Yanjing, Old Mr. Qin's study.
The antique-style study, according to modern decoration prices, is absolutely not cheap.
Numerous valuable and rare medical books emphasize Old Mr. Qin's longtime status in the medical world.
At this moment, the middle-aged butler was reporting the situation one by one.
"Linya Pharmaceutical is on the verge of collapse, and Lin Hai is temporarily missing."
"Zhuge Jianguo is trying to pull some strings and is temporarily stuck in a quagmire, bickering with those workers. You know, those workers are best at stalling and playing Tai Chi."
"Should we take this opportunity to acquire Linya Pharmaceutical, sir?"
Asked the middle-aged butler respectfully, greatly admiring his master.
Indeed, ginger grows hotter with age. A series of easy little schemes have already nearly brought down the newly rising pharmaceutical company.
"No rush, let's wait a bit longer. Countless times in battles, it's the very end that often proves to be the most critical."
