"I won't give up my face for money." Professor Li said angrily.
"Okay, you have the backbone and you want face. After half a month, when I revoke the authorization, I will see what other products your Tianyun sells." Cheng Yong sneered and walked away.
Song Mengyan sat down slumped again, holding her forehead with one hand, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.
"It's just a few formulas that won't make it difficult for you like this." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"You don't understand the importance of these formulas to me." Song Mengyan shook her head, her eye circles a little red.
"The traditional Chinese medicine market has been sluggish, and Sandi Pharmaceuticals of the same type has been competing with each other step by step. In recent years, it has been supported by several formula drugs authorized by Chengyong."
"If he revokes the authorization now, it will undoubtedly be a devastating blow to us."
"Let's do this, I have a few prescriptions here, take a look." Chen Yu said, took out a pen and wrote out several prescriptions.
"This, this is..." Professor Li quickly put on his glasses and looked at Chen Yu's prescription.
"A good prescription for clearing away heat and detoxifying, relieving coughs and asthma, treating wind-cold and fever. It's miraculous." Chen Yu said lightly: "It's better than his prescription."
"Good, much better, more than ten times better." Professor Li has been researching and developing for many years. He can see the uniqueness of Chen Yu's recipe at a glance. He said excitedly: "Mr. Song, these recipes of Mr. Chen's
But it’s a strange recipe.”
"Really? However, the drug approval process is complicated, and half a month... is not enough time." Song Mengyan was delighted, and then her expression dimmed.
The authorization expires in half a month, and the approval of new drugs is very complicated. The market opportunity is fleeting, and I am afraid it will be too late.
"Don't worry about this. I can find a connection and get the approval within one day. For your three previous medicines, half a month is enough to replace them with new packaging and new formulas," Chen Yu said.
"That's great, Chen Yu, you are Tianyun's savior." Song Mengyan grabbed Chen Yu's hand and was so excited that she didn't know what to say: "This time, the Three Emperors made a mistake."
"I'll make a plan right away and try to get it out at night." Professor Li ran out happily.
"Chen Yu, I have decided to transfer 40% of the shares to you." Song Mengyan raised her head and said: "From now on, you will be the largest shareholder besides me in Tianyun Pharmaceutical."
"This is a bit inappropriate." Chen Yu was slightly startled.
"No, without you, Tianyun will definitely not be able to survive this crisis. I know the people in charge of the Three Emperors. Even if there is only a little chance, they will bite us to death. I will give up the 40% of the shares.
You have to be willing." Song Mengyan's eyes were slightly red.
"Okay, I accept it." Chen Yu nodded: "I also guarantee that within three years, Tianyun's market value will increase at least five times."
"I believe you, you have the strength." Song Mengyan nodded.
After performing the acupuncture on Song Mengyan, Chen Yu contacted the Lin family when he returned. For the Lin family, this little thing was a piece of cake.
From Liu Wenyuan, Chen Yu learned that his fate seemed not that simple. Now he could only use his own advantages to work hard to climb up. Maybe one day when he reaches a certain height, the big hand manipulating everything behind the scenes would
gradually revealed.
"Mr. Chen." As soon as he went out, a Bentley stopped and Zou Dalong hurriedly walked out.
"What's wrong?" Chen Yu saw Zou Dalong's panicked look.
"Zhou Long, the head of Qinglong Society, is back." Zou Dalong said nervously, "What should I do?"
"He asked me to meet?" Chen Yu asked.
"That's not true. Now there is no one to support Qinglong Martial Arts School. He has to solve the problems of Qinglong Martial Arts School first." Zou Dalong said.
"Then let's talk about it when he comes to find me." Chen Yu smiled slightly, turned and left.
Qinglong Club, Qinglong Club has been closed for several days since Chen Yu kicked off the club.
The "Qinglong Martial Arts Club" plaque that shocked Fengling was broken into several pieces and placed on the ground. The martial arts club that used to be full of students is now extremely deserted.
After Chen Yu kicked out the club and eliminated two disciples in front of all the students, many students dropped out because they felt that the Qinglong Martial Arts Society was in vain.
Zhou Qing, and three disciples sat in a row on one side, and their injuries were almost identical.
"Senior brother, my three disciples and I had our arms cut off and our cultivation was ruined. You must avenge us."
Zhou Qing's voice became even more trembling. Even though it had been a few days, Chen Yu's destruction of his cultivation still made him emotional.
"Chen Yu, if you insult our Qinglong Club, you will be avenged." An old man looked furious.
The old man's beard and hair are all white, and his eyes are shining brightly. It is obvious that he has extremely deep internal strength. He is the head of Qinglong Society, Zhou Long.
He is already a master of the martial arts realm. His internal strength is extremely deep and he can hurt people from a distance, which is very powerful.
Originally, he was retreating this time to understand the mysteries and find an opportunity to break through to the Jiwu Sect realm. However, he did not expect that before the opportunity was found, his Qinglong Martial Arts School was taken away.
"Senior Zhou." Du Feng hurried over with a look of grief and anger on his face: "My nephew was killed by Chen Yu. Please, Senior Zhou, please kill Chen Yu to avenge my nephew."
"Don't worry, I have just come out of seclusion and need to practice quietly for a few days to dispel the turbid energy. After a few days, I will invite fellow Jianghu people to set up a 'grievance game' at the Xuanwu Teahouse to deal with Chen Yu in public."
"Brother Chen Yu, where are you?" Huang Yiqiang called before he got home.
"Is there something wrong with the old man's health?" Chen Yu instantly guessed Huang Yiqiang's intention.
"Yes, my old man has a physical problem. The symptoms are exactly the same as what you said. He went to the hospital for countless examinations, but no reason could be found." Huang Yiqiang said with some worry: "The old man is not coming, so let me invite you.
.”
"Send me the location, I'll be there soon," Chen Yu said.
On the top of Longshan Mountain, in a slightly dilapidated temple.
The temple is quite old. Apart from the main hall, there are only a few side rooms. These side rooms are the residence of Fourth Master Huang.
There were not many people protecting the temple. There was only an old man in a green robe sweeping the floor with a homemade broom.
The old man was already very old, and he walked tremblingly, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
But every time he touched the ground, a fallen leaf would be rolled up by him. Every time he took a step down, the surrounding fallen leaves would scatter in all directions. It was obvious that he had a very high level of cultivation.
"Uncle Xie, this is Chen Yu, my good brother. He can solve my grandfather's problem." Huang Yiqiang bowed to the old man respectfully.
The old man raised his head and glanced at Chen Yu. After confirming that he was not a threat, he nodded slightly.
"Thank you, Uncle Xie, we're in." Huang Yiqiang quickly led Chen Yu to a side hall. The old man didn't look sideways and continued to sweep his floor.
The side hall is actually extremely simple, with yellow mud walls and a layer of old newspapers outside. There is only a bed and a table inside, with a pair of wooden fish placed on the table. The interior furnishings are exactly the same as those in the countryside in the 1970s and 1980s.
Chen Yu also didn't expect that the famous Fourth Master Huang would actually live in such a simple and ruined temple.
There were already several people in the room. An old man with a long beard, small sunglasses, a robe, and a bald head looked like a Feng Shui master. The other one was a doctor, flipping through a pile of test results.
This gentleman is none other than Mr. Yin-Yang, Duan Tianming, who is famous in Fengling. He is extremely accomplished in Yin-Yang metaphysics. It is said that he has been semi-reclusive and ordinary people cannot invite him.
And this doctor is also Zhang Yiren, an internal medicine expert from Shengjing.
