"Oh, by the way, this is the ingredient list and various coefficients of the new product!"
Su Li took the thick pile of information and started flipping through it again, reading line by line.
Su Li, who was reading the information carefully, did not notice that every young man in the research institute cast a fiery and admiring look at him.
After a long time, under the expectant gazes of everyone, Su Li raised his head.
"It seems the problem has been found."
Su Li's slender finger marked a spot on the information, and everyone surrounding him looked around.
"Although perilla leaf and cypress grass play complementary roles in repairing it, for customers with sensitive skin, adding the two together at the same time will reduce the skin's tolerance."
"As a result, the overall effect of using the cream will be redness or even breakouts, which is what you call an allergic reaction."
The whole audience was in an uproar. They just browsed the information for a while, without even performing the most basic experimental operations, and they came to the conclusion so easily?
Isn't this a little too outrageous?
Before anyone could ask questions, Su Li's voice sounded again.
"Experiments can be dispensed with. I happened to do research on these two herbal medicines when I was studying for my Ph.D. at Harvard."
Wang Zhenzhen's eyes sparkled and she continued to ask questions.
"Now that the ingredient problem has been identified, how should we deal with it now?"
"If we eliminate the dosage of one of the ingredients, the cream will not be as effective for customers with non-sensitive skin."
Several pairs of bright, big eyes looked at Su Li at the same time, waiting for what this professional would say.
"Actually, the processing method is not as complicated as you think, and there is no need to mediate the ingredients at all."
"My suggestion is that the black bandage cream can be innovative, and two creams can be made that are suitable for each skin group according to the characteristics of the skin group."
"For the moisturizing version, you can choose one of the perilla leaves and cypress grass, which is tailor-made for sensitive skin. The other is the refreshing version, just use the previous ingredients."
Su Li's cadenced voice fell, and the whole place became restless, with praises rising one after another.
"That's right! Why didn't we think of a way to produce two versions of a product beforehand?"
"This is a routine that has never appeared on the market. If our Qingcheng Group really launches this, it will definitely usher in a wave of enthusiasm!"
"Our entire research institute project team has been busy working on a project problem for half a month, but Mr. Ye's husband solved it in less than an hour. It's really amazing!"
Under the hot gazes of everyone, Ye Qingcheng took Su Li's arm and walked out of the research institute in an affectionate manner.
"As expected of my husband! You can handle any big problem with ease!"
Hearing his wife's unstinting praise, the corners of Su Li's mouth raised slightly.
"Then I helped you solve such a big problem, shouldn't you reward me?"
Su Li raised his eyebrows slightly and tapped his right cheek with his finger.
Ye Qingcheng's ears turned red and her beautiful eyes flashed. She looked around and found that no outsiders were passing by, and quickly left a sweet kiss on Su Li's cheek.
The two continued to wander around the company. When passing by the live broadcast room, Su Li deliberately looked inside, trying to find Yang Wei.
As if he noticed something strange about Su Li, Ye Qingcheng spoke.
"Husband, Sister Xiaowei went to the south to participate in a program some time ago. She was traveling back and forth and was not accustomed to the local environment. As soon as she returned to Jiangcheng, she fell ill with a fever."
"My company can't leave here yet. If you have nothing to do, you can go visit Sister Xiaowei for me."
Yang Wei, like Ye Qingcheng, is a real workaholic. Ever since the live broadcast industry started, it has been smooth sailing.
It can be said that Yang Wei's career has been rising step by step, and she has become a well-known female anchor.
In order to vigorously promote Qingcheng Group, her team has blocked many programs on business trips from other places, and now they are extremely tired.
"Husband, when you go to visit her, you must persuade her well."
"Sister Xiaowei must be strong. If I hadn't forced her to rest, she would have dragged her illness to work on the live broadcast."
Hearing Ye Qingcheng's words, Su Li's heart moved.
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Yang Wei lay weakly on the sofa, her face extremely rosy due to the high temperature. After searching for a while, her eyes settled on the water glass placed on the edge of the coffee table.
He reached forward with his right hand and accidentally dropped the water cup to the ground.
Looking at the broken glass on the ground, Yang Wei felt helpless and sighed weakly.
Just as she was about to push herself up to stand up, there were knocks on the door.
"Sister Xiaowei!"
"Are you at home?"
Hearing the familiar voice coming from outside the door, Yang Wei's arms softened and she collapsed back on the sofa again. The huge range of movements caused the coffee table and the sofa to collide.
Su Li frowned. After hearing the loud noise inside the door, he hurried forward and subconsciously pushed the door open.
"Sister Xiaowei!"
Yang Wei's heart suddenly jumped heavily. Looking at the tall figure who broke into the door, her consciousness gradually recovered. She weakly raised her hand and looked in the direction of Su Li.
Su Li strode forward, hugged Yang Wei in his arms, and raised his hand to gently touch her forehead.
I could only feel the dense cold sweat spreading on my head. Underneath the cold sweat was a frighteningly high body temperature.
Yang Wei closed her eyes tightly and leaned quietly in Su Li's arms, exhaling heavily from time to time.
Seeing Yang Wei's long legs exposed in the air, Su Li frowned.
"You're such an old man and you don't even know how to wear more clothes when you have a fever."
After complaining, Su Li stood up, picked up the limp Yang Wei, and carried her back to the room.
After the two quilts wrapped her tightly, Su Li stood up.
A soft hand firmly fixed his elbow.
Yang Wei's eyes were blurred, she looked at Su Li's vague voice and murmured.
"Su Li...don't leave."
"Stay with me, don't leave."
Several murmurs touched the softest part of Su Li's heart. Looking at Yang Wei's pitiful face, Su Li's heart moved.
He gently touched Yang Wei's forehead and said in a gentle voice.
"Sister Xiaowei, I won't leave."
"I'll get you some water, okay?"
As soon as she heard the water, Yang Wei's upper and lower lips licked together, and the tip of her tongue deftly poked out, circling her lips, trying to moisten the dry corners of her mouth.
Yang Wei, who was ill, seemed to be doing things unintentionally, but in fact they were playing with Su Li's heartstrings everywhere.
Feeling the soft grip on his elbow loosen, Su Li immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen.
In the sink, the dirty dishes were almost piled up. In addition, there were a lot of instant noodles trash thrown randomly on the table. Su Li sighed and put them away silently.
He had been to Yang Wei's residence many times before, and was already familiar with the layout. After heating the water, he found a bag of remaining millet from the refrigerator and started to cook porridge.