Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2347: Chapter 2187: A Pair of Jokers

United States.

Seattle.

At the headquarters of a certain pharmaceutical giant, in the president’s office.

“How is it?”

“Difficult.”

“Not even for money?”

“Hmm.”

“…”

The president was speechless, damn, when did these legislators become so high-minded, except for the few they sponsor, jumping out to help.

Others, surprisingly few succeeded.

Damn it!

Are these still the profit-driven legislators? This week, many were approached, yet the result was like this, he found it hard to accept.

Offering money.

Lobbying.

Entertaining guests.

The effects were all poor.

“Reason.” The president rubbed his eyes.

Across him.

The man’s face showed bitterness.

“They said this matter doesn’t align with U.S. interests, one wrong step and it will be condemned by everyone, you know, our President is pushing for healthcare reform.”

“So.”

“They are also in a difficult position, wanting to wait for a while to see.”

Upon hearing this.

The president’s lips twitched.

Alright.

This was somewhat expected, usually targeting foreign companies doesn’t affect U.S. interests, but this time, it’s the same as the Transcription Fluid.

Once targeted.

The biggest loser wouldn’t be the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group, but U.S. authorities, just Alzheimer’s disease would make authorities pay trillions more.

And more.

Furthermore.

Countless patients won’t agree, if it blows up, it’s a protest march.

Therefore.

This is hard to push through.

Headache.

Heartache.

Whole body ache.

A large amount of money slips through their fingers each year, they are truly unwilling, now that the damage is done, wanting to suppress it is genuinely beyond their strength.

“Whew!”

The president let out a deep sigh.

Damn.

If only we knew.

We should have let the Transcription Fluid go public sooner, and we could have negotiated with the other party to suppress this drug, it’s become letting them bleed us.

“What to do?” asked the subordinate.

President: “…”

Cold salad.

How should I know.

The usual lobbying means don’t work, which means almost cutting off the possibility of using U.S. authorities to strongly suppress the opponent.

Now.

We can only rely on themselves.

However.

Another helpless problem is in front of them: what to do? So many people are going to Myanmar for treatment now, the results are very impressive and will spread quickly.

Without the United States.

They.

Are just a company, how do you stop such a trend? If Huaxia wants to introduce it, can you still intervene? This is a disease.

The kind that takes lives.

Therefore.

Even if there’s trouble, even if the cure rate is only half or there are risks of death, there will likely be countless patients flocking for a glimmer of hope.

Compared to death.

Madness.

Is worse than death.

Previously.

They thought of creating negative news, but the results were poor; a pile of doubts was drowned in curses, as you know, America is inherently anti-authority.

The bigger it is.

The stronger it is.

The less trusted the company is. You can see in the movies, all sorts of schemers, villains… if not high-level, then big business owners.

Therefore.

When some pharmaceutical companies jumped out to speak of risks, they were immediately drowned by public opinion, similar to the Transcription Fluid, making even me feel like insanity is worse than death.

You’re still talking to me about risks?

Damn it!

Talk to your grandpa.

Get lost!

If you’re capable, create an effective drug too, if not, stop yapping.

Thus.

All major pharmaceutical companies shut their mouths, not speaking personally, lest they get dragged out to be flogged, patient anger is terrifying.

For general diseases.

Criticize.

And leave it at that.

But.

When it concerns life and death, relying on common defamation only backfires, even the experts they hired had their homes trashed several times.

It’s so difficult!

Everything.

Is very unsatisfactory.

Lobbying.

Can’t move them.

Public opinion.

Is a mess.

The consortium.

Is also lying low, making him suddenly feel if he’s been abandoned by the world, just then, the president received a call, his face changed.

After a while.

He sighed.

“What happened?”

“That DuPont family member, isn’t he suffering from Alzheimer’s disease, bedridden for three years? He’s now aboard a plane, heading to Myanmar for treatment.”

“…”

The consortium.

Is completely unreliable now.

Before.

This family stood by them on the issue of the Transcription Fluid, but now, at least regarding this drug, they lost a support.

Moreover.

A very significant support, because it’s not just one person, they have allies too, sending a signal to stop messing with this drug.

“Ha!”

“You win!”

Anyway, he’s out of ideas.

…

Above the Pacific.

A Boeing airliner is flying through the clouds, lavishly designed like a private jet, with two floors and a large medical room.

At this moment.

Many people stood around.

“It’s been a long time since I heard Father’s voice.” Beside the bed, an old man looked at the sleeping elder with a smile, he was sixty, the elder ninety-one.

This time.

Knowing that even in the late stage, there’s a chance for rescue, what care for any repercussions, saving a life is priority, in fact, it’s not entirely unrelated to this, also considering practical factors.

This affair.

If the consortium agrees, of course, it can be pushed through.

However.

Internal division emerged, wanting to act against Myanmar becomes very difficult, too many restraints, coupled with the think tank’s analysis, attacking Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group is thankless.

Therefore.

They are too lazy to bother.

In the future.

Days are still long, let’s deal with the immediate issues first, besides, recently they heard an interesting piece of news, which significantly reduced his hostility towards Myanmar.

Turns out.

All these miracles are related to the Ford family.

No wonder.

All along, regarding Myanmar, the Ford family has leaned towards allowing its development, with the reasoning that it’s a sheep, to be butchered once fattened.

Quite unusual.

First.

How to slaughter, they don’t say.

Second.

Why not take it back to raise? Isn’t it the same?

To this.

Ford explained in many ways, even dragging in: more unknowns, more fun. Such nonsense explanations have been stirring the Myanmar issue.

Causing him endless confusion.

Now.

Finally clear, this sheep seems to be raised by the Ford family, just later the sheep ran away, based on blood relations, Ford believed they could receive it.

Therefore.

Upon knowing this, the elder immediately changed his perception of Myanmar, even though it’s an opponent’s sheep, it doesn’t mean they can’t share it, raising it longer is not bad.

When grown.

And fattened.

Eating it would probably be more delicious.

Moreover.

This could serve as a dark strategy, especially with its increasingly close relationship and cooperation with Huaxia, once this fat sheep is eaten by them in the future.

It becomes a trump card.

Haha.

Nice.

The more you think.

The more interesting it seems, explaining many things, like Myanmar earning so much, yet refusing to buy weapons, looking like if you have the capability come hit me.

Not even saving face for the U.S.

CIA.

Repeatedly humiliated there.

Beaten.

Bullied.

I wondered why they’re so arrogant, daring to confront the CIA, turns out they’re ’one of our own’! With this realization, the elder suddenly found this all quite amusing.

Finally understanding the kind of ’fun’ Ford talked about.

Thinking about it.

Truly joyous.