When Chen Feng saw Mr. Qin looking at him, he didn't say anything to indicate to him to look at the house.
Mr. Qin looked at the prescription carefully, carefully considering the proportion of each medicinal ingredient, and finally came to the conclusion that there was nothing wrong with this prescription, and it even had a very good effect in treating hair loss.
After thinking about it in his mind, he glanced at Chen Feng again, and Mr. Qin said tentatively: "Fangzi is fine, do you want to make a product?"
Seeing Chen Feng nod, Mr. Qin was a little puzzled: "Are you going to let me do it?"
After knowing what Chen Feng was going to do, Mr. Qin didn't think that he was just letting him know the recipe.
"I remember you have a pharmaceutical company under your name, why not do it together?"
"Not only is one company the only one, but it also controls most of the products. What do you think will happen to such a company?"
"Either you become the overlord completely, or you fail completely."
After Mr. Qin finished speaking, he understood that Chen Feng didn't want the company to be regarded as a thorn in others' side.
After all, cosmeceuticals are a hugely profitable industry, and the products he has launched already occupy a large piece of the pie.
If he always introduced other products with good effects, such as hair growth products, he would inevitably be jealous.
What's more, sometimes eggs can't be put in the same basket.
"Since you leave this matter to me, don't worry, I will definitely do it well for you."
Chen Feng looked at Mr. Qin patting his chest in assurance, and said seriously: "The friendship between the two of us is a friendship. We can discuss cooperation as we should."
Even though his relationship with Mr. Qin is irreconcilable, favors can be borrowed and repaid, so it's better to just understand it from the beginning.
Mr. Qin wanted to say something. Looking at Chen Feng's eyes, he grabbed the prescription and said, "Okay, let's just do business."
"Okay." Chen Feng also responded.
Then the two of them started to discuss the medicinal materials used in this prescription. Neither one accepted the other's advice, and the argument became red-faced and thick-necked.
After Han Hao finally finished dealing with those people's illnesses, he was just about to come to Mr. Qin's office to take a breather when he saw the two men fighting like cockfighting cocks.
"You..." He was about to say something when the two of them pulled him over: "Do you think this rhubarb is better from Sichuan or Binhai?"
When Han Hao heard this, he answered without thinking: "I think Shonan is good."
"Nonsense!"
"That's nonsense!" Mr. Qin puffed his beard angrily and stared: "Is this what I taught you before?"
"For a recipe like this, you should use herbs with mild medicinal properties. The Binhai one has a hint of coldness."
"The one from Shonan is good and has sufficient medicinal properties."
The two of them originally wanted to persuade Han Hao to decide on this medicine, but as a result, the three people's views were inconsistent, and a new round of debate began again.
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and reflected on the bodies of several people.
Gradually, the sun sets over the western mountains, and the radiance of the setting sun fills the earth.
Colorful lights gradually lit up on the busy streets.
A full moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moonlight reflects on the ground like water waves.
"Okay, just use this medicine!" Mr. Qin wrote down angrily.
Looking at the finished prescription, I smacked my lips and felt that I still had some unfinished thoughts.
Because of his identity, few people question him about the medicine he uses and how he uses it.
Like today, there is no one who can argue with him endlessly.
After moving his sore muscles and bones, Mr. Qin felt relaxed physically and mentally. This feeling was so comfortable.
"Chen Feng, I took advantage of you as my teacher."