On that day, as soon as Morgan walked into the office, he saw two middle-aged men waiting for him, and then the two of them handed him a document.

"Are you from the Medical Bureau?" Morgan looked at the two of them and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"That's right, Mr. Morgan, I'm from the Medical Bureau, this is our lawyer, and we are here to discuss with you about the treatment of the sequelae of influenza virus." One of the slightly bald middle-aged men said with a smile.

"Please sit, please sit." Morgan quickly asked the two of them to sit down, and then said, "Oh, now our production capacity is limited and the cost is high, so we are also worried..."

The bald middle-aged man said, "Mr. Morgan is worried about not having enough staff to count money, right? Haha..."

Morgan smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and then asked, "What does the Medical Bureau mean?"

"This time the flu spreads very quickly, but it disappears quickly, and the number of deaths is not many, but the trouble is the sequelae. Now not only domestic patients are putting pressure on us, but even foreign patients are starting to put pressure on us through diplomatic means."

"As you said, Morgan Pharmaceuticals has very limited capabilities and cannot produce enough drugs in a short period of time, so our awareness is to buy out the formula for your product and we designate larger pharmaceutical companies to produce it so that we can quickly meet the needs of patients in various places." The middle-aged man said.

Morgan suddenly realized that he might be in trouble because he is the only one who produces this medicine now. At the current price, the medicine can be sold for at least several years. Even if the formula of this medicine is provided by Ian, it will be enough to make a lot of money from his company.

But if I sell the formula of the medicine to the Medical Bureau, let alone the price loss, even if Ian agrees, then all the money will be taken away by Ian, which will be harmful to him but not beneficial to him.

Thinking of this, Morgan frowned and said, "Although the medicine was produced here, the formula is not mine, and the inventor of the formula will definitely not be sold. After all, this medicine is sold so well now, right?"

This news was somewhat unexpected to the middle-aged man, but he was silent for a while and said: "If the formula is not from Morgan Pharmaceuticals, then the problem of this drug will be troublesome. One is the problem of monopoly, and other aspects such as taxation and inspection procedures may limit the production of drugs. I think you should be very clear about the consequences."

Morgan naturally knew what the man said, but in this way, his losses would be huge, but...

Looking at the lawyer who came with him eager to try, Morgan sighed and had to come to another office, call Ian, and explain the great relationship.

Ian said angrily: "This group of bastards, the seeds I planted, they want to harvest the fruits."

Morgan also sighed: "Oh, someone must be jealous of this medicine so profitable."

Ian was silent for a while, and Morgan heard Ian discussing with another person there. After a while, Ian said: "But there is no other way now. In this way, if they are willing to pay 200 million US dollars, give them the formula. If their bid is less than 200 million US dollars, tell them that I would rather go to jail than give them the formula."

Morgan, who hung up the phone, was a little depressed, which means that it will not take long to go back to the previous dilemma.

"How about Mr. Morgan?" The man from the Medical Bureau smiled confidently. He was basically sure that no one could refuse such a deal. If he sold it, everyone would be happy. If he didn't sell it, he would have to stop production and be investigated.

Morgan nodded and said seriously: "I basically agree, but there are conditions."

"What conditions?" the man asked.

"If the price is less than 200 million US dollars, the inventor of the formula said he would rather go to jail," Morgan said truthfully.

The person and lawyer from the Medical Bureau immediately smiled and agreed readily: "This is not a problem at all." For them, the money was paid by other pharmaceutical groups, and the prices given by those groups were much higher than the 200 million US dollars. Now the extra money can be injected into the development of the Medical Bureau.

When Morgan saw that the other party had not even made a counter, he was stunned. He had known that he would have said more.

"Then let's sign the agreement as soon as possible. By the way, after the agreement is signed, you can no longer produce or sell this medicine here." The man from the Medical Bureau reminded.

"I know." After Morgan signed on behalf of Ian, the man from the Medical Bureau took out a check book and wrote a check for Morgan for $200 million.

After calling the bank to check the check, the two parties took a photo in front of Morgan's company, and the two left.

Then, accompanied by Muto, Morgan came to S City in person to send a check to Ian.

But when they arrived at the street where the entertainment city was located, Muto and the others saw an unexpected scene. They saw a team of hundreds of people placing notes and holding cardboards to gamble the gate of the entertainment city.

What's going on? It starts a few hours ago...

"May I ask, is this Paradise Entertainment Company?" Two men wearing black suits and carrying brown file bags came to the bar in the hall to inquire.

Becky smiled sweetly and said, "Hello, yes, this is Paradise Entertainment Company. What's wrong with you?"

"That's right, we are from Hans Law Firm. Here is a subpoena from the S City Court. Please pass it to your boss, Mr. Ian. This is my business card." One of the lawyers took out a piece of paper from the document bag and handed it over.

When Becky saw it, her face suddenly changed because it was written on it that the case of the Fire Bull Club prosecuting Ian for causing huge losses to them.

After the two lawyers put down the subpoena, they immediately turned around and left without giving Becky the chance to ask.

Betsy came to the office at Ian's door with a worried expression, wandering around there, not knowing how to go in and tell Ian.

Ian naturally didn't know what was happening outside in the room, but this scene was seen by Mira on the surveillance and called Ian.

"Why don't you come in?" Ian asked with a smile on his face.

"I...I..." Becky felt even more sorry for Ian when she saw it. After all, this incident was caused by herself.

"Let's talk about anything if you have it." Ian asked Becky to enter the office. Looking at Becky's expression of grievance, worry, and guilt, he couldn't help laughing.

"You really should look in the mirror and look at your current expression. Haha, tell me, what can make you embarrassed like this?" Ian smiled.

Then Becky bit her lip and handed the paper and business card in her hand to Ian, then lowered her head and said nothing.

After Ian took it, he was also a little surprised when he saw it, but soon he smiled and said, "I think it's a matter. What's the matter? Just leave it to Danny and the others to deal with it."

After saying that, Ian got up and went to Danny's office, and Betsy followed him.
Chapter completed!