Ian saw Muto hesitating, and thought for a while, and said, "Don't worry, I will do what I promised you. What I asked you to do for me will definitely speed up your time to realize your wish."

Originally, Muto had already been inclined to Ian's decision, and Ian's words were even more a shot of heart-wrenching. After hearing this, Muto nodded immediately and agreed to Ian's request and said, "Tell me, what do I need to do?"

The two left the restaurant and went straight to Morgan Pharmaceuticals. Although the company was not big, its management was still very standardized. After entering, someone immediately received them and took them to visit the exhibition hall on the first floor to introduce the company's products to them.

"In addition to selling these medicines, we can also process various medical reagents..." The receptionist introduced politely, but saw that the fat and thin man were always looking around and did not dare to be interested in her introduction.

"Hmm? Why did you stop? Then you will introduce it. It's pretty good." Ian smiled at the receptionist.

"It's like this. Our company's products and businesses have many categories. Why don't you tell me the purpose of your coming here? Then I can better introduce the corresponding content to you." The receptionist said with a polite smile.

"Haha, impatient." Ian smiled at Muto.

"Go and tell your boss that we are here to help him solve the problem." Muto sat on the sofa, making everyone around him worried about whether the sofa would dissipate.

A few minutes later, the receptionist came over and said, "Two gentlemen, the boss asks you to talk to his office."

The two went to the office on the third floor, where there was a thin and tall middle-aged man. With just a glance at him, Ian could be sure that Mira was telling him that the information was correct.

The man's eyes were black, his beard was covered with stubble, his tie was hanging randomly around his neck, and the ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts. The messy tabletop and the image of the man told Ian and Muto that the man was trapped by something, and so far, no solution was found.

"Can you help me solve the problem?" The middle-aged man did not talk much, and went straight to the point without even asking about their identities.

"It should be possible." Ian said an ambiguous words with a smile.

"Do you know what my problem is?" asked the middle-aged man.

"If we didn't know, we wouldn't have come here. Your current problem is money. Am I right?" Ian asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man was stunned and asked again: "Can you help me?"

"Yes, but I need you to help me, too." Ian replied.

"As long as I can help me solve the problem, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you. After all, there is no free lunch." After hearing Ian's words, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the chair.

"Haha, don't you ask what I want you to do for me?" Ian smiled.

"I can't control that much. If my problem cannot be solved, the company will go bankrupt within a week. I have worked hard for many years to get to where I am today. I don't want to live my previous life again. So, as long as your affairs don't let me go to jail, I won't refuse." The middle-aged man lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said.

"Don't worry, you won't be allowed to go to jail, but you will make you rich," said Ian.

"You can tell me now, what are you planning to help me." The middle-aged man put out the cigarette and sat upright.

"I know there is a problem with your funds. You have not made any profit for half a year. Even the funds in your company's account are only a few thousand dollars left. The salaries of employees this month cannot be guaranteed. Am I right?" Ian said.

"Although I don't know where you got the news, I'm right, and then?" asked the middle-aged man.

"I want to acquire your company." Ian said the purpose of his trip.

"Acquisition?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and said, "I can't. I will never sell the company. If I want to sell it, will the funds still be a problem?"

"Maybe what I said is not very accurate. I mean, we will cooperate with it as part of the acquisition of the company." Ian explained again.

"You mean to invest?"

"Well, that's about it. I'll give you some money to invest in the company. I won't interfere with any operation of the company. I just need you to help me produce a batch of medicines." Ian said.

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was stunned. This was a very simple thing. He didn't need to invest in the shares at all. He could easily find a pharmaceutical company by taking out the money. So he asked in confusion: "Is there no need to invest in the company?"

"Of course, but I have never liked to be known by too many people in my work, so I can feel at ease if I can have my own pharmaceutical company." Ian replied.

The middle-aged man then understood and thought in his heart that what if he wanted me to produce a DP, it would be difficult to deal with. But then he thought again that if he did not accept his request, he would not have nothing after the company went bankrupt. Besides, have other pharmaceutical companies also studied many illegal drugs secretly? If he did not agree, he would definitely find someone else.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man asked, "How much are you planning to pay?"

"I've already found someone to estimate that the value of your company is about 10 million US dollars. I will inject 5 million US dollars, accounting for 30% of the shares. What do you think?" Ian asked.

"Well, this is very reasonable. I agree. When will your money be paid?" the middle-aged man asked immediately.

"I can transfer it to you now, but I will only pay one million dollars this time. After you help me make the medicine, I will pay another million. The last three million will be paid to you at one time next month." Ian said.

"Yes." After the middle-aged man agreed, Ian transferred one million to the company's account.

Seeing that the money was received, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Thank you, but the medicine you want to make is not a DP, haha."

"Of course not, it's just some ordinary potions." Ian also smiled.

"Then... do you have finished medicine that needs to be analyzed and copied, or..." the middle-aged man asked.

"I have a recipe for the medicine, but it will take two days to give it to you. Also, my name is Ian, and you can just call me Mr. Ian from now on." Ian smiled.

"Haha, okay, Mr. Ian, then you can call me Dr. Morgan." Morgan also smiled.

Soon, after signing a simple agreement, Ian and Muto left the company.

"What's next?" Muto asked after leaving the company gate.

"You need to go on stage for the next thing." Ian took a deep breath, looked at the sky, lowered his voice and started to speak to Muto.

"What? Are you going to set fire?" Muto looked at Ian in surprise.

"That's right." After getting Ian's exact answer, Muto knew that he would definitely not be able to persuade him, so he could only act as Ian's wishes.
Chapter completed!