Top-Tier Superpower Student-Chapter 470 - 442: The Colossal Giant

"I will add another five billion on top of the twenty-five billion to buy out Tiankang Pharma!" Lin Tian shouted loudly.

The market value of Tiankang Pharma was thirty billion yuan. It had been disrupted by Ouyang Wuqing and Gongsun Wudao. Lin Tian's purpose in raising the price by five billion was to show everyone that he had an honest and fair heart and that his Tianyi Pharma was also a conscientious, credible, and reputable pharma company.

As soon as Lin Tian finished speaking, there was an uproar among the crowd; everyone looked at Lin Tian in amazement, giving him a big thumbs up.

"Well done, Boss Lin, five billion, that's some big spending!"

"Miss Shen is truly a heroine among women, it seems the business landscape of Wu'an City will be overturned once Tianyi Pharma opens!"

"I wish you abundant wealth and a booming business!"

..., ....

Below, there was a chorus of festive well wishes.

Lin Tian spoke again, "In three days, Tianyi Pharma will open, and at that time, I hope everyone will come and support us."

"Okay, Boss Lin, count me in as your friend, I'm Jiang Li and I'm solidified."

"I'll definitely come and support."

"I'm coming too!"

..., ....

Lin Tian nodded in satisfaction. This was the outcome he wanted. If all these people could attend on the opening day, it would indeed become a legendary business event in Wu'an City, and Tianyi Pharma would quickly enter the public's field of view!

Then, Lin Tian handed over his bank card, spending thirty billion yuan, and took the related contracts. Tiankang Pharma had officially changed its name.

When Lin Tian left the auction company, a group of people surrounded him, passing their business cards one after another, just to get familiar with Lin Tian's face for future business opportunities.

Lin Tian quickly made his exit; these people should be handled by Shen Mengyi. In the future, it would be her dealing with them.

After Lin Tian rushed out, the crowd completely surrounded Shen Mengyi. It was three hours later before Shen Mengyi was let out, drenched in sweat, with dozens of business cards in her hand.

"I'm exhausted," Shen Mengyi said as she sat in the car, wiping off her sweat and complaining.

Lin Tian handed her a bottle of mineral water and said, "You'll be even busier in the future. Can you handle it?"

Shen Mengyi nodded seriously and said, "I can!"

They returned to the hotel together and called Chen Lihui over to discuss some matters concerning Tianyi Pharma.

Lin Tian said, "Tianyi Pharma is set to open in three days. In this time, we all need to give it our all, especially you, Lihui. How many healing potions can you produce for me in three days?"

Chen Lihui replied, "With Tiankang Pharma's equipment, materials, and research staff, I can produce eight hundred healing potions in three days, each priced at one hundred thousand yuan."

"Eight hundred potions, one hundred thousand yuan each!" Lin Tian repeated the figures to himself and said, "Eight hundred is already a good number, but the miraculous effects of the healing potion are too incredible; people might not believe it if we told them. Moreover, a price point of one hundred thousand yuan is not enough to attract widespread attention."

Chen Lihui shook his head and said, "The cost price of the raw materials for a single potion is about fifty thousand yuan. Adding in labor and other costs, one hundred thousand yuan is already the bottom line."

Chen Lihui was right. However, at one hundred thousand yuan per potion without any established credibility, it would be difficult to sell.

Jiang Hui proposed from the side, "Why don't we go to Wu'an City's Black Fist arenas? People who are into black-fist boxing are wealthy, and they've got money. Moreover, getting injured in a Black Fist match is common, so the demand for healing potions is high there. We can start from this angle."

Jiang Hui's words were a reminder to Lin Tian. Ordinary injuries didn't need healing potions. The largest demand for the healing potions would be with the army, hospitals, or in places like Black Fist arenas that couldn't be mentioned in polite company.

Since the healing potion was newly produced and he didn't dare think about the army and hospitals just yet, his best bet was to start with the Black Fist scene.

Lin Tian said, "Good, we'll visit a Black Fist venue tomorrow. Firstly, to bet and make a bit of money, but most importantly, to market our healing potions."

The next day, Lin Tian went to the suburbs of Wu'an City with Jiang Hui. Inside a hidden cave entrance, they saw the entrance to the Black Fist Arena.

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Just as Lin Tian was about to enter, he was stopped and asked to pay a thousand yuan as an entry fee. Helpless, Lin Tian gave them a thousand.

After that, Lin Tian and Jiang Hui were covered with black hoods, just like in the Black Fist Arena in Capital City, and led in by someone who didn't want visitors to know the way in.

But this was useless against Lin Tian as he activated his clairvoyant ability to clearly see his surroundings. He noted that each intersection had many forks, and Lin Tian guessed that taking a wrong turn would probably trigger a trap, and one would die inside.

After walking for more than twenty minutes, even with his clairvoyant ability activated, Lin Tian had forgotten the way back. There were simply too many paths to remember.

Then a steel door opened, and immediately after, a raucous, blood-pumping shouting filled the air.

The hoods were removed from Lin Tian's and Jiang Hui's heads, and they saw a huge circular stage in the middle where two fighters were fiercely attacking each other.

There were about three thousand people around, all there to try their luck at making some money.

Lin Tian learned that the classification of fighters here was the same as in Capital City; they were divided into Black Iron Level, Silver Level, and Gold Level. In the Black Iron fights, each bet had to be at least ten thousand yuan; for the Silver fights, the minimum was one hundred thousand yuan, and for the Gold fights, at least one million yuan.

Most of these fighters were people from the Black Fist scene, with a few being looked after by wealthy patrons. The specifics were much the same as in Capital City.

The only difference from Capital City was that they also had a Supreme Level of matches. The Supreme Level fights were of two types: one was where someone fought multiple opponents, where the person standing in the ring announced the number of opponents they would take on, and that many people would climb into the ring to battle them.

The second type was to fight the King of Fighters, a behemoth who had been unbeaten for three years since his arrival here. Often, it would take less than three blows to kill an opponent on the stage. The King of Fighters had become a legend here, and the boss of the Black Fist Arena had declared that anyone who could defeat the King of Fighters would receive a prize of ten billion yuan, and one billion yuan to anyone who could withstand three of his moves. Several strong fighters had challenged the King of Fighters, but all had been killed with one punch by him.

As a result, the King of Fighters hadn't had to fight for half a year. A wealthy patron had once thrown down three billion yuan to watch a match featuring the King of Fighters, but no one dared to challenge him, and eventually the matter fizzled out. The King of Fighters remained a legend.