The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

During the Q&A session, a reporter stood up to ask a question:

"Mr. Yan, may I ask how Longyu Group promotes and sells its pharmaceutical products?"

Yan Ruge spoke calmly, as if stating a fact:

"Longyu Group will sell through authorized dealerships, and the prices will remain unchanged. Prices will be uniform nationwide, including in hospitals."

Another male reporter picked up the topic and asked another question:

"Mr. Yan, if we sell through exclusive stores, will Longyu Group focus solely on pharmaceutical products in the future?"

Yan Rugo smiled and surveyed the entire venue, her smile radiating confidence and composure.

"Longyu's first products were originally electronics, mobile phones, and cosmetics."

"But after discussions among Longyu's senior management, all of these products were postponed."

"Because the sooner a medicine is available, the sooner patients can receive treatment."

"Therefore, Longyu will have many high-end products on the market in the future."

"Longyu's specialty stores sell more than just pharmaceuticals; they are comprehensive specialty stores that integrate pharmaceutical products, electronic products, cosmetics and skincare products, civilian drones, computers, and more."

The next reporter from the Economic Daily quickly stood up and asked another question:

"Mr. Yan, what requirements does Longyu have regarding its agents?"

Yan Rugo revealed a mysterious smile, a smile that concealed an unresolved game:

"The relevant agency requirements and standards will be announced on Longyu's official website after the meeting. Those interested can also contact Longyu's marketing department."

At this point, a foreign journalist began to ask questions.

Because the price of chemotherapy drugs set by Long Yuding has already damaged their fundamental interests, this reporter came to stir up trouble.

He cleared his throat, his voice sharp:

"Mr. Yan, your company sets drug prices so low that it's not generating any profit. Are you planning to wait until patients get used to the products and the brand is established before significantly raising prices?"

"Also, are your prices uniform nationwide or globally?"

This is a very pointed question, and it also contains two major pitfalls.

The first major pitfall is price increases—because no one can guarantee against fluctuations in raw material prices and inflation.

No matter how Yan Ruge answers, she will fall into the trap.

Second, globally unified pricing is impossible.

Moreover, Longyu sets prices five times higher for drugs sold overseas, but even at five times the price, it is still much lower than the prices of all related drugs.

However, no matter how Yan Rugo answers, it is still a trap.

Yan Ruge narrowed her eyes and stared at the foreign reporter for about five seconds.

His gaze was like a blade, like an ice dagger, making the reporter unconsciously shrink back.

Then she smiled, her voice utterly calm:

"The reporter asked a very pointed question."

After saying this, her smile turned into a sneer, and her tone became sharp.

She addressed the foreign journalists again, her voice as firm as tempered steel:

"But the question you asked is equally stupid and ignorant."

"The stupidity lies in this: Is the price of any commodity in the world ever static?"

"What you're ignorant about is that you don't understand Longyu at all, and you don't understand the soul of Longyu's enterprise."

"Now I'll tell you—the soul of Longyu Group is national rejuvenation, it's about national prosperity and strength, it's about benefiting the country and its people."

"So my answer to you is this: Longyu Pharmaceuticals' prices will only fluctuate in one situation, and that is when Longyu goes bankrupt."

"As long as Longyu doesn't collapse, pharmaceutical prices will never change."

"No product price in the world can remain constant forever, but Longyu Pharmaceuticals will."

"Because Longyu isn't short of money, and because Longyu doesn't make money from pharmaceuticals. Understand?"

"Bravo!!!" All the reporters from China were impressed by Yan Rugo's domineering remarks and burst into enthusiastic applause.

The applause was like thunder, like a tsunami, and it lasted for a long time.

Yan Ruge smiled, pressed her hands down, and the applause gradually subsided.

She continued speaking to the foreign journalist:

"Now, let me answer your second question—it's impossible for Longyu Pharmaceuticals to achieve globally unified pricing."

"Prices are definitely higher overseas than in China, and much higher."

"The specific price targets will be announced by our International Department General Manager, Ms. An, soon."

Foreign journalists continued to nitpick, their voices laced with provocation:

"Mr. Yan, isn't Longyu a company with a conscience?"

"Why does Longyu Pharmaceutical price its products so much higher overseas than domestically? Isn't this a double standard and self-deception?"

"Heh." Yan Ruge gave a cold laugh, a laugh devoid of warmth.

"I just called you ignorant, and now you're being unreasonable."

"Please listen carefully—this is the meaning of the name Long Yu."

"Dragon—represents the Dragon Kingdom, Universe—represents the international community."

"Longyu Group's primary responsibility is to ensure the prosperity of the country and the strength of its people, and it must first serve its own ordinary citizens well."

"Many of my own people and families cannot afford medical treatment or expensive imported drugs."

"Why should I, Long Yu, serve the entire world?"

"I breathe the air of the Dragon Kingdom."

"I eat the grain of the Dragon Kingdom."

"We're drinking water from the Dragon Kingdom."

"I am facing my own family and fellow villagers."

"We enjoy the same peace and tranquility."

"I want to ask you—what responsibility or obligation do I, Long Yu, have to be the global savior?"

"I want to ask you—if you only had one bowl and one bowl of rice at home, would you give that bowl to a complete stranger?"

Her gaze was sharp as she stared at the foreign reporter, her voice suddenly becoming shrill:

"Answer me—can you?"

The foreign journalists were speechless when asked the question; they opened their mouths but couldn't utter a single word.

His face turned a deep purplish-red, and his eyes darted around behind his glasses, avoiding eye contact with Yan Rugo.

Yan Rugo's voice continued, each word resounding:

"Don't use human nature as a comparison to morally blackmail Long Yu."

"Even if our pharmaceutical products are priced higher abroad than in China, they are still much cheaper than other similar pharmaceutical products."

"I haven't even taken good care of my own brothers, sisters, and fellow villagers."

"You're using moral blackmail to force me to take care of others—you're both ignorant and unreasonable!"

Yan Rugo's words moved every Chinese person. Comments flooded in from television viewers and online:

"Well done, Mr. Yan, the CEO of Longyu!"

We live under the same sky, breathe the same air, are nourished by the same land and water, and enjoy the same peace and tranquility. That's why we're one family, we're brothers and sisters!

"A prosperous and strong nation, a revitalized people—Long Yu, you are our pride, the pride of the entire nation!"

Yan Ruge bowed slightly to the audience, her movements elegant and dignified.

She closed her speech on the podium, her voice calm yet powerful:

"Thank you all for attending the Longyu Pharmaceuticals product launch. The subsequent business development meeting will be held after the Lantern Festival—that is, the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. This press conference is now concluded. Goodbye."

"Clap—clap—clap—" The applause at the scene was like thunder, lasting for a long time.

The applause contained admiration, emotion, excitement, and hope.

The reporters stood up and applauded, the delegates stood up and applauded, the staff stood up and applauded—everyone stood up.

Yan Ruge stood on the podium, the lights shining on her, giving her a golden halo.

Her eyes were slightly red, but she always had a smile on her lips.

She knew she had won this battle.

It wasn't for herself, but for Long Yu, for the Dragon Kingdom, and for the person who was recuperating thousands of miles away.

She turned and stepped down from the podium. Tong Ke quickly closed her laptop and followed behind her.

The assistant handed her a coat, which Yan Ruge took and draped over her shoulders.

She walked toward the side door of the conference hall, where her car was, and where her next battle would take place.

Outside the door, the setting sun shone brightly. Golden rays bathed her, making her look like she was wearing a battle robe.