Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

Upon hearing this, Komura Sato's face immediately turned deathly pale.

These words were like a knife stabbing him in the most painful spot in his heart.

Unfortunately, their drug development has recently encountered significant difficulties.

However, Komura Sato was not the kind of person who would stammer or hesitate.

He made up his mind; there was absolutely no way to keep this a secret any longer.

This needs to be brought up and faced together.

So he suddenly stood up.

Arriving at the center of the arena: "President!"

Komura Sato was extremely remorseful, leaning slightly forward with his head bowed and his hands pressed tightly against his legs.

This attitude of admitting fault is absolutely commendable.

Upon hearing Komura Sato address him as "Chairman," the man in the tuxedo immediately understood that this guy had probably messed up.

"How so?" His voice was somewhat cold.

"President, I'm sorry, our pharmaceutical products haven't generated a large-scale buying frenzy in China!"

"Because China has developed a miraculous oral ulcer medicine called Kangfusan, which is far more effective than our medicine, our medicine simply cannot be sold."

Komura Sato said apologetically again, "I'm sorry, President. It was my mistake that caused our Great Sakura Empire to not only fail to make money, but also lose a lot of money!"

After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for the man in the tuxedo to reprimand him.

"Baka!"

Suddenly, a cup flew directly towards Komura Sato.

It hit him squarely on the forehead.

As the porcelain cup shattered, it also left a deep bloodstain on Komura Sato's face.

"dad!"

Komura Ueshima was about to rush over when he saw this.

But Komura Sato sternly stopped him: "Don't come any closer!"

Hearing his father's stern tone, Komura Uejima sat down sullenly.

The man in the tuxedo above watched all of this indifferently.

"Komura Sato, do you realize that your failure will create a financial hole for us?"

"Our dragon-slaying plan needs money everywhere, and you're still losing money!"

For someone of the caliber of the man in the tuxedo.

Why you lose money is not the reason.

The real reason is a lack of skill. A truly excellent person can sell something worthless for a high price.

"I'll have someone else take over your work from now on. You can go back to your finance team and continue making money in the Chinese stock market."

"If you still can't raise the money this time to cover your previous funding gaps, then you might as well kill yourself. Our Great Sakura Empire doesn't need trash."

After the man in the tuxedo finished speaking in a cold voice, he waved his hand, indicating that Komura Sato could leave.

Komura Sato breathed a sigh of relief; in fact, he had already prepared to commit seppuku today.

It's wonderful to have another chance now.

We must make enough money for the Great Sakura Empire!

After the matter of Komura Sato was resolved.

The man in the tuxedo immediately turned to one of the people in the room.

"Kenichi Haraki!"

"You're in charge of China's pharmaceutical market!"

"This time, success is the only option; failure is not an option. We must leave a deep impression of our products on the hearts of young and old in China!"

"We don't have much time left. Our plan to slay the dragon is about to succeed."

"Although we failed in our last invasion of China, we are certain we can succeed this time. First, we'll cripple the Chinese stock market. We must win this war without gunfire!"

"Once the Chinese stock market crashes, the government's credibility will naturally decline. At that time, there will be no need to worry. With the Chinese people demoralized, we, the Japanese, can take the opportunity to enter and reap a wave of profits from real economy enterprises."

As the man in the tuxedo spoke, it was as if a magnificent scene of a cherry blossom country appeared before his eyes.

An unusual smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

He turned around and glanced proudly at his back.

Meanwhile, behind him, a huge portrait emerged even more clearly.

A man in military uniform was clearly depicted on it.

If Chinese people were here.

You can see that this is the executioner general who caused all sorts of tragedies in China.

......

The next day when Su Jiang woke up.

I checked the time.

Holy crap! It's only 5:30.

It's all Luo Tai's fault, that old man, calling me first thing in the morning every time.

Now, hitting Su Jiang has become a natural physiological reaction.

Extremely terrifying.

Su Jiang was thinking to himself whether he should change the time to call Luo Taihe at midnight tomorrow.

These old men usually go to bed around six or seven o'clock at night.

Midnight is when they are sound asleep.

......

Now that we're awake, let's get down to business.

Su Jiang glanced at Lin Wanqing beside him.

The room, which had been somewhat calm, was suddenly filled with beautiful morning music.

When Su Jiang woke up for the second time.

It was already noon.

Lin Wan woke up earlier. As soon as Su Jiang opened his eyes, he saw Lin Wanqing standing in front of him with a bowl of porridge: "Su Su, have some porridge."

For some reason, Su Jiang began to imagine some unpleasant scenarios.

Wasn't that how Pan Jinlian fed Wu Dalang medicine back then?

"Ahem, Wanqing, you don't need to bring my food in anymore. I can eat outside," Su Jiang said somewhat awkwardly.

"Okay," Lin Wanqing obediently agreed.

Then she placed the porridge on the table to the side and started looking for clothes for Su Jiang.

Su Jiang's clothes were always specially coordinated by Lin Wanqing.

With Su Jiang's handsome face, he's practically a heartbreaker.

Lin Wanqing wouldn't say that she was worried because Su Jiang was good-looking, like those scheming bitches who would deliberately dress Su Jiang up to be ugly or something.

She believed in Su Jiang.

After leaving Donghu Jiayuan, Lin Wanqing was going to take a bath with hair-shedding lotion.

Su Jiang was somewhat anxious to have Luo Taihe verify the cancer prescription.

Although Su Jiang originally planned to send it to Luo Taihe in the evening or around six or seven o'clock in the evening.

Let this old geezer experience what it means to be so excited he can't sleep.

However, thinking that every minute wasted might mean another person in China would die from cancer, Su Jiang gave up the idea of ​​encouraging Luo Taihe.

It was sent directly to the research institute.

Su Jiang is now the deputy director of the Institute of Chinese Medicine at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Therefore, his car could enter without any obstacles and he didn't need to apply to Luo Taihe again.

In Luo Taihe's office.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Luo Taihe felt an inexplicable fondness for him.

"Su Jiang, what brings you here today?" Luo Taihe poured tea for Su Jiang and then said.

"I came here, what else do you think I might have to do?" Su Jiang retorted.

Luo Taihe listened to Su Jiang's words.

He shuddered.

Just as I was about to drink from the cup, I shook it, and half the water spilled out.

It spilled all over the table.

"You...you've invented something new again?"

Luo Tai asked, his voice trembling slightly.