In a short time, the other party had said a dozen words such as "Sorry" and "Don't mind", but he was still confident and continued to offend me.
Not to mention Shun Han, even Song Xiang had a bit of a temper.
"From what Mr. Yan said, he probably wants to monopolize Panasi?"
Yan Han: "The Yan family has no tradition of sharing food."
Kashiwahara Yu smiled, but his eyes fell on Song Xiang's face, "It's not impossible."
His gaze was too obvious. Yan Han had a porcelain spoon next to him. When he noticed that he was looking at Song Xiang again and again, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the spoon out with his backhand.
The spoon flew just past Kashiwahara's cheek, fell to the ground, and shattered.
"Take care of your eyes." Yan Han warned.
Kashiwahara Yu was stunned, then laughed, and shook his head helplessly, "Goodbye, Mr. Yan..."
"You'd better stop talking nonsense."
Kashiwahara Mi: "...Okay."
"Ms. Rong has suffered from malaria?" he asked again.
Song Xiang said bluntly: "I haven't had it, but my mother has."
"In...the mother's body?" Kashiwahara's eyes flashed behind his lenses.
Song Xiang nodded.
The person opposite sat up straight and rubbed his hands as if happily, "Mr. Yan, the patent rights can be sold exclusively, but I have a condition."
"explain."
"Panaxil can treat malaria and has undergone clinical trials. It is completely safe. However, we have not yet obtained data on people like Ms. Rong. If Ms. Rong can take the medicine to prevent it and give us the follow-up data, we will
You can consider licensing it exclusively." Kashiwahara Yumichi.
Song Xiang subconsciously asked: "Has it passed clinical trials?"
"Yes, it has been treated and it is absolutely safe."
Song Xiang found it not difficult to accept, "Then..."
"You want her to be a test subject." came a cool voice.
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, aware of the anger in the voice, and she quickly pulled Yan Han's sleeves under the table.
Kashiwahara stopped talking and tried to explain: "Mr. Yan, this..."
"Do you know who you are facing?" Yan Han interrupted him, with dark eyes and a strong tone, "Are you dreaming that you want my fiancée, Yan Han, to be your experimental subject?"
Kashiwahara was speechless and looked a little unhappy.
"I told you, the medicine is very..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Han had already picked up the chopsticks at hand and tapped the table, which was full of warning.
"Mr. Yan, it's hard for us to talk with you like this."
"Then there's no need to talk about it."
Yan Han casually threw his chopsticks onto the porcelain plate, with an arrogant attitude, and led Song Xiang to stand up.
"Don't take yourself too seriously. A small family like you can only live on this shabby island."
He spoke straightforwardly and in a completely casual tone to educate his subordinates.
Song Xiang followed him. It was not easy to reconcile things at this time.
After being dragged out, she didn't even have a chance to look at Kashiwahara Yu's face.
"Stern Han, walk slowly."
She jogged all the way to keep up with his footsteps. The man had a cold face and rarely paid attention to her.
Song Xiang pursed his lips, and as he walked, he recalled what had made him angry just now.
Sitting in the car, she looked at his face, which stank like shit.
She raised her hand and poked his face.
"Hello?"
Yan Han frowned and avoided her movement.
Song Xiang blinked, a little shocked.
"Shen Han, are you out of your mind?"
"drive!"
The driver got the order and quickly started the car.
Song Xiang sat on the edge, dumbfounded.
Crazy memories, what exactly did I do wrong?
The car drove all the way, and when it reached a place without tree cover, Yan Han suddenly said: "Stop!"