Professor Zhang's wife came over, swapping out their cups for fresh ones and pouring hot tea.
Ding Kaifang was a straightforward man. After a few pleasantries, he cut right to the chase. "Professor Zhang, I'll be blunt. We're here today... primarily to ask you to come out of retirement and join us at Ding's Pharmaceutical Factory. We need you to take charge and help us control the quality of our traditional Chinese medicinal ingredients. We want to make genuine, ethical medicine, and for that, we need your discerning eye."
Professor Zhang lifted his teacup for a sip, but then he suddenly raised a hand to cut him off.
"President Ding, I already know why you're here. Professor Gao sang your praises over the phone. I've also heard a bit about your factory's development over the past few years. You certainly have a lot of drive and a promising future."
