Xiao Feng and Yue Ziqing waited in the office for five minutes before Zhuo Tianjun hurried over.
"Brother Zhuo, I didn't disturb your meeting, did I?"
"No, no, brother, sit down quickly, I'm just looking for you."
After the three of them sat down, Zhuo Tianjun let out a long sigh: "Hey! Brother, I can't help you. I wanted you to just sit back and make money, but who knew that the company has been in debt one after another recently."
Xiao Feng holds 51% of the shares and is the largest shareholder of Rongfang Company. The company is not managed well, so he is naturally the one who loses the most money.
"Oh? What happened?" Xiao Feng asked.
"The company is now entering a difficult period..."
Zhuo Tianjun told him everything, and finally said: "Although Wancaotang is a new company, it is very powerful."
"Skin care products and shampoos are all developed using traditional Chinese medicine. It is said that they were created by Wan Longlin, a famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in Jiangcheng."
"Who? Bandung Forest?"
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and he and Yue Ziqing looked at each other. This old guy is really pervasive. He can be found in every field.
"Well! Brother Xiao...know him?"
"I know him. I just dealt with him, a cunning Chinese medicine doctor."
"Brother Desk, how can we turn the company from losses to profits now?"
Xiao Feng asked.
"The two options are to create better new products or to strengthen channel promotion."
Zhuo Tianjun said seriously: "This is why I want to find you. I know that the Xiao brothers have a strong network. Can you see if there are any sales channels?"
"channel?"
Xiao Feng touched his chin: "Even if we find a channel, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If we want to solve the fundamental problem, the first solution must be innovation."
"Oh, I know that too, it's just that the R&D team hasn't been able to come up with a good product for a while."
Zhuo Tianjun was very anxious.
Xiao Feng thought for a moment, picked up the pen and paper on the table, and wrote a prescription.
"Brother Zhuo, this is a hair growth medicine."
"If you ask the R&D team to mass produce as soon as possible, the loss should be stopped in time."
"Hair growth medicine? Does it work?"
Zhuo Tianjun had some doubts. Even if you are a skilled doctor, growing hair and treating diseases are two different things?
What's more, so far, there is no really effective hair growth serum on the market, and it is 100% a scam.
Being able to prevent hair loss is quite impressive. Wancaotang has opened up a new market with its anti-hair loss shampoo.
"Trust me, it'll be no problem."
Xiao Feng answered the phone, stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhuo, I still have something to do. Zi Qing will stay in the company to help you."
"I'm... Oops!"
Zhuo Tianjun looked helpless. He originally wanted Xiao Feng to find some sales channels, but unexpectedly he wrote such a prescription.
"Brother Zhuo, you can try this prescription."
Yue Ziqing believed in Xiao Feng unconditionally.
"talk later!"
Feeling irritable, he stuffed the prescription into the ashtray.
"Mr. Zhuo!"
An old man in his sixties and wearing a white coat suddenly knocked on the door and came in.
"Mr. Ling, has the new product been developed?"
"No, there is not much hope in the short term. It will take three months at the earliest."
Ling Shuhe shook his head.
"Three months?"
Zhuo Tianjun's face darkened, and the yellow flowers and grass had become cold in three months.
They took out cigarettes and handed them to each other. The old man and the young man smoked and discussed the next plan.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Ling Shuhe's eyes lit up.
He saw a piece of paper placed under the ashtray, and the words on the paper caught his attention.
He quickly pulled out the paper, and when he took a closer look, he was dumbfounded. He was so shocked that he was stunned.
"This, this, this...Mr. Zhuo, who wrote this?"
"What's wrong?"
Zhuo Tianjun looked confused.
Ling Shuhe's face was full of amazement: "Wonderful, it's really wonderful."
"This is actually a secret recipe from the Tang Dynasty palace. It contains detailed instructions on how to prepare hair growth medicine. This is simply a priceless treasure."
"What? A priceless treasure?"
Zhuo Tianjun was confused. He thought this thing was useless?
"Of course!"
Ling Shuhe's hands were trembling, excited.
"With this palace secret recipe, our company can develop a new hair growth serum."
"As for Wancaotang's anti-hair loss hair growth solution, what can you do to compete with us? Our company will become the first group that can cure hair loss."
"It's just...the secret recipe was burned at the back, what can we do?"
"It's okay, it's okay. This is what my brother wrote. I'll ask him to write another one later."
Zhuo Tianjun was also full of joy, the company was finally saved.
"Mr. Zhuo's younger brother?"
Ling Shuhe was shocked: "This is really a strange person. It is no exaggeration to say that based on this prescription alone, he is qualified to become the new medicine king."
…
Four o'clock in the afternoon, private chef of the palace in the southern suburbs.
Xiao Feng met Leng Mufeng, the master of the Martial Arts Huifeng Hall, in the private room on the second floor.
What surprised him was that Leng Mufeng was a young man under thirty years old, with beautiful features and very handsome.
Yang Liuqing introduced each other, Xiao Feng cupped his hands and smiled: "Master Leng, I have long admired your name."
Leng Mufeng laughed boldly: "Haha... Mr. Xiao is too polite."
"Sure enough, a boy is born from a hero. Not bad. Please sit down."
As soon as they sat down, Lu Wanqiu opened the door and walked in.
She wore a cheongsam with high slits, completely exposing her slender legs. This woman is really a beauty, making men feel excited when they see her.
"Oh, Hall Master Leng, you haven't been here for a while."
"Mr. Xiao? Are you there too?"
"The arrival of the two of you really makes my palace private chef shine."
Lu Wanqiu came here specifically to say hello, and gave some drinks as gifts. After a few polite words with each other, she left on her own initiative.
After the others left, Leng Mufeng asked with a smile: "I heard from Liu Qing that Mr. Xiao is not only superb in medical skills, but also has extensive research in martial arts?"
"Where, I know a little bit about it."
Xiao Feng said humbly.
"Haha... Mr. Xiao is being too modest, isn't he?"
Leng Mufeng smiled: "Yesterday you defeated Lu Tianlei with Bajiquan, Liu Qingke told me all about it."
"This Lu Tianlei is a master of the Yellow Realm of Bajiquan. Even I may not be able to defeat him."
"It's just a fluke, not worth mentioning."
Xiao Feng is still humble, which is also a kind of vigilance.
"Haha... It's rare to be neither arrogant nor impetuous."
Leng Mufeng picked up the wine glass: "Here, I'll give you a drink to Mr. Xiao."
"Hello, Hall Master Leng."
When Xiao Feng was about to raise his glass, Leng Mufeng suddenly made a move and struck straight at his throat.
It was too late, but it was too soon. Xiao Feng leaned back without haste, and Leng Mufeng's attack missed the target.
The two immediately started a close fight at the wine table, with you and me restraining each other.
Leng Mufeng is a master of mixed martial arts, good at karate, taekwondo, jujitsu, etc. His strength is much higher than that of Lu Tianlei.
Xiao Feng is just trying to find ways to deal with each other, and it will be useless no matter how you change things.
In the end, he used his grappling hand to firmly suppress the opponent. Leng Mufeng's face froze, and Yang Liuqing was also shocked. The hall master actually lost.
"Master Leng, I accept the concession."
Xiao Feng let go of his hand and cupped his fists.
"No, I lost."
Leng Mufeng shook his head: "No wonder Lu Tianlei lost to you, he didn't lose unfairly."
"Sir, this grappler is the strongest I have ever seen. I admire you."
He originally wanted to recruit Xiao Feng to join Fengtang, but now that he has been defeated, he really can't open his mouth.
Xiao Feng suddenly changed the topic: "Hall Master Leng, please forgive me for speaking frankly, you are sick."