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Indeed, all the sections of Time magazine describing them were full of praise. In a sense, those lavish words were all correct, because the established facts were indeed as they were.
But the means by which this result was achieved—those who read the magazine—were completely unaware of it…
The reason other pharmaceutical companies raised drug prices is that before Mrs. Gray became famous, she had been using Williams' channels to get her high-quality drugs into the market and deliberately lowering the prices. However, this was a very small number and was difficult to sell in the beginning. When other pharmaceutical companies realized this, they began to raise the prices of some drugs accordingly, in order to persuade consumers not to believe in those so-called "cheap and inferior drugs".
After their official launch, they began to release their research findings and sell them at prices far below market value, which undoubtedly had a serious impact on the market.
The new round of market competition triggered by their drug launch dealt a blow to other competitors, who are only now realizing the problem. However, they simply cannot lower their prices to the same range as Mrs. Grey. After all, Mrs. Grey can disregard income levels and reserve funds, but her competitors cannot; they also need to make money to support their companies.
This led to their prices, which were originally at the normal market price, being interpreted as a reluctance to lower the price even slightly during this critical moment, making Mrs. Grey and her group a breath of fresh air.
They have won the initial battle of public opinion and will continue to act at this pace.
After all, reputation is incredibly important for a company...
People mistook Mrs. Grey for Florence Nightingale, but little did they know...
"So far, this is only part of the commander's overall plan. After that, it will be Umbrella."
After a quick operation, Mrs. Grey took a sip of her coffee and took a short break.
“Yes, that’s right…” Morido lay comfortably on her office chair, and after making sure that no outsiders would enter the office, she put her legs up on the desk in front of her.
"By the way, do you remember Nemokin's reaction when she saw Dandre during dinner last night?"
"Tsk, stop talking, Morito. She explained everything to us afterward. She just took over my body."
Before Mrs. Grey could answer, Nemokin walked in carrying a stack of documents and casually placed them on Moridor's desk.
"Phew... It's just a body like mine, but I think I look pretty good with my hair down. The Commander seems to like it too... Here, approve it. The staff have been particularly enthusiastic since receiving the Governor's commendation. There are two more applications for permits related to new drug development."
Morido wasn't in a hurry. Still reclining in her office chair, she waved her hand and said, "Just agree to everything. Trust their abilities; we're not short of funds anyway..."
Not only themselves, but also the hard work of these employees deserves recognition. Therefore, Mercury Rose gave all employees a raise of $200.
Then the whole company held a celebration all night...
472 Company Status.2
"Speaking of the first employee who submitted a new drug research application to us, who was he again?"
“Let me see… his name is ‘Benjamin,’ and his two colleagues… Ein, Carmen.” (This Carmen is not the Carmen from the Alicia Band; they share the same name.)
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"Phew, they were more enthusiastic than we expected. It seems that $200 is a big deal for them."
Not long after, Mercury Rose pushed open the door and came in, looking much more tired than her sister.
After all, it was her decision to give the raise, so the employees were naturally very happy and expressed their heartfelt gratitude to her.
One of the researchers, Ain, who was one of the key contributors, did not react to the pay raise; he simply submitted another research application report.
Morido naturally agreed. As long as the employees made new achievements, they would support them. After all, every employee who could contribute was their capital for being active in the market. Their own research and that of their employees went hand in hand, which ultimately led to this result.
Although they are not good people, they will still do what is right and proper, since it is a mutually beneficial act.
“Grey,” a cold female voice suddenly came from the corner, “when will I get a job? I’ve been sitting here for a long time, either reading or looking at my phone. When will I get a proper job?”
Her voice made Gray chuckle twice unconsciously, then he shook his head helplessly.
"Don't rush, Ti. It's not time for conflict to break out yet. After a while, we'll need you to go out and solve problems more often. For now, let's maintain the status quo and read a few more books."
"..."
Ti didn't react to this, and then continued to look back at the book in her hands.
After changing positions several times, she now stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, occasionally looking down at the city, and occasionally reading the book in her hand. It has been a long time since she did her regular job.
Although, according to Luo Fan, she was supposed to work with Gray, there didn't seem to be anything she could be of any help with...
Aside from assassination, she doesn't seem to know any other jobs...
All I can do is read through the books on the bookshelf, or occasionally chat with the commander about the recent situation.
Now, the elites of Paradis have gathered here, but the atmosphere is not as tense as one might expect; they seem to be simply exchanging information about their recent work.
Pascal is still busy in the basement; she has to complete the task entrusted to her by Lovan and the next stage of her research.
A completely new company is managing AI, striving to replicate humanoid forms as closely as possible; mass-producing low-level Nieto; developing new humanoid combat support kits; and... researching new biological weapons. Ugh, I'm so busy lately...
Pascal glanced at the monitor, then followed Morido's example and lay down on the folding bed in the lab, slacking off for a while.
I feel like I've never worked at such a high intensity before. Usually, I just touch myself for a bit and then lie down, or I rely on coffee to keep me going. Sometimes, coffee even helps me sleep better.
"Phew... They said they were getting married, but everyone's busier every day..."
She raised her hand, and the ring glittered under the laboratory lights. On the ground, the light might have been even more captivating, but now, its significance was more than enough to make it shine.
Everyone's workload has increased noticeably. After finishing their reception work and settling into their homes a week ago, they had only had two days of relaxation before work piled up one after another. The governor's commendation left them with almost no time to relax, as this was the most crucial period for building a good reputation and could not be neglected.
She wished she could have a holiday soon; she just wanted to go back to her room and get some sleep. The folding beds here were dangerous; one wrong move and she might fall off, plus the air quality wasn't great...
But Pascal was always aware that this was just the beginning, and it wasn't time to get really busy yet. By then, she might not even have much time left to sleep each day.
She could only take advantage of the remaining opportunity to slack off as much as possible. As one of the company's chief researchers, her subordinates were even more proactive than her, such as the three earliest employees: Ein, Benjamin, Carmen...
They were much more proactive than I was...
Having thought too much, Pascal raised his hand, covered his eyes, and soon fell asleep.
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A lot has indeed happened in the past period of time, but for them, it has all been good things, and has basically been progress and accumulation in their careers. Although it is tiring, it is all worthwhile.
"Dandelion, will the weather get better recently?"
In the warehouse, Luo Fan stood behind Dandelai, letting her operate the computers on the table and use her to complete some electronic tasks, such as checking the weather station's report.
It's impossible to wait for the weather forecast forever, but the reopening of the airport isn't entirely up to them either. At least Luo Fan can make further plans based on the upcoming weather.
Dandelai slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice, "No, the typhoon is only approaching now, and its impact has not yet reached its peak, so please don't worry."
"But M4 and the others are still thousands of kilometers away, waiting for us."
"..."
She didn't answer, and instead continued operating the computer.
However, they have not made any significant positive progress in the process of returning to the quarantine area. Several weeks have passed, and they are still trapped in New York by the typhoon.
"By the way, Danderley, why are you still wearing my commander's coat?"
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She quietly tightened the collar of her coat a little: "I'm used to it, and the weather has been rather damp and cold lately, so I've been wearing it all the time."
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In fact, this was the first time Luo Fan had seen his commander's coat in person, and he was quite interested in it.
He reached out to take off the coat to take a look, but as soon as his hand touched it, Dandre shook his shoulder and blocked his hand elsewhere.
"I hope you won't have any preconceived notions about me because of the appearance of this body."
"But these clothes are mine to begin with, and besides, Nemokin looks just like you."
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She lowered her head and remained silent.
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Side Story Preview
I'm planning to write a side story to tell about Nekitia's past with Rosalie and Ethel, and to prepare for the new characters that will be coming soon.
At least let everyone know what happened in the beginning and the end. Once it's connected with the previous side stories, everyone will be able to better understand this part of the story.
Before proceeding, please search for "CounterSide OST [Unofficial]" on NetEase Cloud Music (it's a podcast). We'll be using this music frequently, and it greatly enhances the reading experience.
This isn't a very happy story; it's mostly about helplessness...
Volumes: Sinners, Villains, Carnival
1. Prologue
Twenty years ago, in Gloria, Eastern Europe
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"Accurate information, timely reporting, Glonia Border News brings you the latest news! Tonight, the National Day celebrations will proceed as scheduled."
"The entire National Day celebration began at midnight when the declaration of the founding of the nation was delivered, and ended perfectly with a concert at dawn."
“And along the central road where the ceremony was to be held, a large number of Nada Belin citizens had gathered early in the morning, waving national flags as they walked toward the city center.”
"Look at the magnificent sight of citizens waving national flags; this is the most beautiful scene in our country, the future of our nation..."
"Now, please... *sizzle*... *sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle*..."
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"Rebel attack! Rebel attack! A raid from the 14th Southern District! Report to the Department of Defense and the GIA immediately!"
"Immediately halt the National Day celebrations!"
"Where's the White Eagles' A10 squadron?! Why haven't they arrived yet?! We're under attack!!!"
[Whirling sound...A10 strafing sound]
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The National Security Bureau stated that the bombing in front of the National Memorial Hall was a planned terrorist attack by the anti-government group "Pure Blood Age of Knowledge".
"This attack resulted in the deaths of hundreds of audience members who came to enjoy the performance..."
"Musician Louise Schneider, who was involved in the incident, is undergoing further treatment."
"The attending physician stated that Ms. Schneider's central nervous system was damaged, resulting in lifelong paralysis of her lower body, and the actions of anti-government groups have aroused the anger of the people nationwide."
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Eight years ago, on the border of Gronia in Eastern Europe.
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"Hey, if you can, take me across the border now, I'm in a hurry."
"Okay, let's take the next bus."
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Amidst the dilapidated ruins, the girl boarded a truck and, under the watchful eye of the local thug, quickly climbed into the cargo compartment.
She was the last person to board the bus. Before her, the bus was already packed with all sorts of people, some exhausted, some covered in wounds, some even breastfeeding their babies, while others were motionless and looked as if they were dead.
In any case, those who squeeze onto this train are unlikely to be glamorous rich people, but their purpose is nothing more than two things: to enter or to escape this country.
Gloria, a country plagued by war and poverty, has been embroiled in conflict for decades. However, twelve years ago, a large number of new and undeveloped minerals were discovered within its borders by chance. This attracted the White Eagle and many Northern Alliance (NAUO) countries to enter and mine the minerals. As a result, the Gloria central government received protection from the Northern Alliance countries, but it only provided protection and never took the initiative to carry out any purges against the rebels.
Everyone knows that as long as the war in Glonia continues, the government will never have a chance to catch its breath. Meanwhile, the countries that are mining with the White Eagle are taking advantage of the situation, using the pretext of protecting Glonia's national security to engage in large-scale mining and employ laborers. The Glonia government has no right to object, and if it wants to protect its fragile nation and autonomy, it can only choose to cooperate with the Northern Alliance countries.
This is the tragedy of this country: nominal autonomy, but in reality, it is merely a puppet of the White Eagle.
The girl already understood all of this, but her goal was not to find a place to settle down, nor was it for any ideal life; she still had other purposes.
The girl removed her dusty cloak, took out a notebook, and began to write.
"Search records for the conductor's current status, 2012.xx.xx, entered Gloria territory, no leads found..."
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Inside a dilapidated house on the outer ring of Nada Belin
The girl threw her cloak into the trash can, tossed her gear onto the sofa, and lay down completely.
"Rosalia, you're late."
A sweet voice called out the girl's name and handed her a cup of hot coffee.
The girl glanced at her, then sat up again and took the still-steaming cup of coffee, even though all she wanted to do now was rest; the smell of sweat and fish in the freight car made her dizzy.