Li Qingcheng looked at Qin Luo with a smile on his face. When the other party shyly shifted his gaze, he lightly opened his lips and said, "You are so mean."

"Each other." Qin Luo said expressionlessly.

He doesn't understand business, but that doesn't mean he's a fool. He knows that if this medicinal powder can really be put on the market, the profits will be staggering.

The market value of Yunnan Baiyao reaches tens of billions. This special medicine that can relieve pain, reduce inflammation, and quickly restore the surface skin of the human body to its original state is definitely more popular among the public.

God has given everyone a love for beauty, but he has not given all his people a beautiful face. Just by calculating how many people in the world have acne marks on their faces, we can initially predict how big the market will be.

Who wants to have scars on their face or body?

Even if Li Qingcheng is given 30% of the profit, it is still a very scary figure. Of course, Li Qingcheng herself understands this. Otherwise, with her shrewdness, she would not agree to such a cooperation method.

"So, we can be regarded as heroes cherishing each other?" Li Qingcheng chuckled charmingly.

"This is the view of a hero sad about a beauty." Qin Luo said. He tried very hard to move his eyes away from the slit on her chest, but ----- inadvertently, his eyes moved there again. Feelings, every pervert

Can't help it?

"I like this answer." Li Qingcheng picked up the teacup in front of him, raised it to Qin Luo, and said, "I wish us a happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Qin Luo raised his glass and met Li Qingcheng.

"When I discovered that there were no traces of my leg injury, I had the idea of ​​​​cooperating with you. Do you know how big the market of the beauty industry is now? China has reached 300 billion."

"If our Allure Skin Beauty Powder can be launched on the market, I am confident that we can quickly capture at least 3% to 5% of the market share."

"Alluring Skin Beauty Powder?"

"Is the name I chose nice?"

"This. Its name is Golden Chrysalis Muscle Powder."

"Oh. This is better. At least I can't understand it. What is a golden chrysalis?"

"A native insect. It grows in the old forests of Yunnan and Guizhou. It is extremely rare." Qin Luo said with a wry smile. "This is also the first problem we have to overcome. There is no way to mass-produce it."

Li Qingcheng's slender and thick black eyebrows were raised, and then quickly relaxed. He asked: "Is there any alternative material?"

"Yes. But the effect is definitely not as good as Golden Chrysalis Powder." Qin Luo said.

"Chinese turtle essence sells hundreds of millions of boxes every year, so how many turtles can be used to boil the essence for him?" Li Qingcheng asked rhetorically.

"------"

Seeing Qin Luo lowering his head to drink tea but not speaking, Li Qingcheng laughed softly, gently kicked Qin Luo's calf with his toes, and asked: "Handsome guy, just wait until you get rich. After making money, what will you do best?"

What do you want to do?”

"Get a wife." Qin Luo replied without thinking.

"------There is no future. With so much money, why do you need to worry about this? I'm afraid there will be so many women that you won't be able to push them out even if you want to." Li Qingcheng said disdainfully. "Apart from this?

"

"Build Qinluo Hope Primary School."

"------" This time it was Li Qingcheng's turn to be speechless. She felt like she had met a monster.

This man, or rather this boy, is not as innocent as he seems on the surface.

After rejecting Li Qingcheng's suggestion to have lunch together, he didn't dare to hang out with those female hooligans again. If things went on for a long time, his chastity might really be in jeopardy.

Qin Luo stopped a car and rushed to the Medical University. At this time, Lin Huanxi should still be waiting at the door.

He originally wanted to call Lin Huanxi and tell her not to wait and go back first. However, he was worried that she would ask why.

Somehow, subconsciously, Qin Luo didn't want Lin Huanxi to know that he and Li Qingcheng were together.

Perhaps, Lin Huanxi's expression that night let him know that this 'ice*fire' combination was actually incompatible with water and fire.

The taxi stopped in front of the school. Qin Luo did not see Lin Huanxi's champagne-colored BMW, but saw Wang Hao and Chen Xiaoxue arguing about something at the door.

Chen Xiaoxue had tears in her eyes and wanted to hold Wang Hao to prevent him from leaving. Wang Hao looked disgusted, shook off her pull, got into his silver Mercedes-Benz and drove away.

"Master, follow that Mercedes-Benz." Qin Luo shouted to the driver.

"Little brother, isn't this something bad?" the driver said with a sneer on his face.

Qin Luo didn't say anything, but took out two big bills and handed them over.

"Hey, don't worry. You can't lose it." The driver stepped on the accelerator and followed.

Qin Luo was very unfamiliar with Yanjing. He didn't even know how many streets he had passed through, how many overpasses he had turned on, and how many traffic lights he had passed--when the silver Mercedes-Benz turned into a building in the suburbs of Yanjing.

While walking to the factory building, the taxi stopped not far away.

"How much?" Qin Luo asked.

"One hundred and ninety-five dollars."

"I just gave you two hundred. You don't need change for the five yuan."

"Isn't that a tip?"

"That's prepaid fare."

"--------"

The driver turned the car around and ran away in tears.

"American Aojia Medical Equipment Sales Co., Ltd." Qin Luo looked at the golden sign on the factory building and sneered. The Chinese people's mentality of worshiping foreigners is really serious. Everything must have a foreign name. It seems to make it even more...

Tasteful and classy.

After Wang Hao's car entered, the factory door was closed tightly again. This made Qin Luo feel even more weird.

They say you open the door to do business, why did he close the door in broad daylight?

According to Qin Luo's understanding, the gate must be heavily guarded. Fortunately, this location is in the suburbs. I don't know what purpose they chose the location for, but they found such a remote place.

Qin Luo walked all the way back along the corner of the factory wall.

When he glanced around and found no one paying attention to him, Qin Luo lifted the hem of his robe and tied it around his waist. He took a few steps back, then sprinted forward, kicked his feet on the courtyard wall, and the person climbed up.

The wall is more than two meters high.

I lay on the courtyard wall and waited quietly. I listened for a while and heard someone talking not far away.

"Second brother, the boss has recently received another batch of goods, right?" a young voice asked.

"Yes. Where did he come in from?" A hoarse voice replied. There was a slight cough as he spoke. Qin Luo could tell that he came here because of smoking and his lung disease was already very serious.

"Oh, what a crime. It's not like the boss has no money, so why can't he just buy some original goods in a serious manner?"

"Li Anotherxi, you fucking want to die? That's what you said? Why do we working people care so much? Whoever pays us wages is the boss. Why are we so worried?"

"Second brother, I just feel uncomfortable in my heart. That's why I'm talking to you."

"You can say this to me, and no one else can say it. Otherwise, you will be beaten to death. Who is the leader in this factory, and who is not related to the boss?"

"Yes. I understand. Second brother, let's go eat. It's almost time."

"Let's go."

The sound stopped and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Qin Luo, who was lying on the wall, listened carefully to what the two said and was even more sure that there would be a problem in this factory.

Looking up, the factory building was quiet. Except for the shadows of people moving in the distance, there was almost no one in the backyard.

Qin Luo landed on his toes and lightly jumped down from the wall. Then he rushed into the factory like a fox.

The factory building was eerie and smelled of dampness.

From Qin Luo's professional perspective, the hygienic environment alone does not meet the conditions for selling medical supplies.

Of course, this thing is really nothing among domestic enterprises. No one really regards it as a standard to remove people.

As long as you have relevant background, you can make health care products in public restrooms. Didn’t you see that Shenzheng TV reported that some unscrupulous stinky tofu workshops use fecal juice to ferment the tofu in order to make the tofu stinky quickly?

In the magical country of China, everything is possible.

Medical supplies such as infusion sets, syringes, dental instruments, catheters, surgical supplies, and disposable leather packaging bags with the trademark of a well-known international manufacturer are scattered on the ground.

Seeing what was in front of him, Qin Luo immediately understood everything Wang Hao had done.

Fortunately, Qin Luo had recently learned how to take pictures with his mobile phone. He took pictures wildly of the scene in front of him, then put several samples into his pocket, and then sneaked out.

Just as he climbed up the wall, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Qin Luo almost didn't let Qin Luo carry him down.

He landed quickly, pressed the connect button from his pocket, then pressed the answer button, and asked unhappily: "Who is it?"

"It's me." Lin Huanxi's faint voice came from the phone.

"Ah----Sister Lin, where are you?" Qin Luo asked. He also realized that his tone just now was a bit harsh.

"I have a reception task at noon, and I just had to free up time. I may not be able to go back for dinner at noon." Lin Huanxi explained.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. I can just go back by myself." Qin Luo said.

"Well. That's it." Lin Huanxi said.

"goodbye."
To be continued...