In ten days, the company in which Yan Murong invested technology has been basically completed.
Some approval documents and related licenses were obtained within two days under Su Qingwu's intervention. Su Qingwu also found the company's office location and arranged it on one of the floors of her Huayuan Group. The name was temporarily
It was designated as Huayuan Pharmaceutical. With the office location now available, Su Qingwu simply found a vacant factory building under the company as a production workshop, and the production machines and other things were quickly installed. After a series of
Debugged and ready for use.
The prescription was a secret, so Yan Murong simply arranged Liang Sangui into the workshop, and the prescription was naturally placed in his hands.
Liang Sangui changed from a crippled beggar to the technical director of Huayuan Pharmaceutical in an instant. Xiao Shunzi was also arranged to enter the school by Yan Murong - at that age, he should not be begging on the street.
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"Snapped"
Teng Xiangling returned home, changed and took off her shoes, then took out a cylindrical object as thick as a bicycle handlebar from her bag and threw it in front of Yan Murong.
"What is this?" Yan Murong asked in confusion as he looked at the Sanwu product in front of him, which had no trademark or manual.
"Isn't it just what your prescription made? Let's take a look." Teng Xiangling explained. "This thing, your real wife said she wanted to call it Qufushengjisan - vulgar, too vulgar, I
I think she has read too many novels."
"Quixu Shengji Powder?" Yan Murong was stunned and said with a smile. "Elegance means elegance. We don't rely on the name, but on its effect. If the effect is good, the reputation will naturally be good ----- If you
If you decorate a piece of shit with gold and give it a fancy name, it will probably serve no other purpose than being used as fertilizer."
With that said, Yan Murong unscrewed the cap of the bottle, put his nose to it and smelled it.
"You are not a dog, how can you smell anything?" Teng Xiangling said funny.
"Who said you can't smell it?" Yan Murong didn't even raise his head, squeezed out a little more and put it on his hand to look at it carefully.
"Why is this ----- in the form of a paste?" Yan Murong looked at the transparent paste-like object on his finger and asked in surprise. "The one I prepared is medicinal powder."
"Yes, what you prepared is indeed medicinal powder." Teng Xiangling said. "But what we produce is ointment."
"Why?" Yan Murong was even more puzzled. "The medicinal materials in it are not bad, but the proportion seems wrong - in this case, the effect will not be so obvious."
"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?" Teng Xiangling looked at Yan Murong like an idiot, curled his lips and said. "Of course the proportion is wrong, but the effect of the medicine is fine ----- because it is diluted.
, so, let’s just make it into an ointment.”
"How can this work?" Yan Murong said anxiously. "Isn't this fooling people? Although there is no bone marrow of the horned lizard, the effect is not too bad. If you do this, something that can take effect in ten days needs a
It takes a month to be effective.”
"You are really stupid." Teng Xiangling rolled her eyes at Yan Murong helplessly. "Since it is effective, it is not enough. Besides, there are so many scar removal products on the market, all of which are formulated with chemical agents. Our pure Chinese medicines are already considered
Not bad. Besides, our product is much better than other products on the market-----This product can not only remove scars, but also have a skin regeneration effect, and it can also relieve itching. The most important thing is
, it’s not just a drug.”
"This thing can't be eaten." Yan Murong explained -----It's not just a medicine, how can you still sell it as food?
"Nonsense, of course I know I can't eat it." Teng Xiangling said with a frown.
Isn't it quite nice to see the temperament he showed when he contradicted Zheng Wuming? How could he be such an idiot?
Of course Yan Murong was not an idiot, but he didn't understand for a moment what Teng Xiangling meant when he said it was not a simple medicine.
When I followed the old man to practice medicine in the mountains, he always used this thing to stop bleeding, and he didn't find any other uses.
"Look, look at my face." Teng Xiangling put her delicate, flawless cheek in front of Yan Murong's eyes. "How is it? Did you notice it?"
"Are you wearing makeup?" Yan Murong asked tentatively, thinking to himself, this woman's appearance is really a disaster for the country and the people. She looks very beautiful from a distance, but even more beautiful when she gets closer.
"Who asked you this?" Teng Xiangling said angrily. "Look, your skin is much whiter than before, and the skin's elasticity is better than before - touch it if you don't believe me."
Touch? Yan Murong was stunned by Teng Xiangling's words.
This kind of request is impossible for any man to refuse ----- Although it is just a touch on the face, not everyone has the opportunity to touch Teng Xiangling's face, not to mention, it was her own request.
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Shakespeare said, to touch or not to touch, this is a question worth thinking about.
"You want me to touch it?" Yan Murong asked uncertainly.
"Yes, I let you touch it." Teng Xiangling nodded seriously.
"Then ----- you won't let me take responsibility, will you?" Yan Murong was a little worried. When he was in the mountains, he often heard a saying, which said that a man's head and a woman's waist cannot be married without marriage. And
The same goes for a woman's face. If you touch a woman's face, you are responsible.
So, Teng Xiangling wanted to knock this idiot to death with the sole of his high-heeled shoe. What responsibility would he bear if he touched his face? If he touched his face, he wouldn't get pregnant.
"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"Okay, I'll touch it."
Seeing that Teng Xiangling had a tendency to get angry, Yan Murong immediately reached out his hand and gently touched Teng Xiangling's cheek.
It's so slippery, Yan Murong couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He thought, if this woman's face is so slippery when exposed all day long, then other places are slipperier? Yan Murong really wants to touch other places -
---But he was not invited to touch it. If he touched it, would he be considered a hooligan?
"Did you find it?" Teng Xiang Lingjiao asked with a smile.
"I found it. It's really smooth. Your skin is very good." Yan Murong said honestly - a woman has let you touch her face, do you still want to be stingy with one or two words of praise?
"-----" Teng Xiangling felt that talking to this idiot was too strenuous.
"Idiot." Teng Xiangling straightened up, pointed at Yan Murong and shouted. "I know what my skin is like, do I need you to tell me? I want to say that this thing is not just a simple medicine.
It can also be used as a beauty product.”
"It's okay to say no earlier." Yan Murong said aggrievedly. After a long while, he asked me to touch you again. He thought he wanted me to praise you, but after he finished the praise, he was scolded as an idiot and died unjustly.
"-----" Looking at Yan Murong's aggrieved expression, Teng Xiangling felt a deep sense of helplessness in her heart. She really wanted to find a scalpel and pry open Yan Murong's head to see what was inside.
what.
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