waitress brought a large platter of fresh fruits to the table.

Bian Mu gave the waitress a 50 yuan tip, and the waitress didn't say anything, just smiled and accepted it.

The two chatted as they ate fruit.

"I see! It sounds a bit like the kind of flexible cooperation model used abroad. Okay! I can accept it, but... we'll have to spend money to rent a place, right? All the miscellaneous expenses add up to another expense."

"It's okay! I'll lend you whatever amount you need first, interest-free. You can pay me back when things are on track."

"No need for that. I had some savings before. So... let's make the smallest version first. From what you've said, the future prospects don't seem bad at all!"

"Who says otherwise! I've calculated it many times with counting rods. The operating costs of the brand-new company that President Tao is building will only increase year by year. One day, it will bring about its own downfall! The external competitors, on the other hand, are not very threatening."

“That seems to make sense! During World War I, the two sides mobilized hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops at a time; during World War II, it developed into large-scale troop operations. Now it's completely different. Special operations battalions and special operations companies can handle things easily. This is the idea behind special operations battalions. Hmm... it will definitely work!”

"Let's do our best!" As she spoke, Bian Mu had already eaten more than half of the watermelon slices on the plate.

……

The old village doctor surnamed Mi said he was craving roast duck from "Shengfulou" in the city. It's a century-old restaurant, a famous brand both at home and abroad. On the phone, Grandpa Mi told Bian Mu not to go around running around. He suggested that Bian Mu book a private room at "Shengfulou" and treat them to roast duck.

Bian Mu had planned to drive and pick up the old man, but the village doctor surnamed Mi said that a younger relative would accompany him, so Bian Mu didn't need to bother.

……

That noon, right after getting off work, Bian Mu called Lao Hou and they took taxis to "Shengfulou".

On the north side of the third floor, the central air conditioning was on, making it neither too hot nor too cold. Bian Mu carried some fine tea, famous wines, and precious medicinal herbs as she stepped into the private room. Old Hou followed closely behind, carrying only a nutritional supplement made from bird's nest and royal jelly.