Remember to invite me to your wedding feast

Lin Li had lowered the price of his company's specific drug for stomach cancer to thirty thousand yuan, yet still, no one was buying it.

Everyone felt the same way.

The specific drug developed by Lin Xuan's team had astonishing effects and was officially recognized by the state. The prices were about the same.

They would have to be out of their minds to pass up Shangqing University's specific drug in favor of the one from Lin Li's company.

Lin Li waited for a whole day.

Shockingly, not a single dose was sold.

Gritting his teeth, Lin Li could only lower the price again to twenty thousand yuan.

Twenty thousand yuan barely covered the production cost of the serum itself, not to mention the expenses for labor and equipment.

There was also research and development, which required a massive amount of funding.

Selling it at this price meant taking a huge loss.

Even at twenty thousand yuan, only a handful of people bought it.

And they had produced fifty to sixty thousand doses!

Gritting his teeth once more, Lin Li slashed the price to ten thousand.

Even then.

After more than ten days, they had only managed to sell half of their stock.

"Chairman, should we lower the price again?" his secretary asked.

"We can't drop it any further," Lin Li said, shaking his head.

"We've already lost more than half our investment. If we keep lowering it, we'll lose absolutely everything."

"But Chairman, the stock is already stagnating. If we don't lower the price, how are we going to sell it?" the secretary asked with concern.

Lin Li gave a faint smile. "Not only are we not going to lower the price, but we're also going to raise it. We'll raise it back to thirty thousand yuan a dose."

The secretary frowned.

Wasn't this just digging their own grave?

They couldn't even sell it at ten thousand, let alone thirty thousand.

"It's fine. We are already researching a cure for the upcoming epidemic," Lin Li said, brimming with confidence. "Once the epidemic breaks out on a massive scale and our serum hits the market, we'll become the saviors of the public."

"Then they'll definitely trust the efficacy of our stomach cancer drug. At thirty thousand yuan a dose, the total cost for a full cure will still be lower than Lin Xuan's drug. I refuse to believe people won't buy it."

He had previously lowered the price of the cancer drug just to recover some capital to fund Lei Liming's ongoing research and cover the production costs of the new serum.

Now that they had enough money, there was naturally no need to keep selling it at a discount.

The secretary asked doubtfully, "Chairman, this epidemic you keep mentioning... is it really going to happen?"

"It absolutely will," Lin Li said with absolute certainty.

That dream had clearly shown scenes of the epidemic.

A vast majority of the country's population would develop cold and fever symptoms.

Everyone would be in a state of panic.

The secretary frowned.

He felt that things wouldn't be that simple.

Whatever.

The company wasn't his anyway; he was just an ordinary employee.

Whether the company made money or went bankrupt had little to do with him.

At worst, he would just find another job.

Lin Li gritted his teeth and sneered. "Lin Xuan, if you think you can crush me, it won't be that easy."

"Just you wait!"

"Sooner or later, I will stand at a summit you can't possibly reach!"

When this epidemic hit, he refused to believe Lin Xuan would have any way to deal with it!

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan headed to the pharmaceutical company owned by the Feng Group.

Feng Yaya was now in full charge of this company.

Hearing that Lin Xuan had arrived.

She stood up abruptly from her office chair. However, her eyes quickly dimmed again.

A self-deprecating smile touched her lips.

What was she getting so excited for?

It was impossible.

She and Lin Xuan could never be together.

Lin Xuan already had a girlfriend.

Feng Yaya tried her best to compose herself. She absolutely could not let Lin Xuan notice even a hint of her feelings for him.

Otherwise, Lin Xuan would probably avoid her from now on.

And she would lose any chance to even see or interact with him again.

Feng Yaya walked up to Lin Xuan.

"Hello, President Lin," Feng Yaya greeted with a nod.

"Mhm," Lin Xuan nodded. "How is the research coming along on the preventive vaccine and the serum for that epidemic I asked you to develop?"

"We are about halfway through," Feng Yaya replied. "However, we've hit a bottleneck."

"What kind of bottleneck?" Lin Xuan asked.

"This."

Feng Yaya handed a document over to Lin Xuan.

"The serum is causing a rather severe rejection reaction in the human body. According to our current data, administering these agents easily leads to a high fever, and in severe cases, coma and delirium."

Lin Xuan began to carefully review the data to find the cause.

"Do you have any Windweed here?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Let me ask." Feng Yaya nodded.

She made a quick call to the pharmacy.

"No, we don't," she said, shaking her head. "But I've already sent someone out to get some. Please wait a moment."

"Alright."

Lin Xuan sat down on the sofa and began sipping some tea.

"President Lin," Feng Yaya couldn't help but ask, "I can see that you and President Su have a wonderful relationship. Do you two have any plans to get married soon?"

Even though she had decided to let him go.

She still couldn't help but care about his life.

As she asked this, her palms were sweating from nervousness.

"President Lin, if it's inconvenient for you to answer, then just pretend I didn't ask," Feng Yaya added hastily.

Lin Xuan smiled and replied, "I've already proposed. We've set the wedding for the fifteenth of next month."

Feng Yaya's face turned pale.

They were getting married so soon?

"Is that so?" Feng Yaya forced a smile onto her lips. "Then, President Lin, I wish you and President Su a lifetime of happiness and love together."

"Thank you," Lin Xuan nodded.

Feng Yaya continued to put on a brave face. "President Lin, when the time comes, please make sure to send me an invitation. I'd love to attend your wedding as well."

Lin Xuan replied, "Definitely."

While they were chatting.

A subordinate returned with the Windweed.

Well, to be precise, they had just pulled it from the ground outside.

This Windweed wasn't a medicinal herb, so it wasn't something typically sold in pharmacies.

"President Lin, what do you need this for?" Feng Yaya asked curiously.

Lin Xuan replied, "You'll find out soon enough."

"Add this into the serum you guys are developing," Lin Xuan instructed.

Feng Yaya frowned.

Could this really solve the rejection reaction of their serum?

But.

Wasn't this just ordinary grass?

Although her mind was full of doubts, she still followed his instructions.

"Just do as President Lin says."

Lin Xuan continued, "After adding it, inject the serum into the white mice and monitor their bodies for any rejection reactions."

"Understood."

The subordinate left.

He strictly followed Lin Xuan's instructions to the letter.

Lin Xuan stood up.

"President Feng, I'll be heading back now."

Feng Yaya frowned and asked, "President Lin, aren't you going to wait for the results?"

"There's no need to wait," Lin Xuan said. "If this works, just make sure to add some Windweed to every batch of the serum. As for the exact dosage, your team can figure that out."

Lin Xuan left.

Feng Yaya watched his retreating figure, her brows furrowing slightly.

He had merely glanced at the problem their serum was facing, and he immediately knew what to use to fix it?

And he looked so incredibly confident, too.

Was he really that certain that ordinary Windweed could solve the rejection issue?

Feng Yaya picked up her phone and instructed, "Keep a close eye on the rejection reactions after adding the Windweed. If there are any developments, make sure to contact me immediately."

"Yes, Ma'am," the subordinate complied.

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