Seeing that the time was ripe, Han Lang smiled and spoke calmly.
Cao Xuerong was excited, then became a little worried.
"Young Master, your medicine is so fast, won't there be any side effects?"
"Don't worry, absolutely no side effects!"
In the Lichuan Continent, the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit was merely a spirit fruit used for brewing wine. After volatilizing, not even dregs were left, so how could there be any side effects?
With Han Lang's promise, Cao Xuerong felt relieved. Her eyes rolled, and an idea struck her.
"If that's the case, let alone two hundred million, twenty billion wouldn't be a problem. Young Master, you and I are old acquaintances. How about this, 2.5 billion, and you sell me the secret formula?"
"Hahaha..."
Han Lang couldn't help but laugh heartily at this. Cao Xuerong, who had been disbelieving just a moment ago, was now earnestly considering the secret formula.
"They say the beautiful president of Monde Group is good at calculating, and today I've truly experienced it. But Miss Peach, it's not that I'm unwilling to sell, it's just that the most crucial ingredient in this formula, no one else has it but me. Even if you buy the formula for 2.5 billion, you can't buy the medicinal ingredients! Wouldn't it be useless paper if it can't be produced?"
Cao Xuerong looked disappointed, but this didn't mean she gave up.
"Then how about this, I'll handle the clinical and drug regulatory issues. You give me thirty percent of the shares, how about that?"
Han Lang was truly speechless.
Seeing the potential of the medicine, Cao Xuerong, who had been in business for a long time, seemed to have a professional habit. Her ability to find loopholes made Han Lang sweat. He quickly raised his hand to stop her.
"That won't do! At most twenty percent, no more..."
"Deal!"
Before Han Lang could finish speaking, Cao Xuerong had already clapped her hands with him cheerfully. This made him freeze in place.
"So you were waiting for me here?"
"Hehe..." Cao Xuerong smiled charmingly. "In terms of medical skills, you are naturally professional, but when it comes to doing business, hehe, you're still a bit green."
Han Lang looked annoyed.
With a little trick from her, he had passively given up 5 percentage points of profit. If Han Kang were here, he would probably give him a rap on the head!
But now that the words were out, there was no room for regret. If he really did that, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?
So, he could only sigh helplessly, shake his head, and say.
"A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea! I really can't play you..."
Cao Xuerong chuckled and said displeasantly.
"Tch, look at you being so stingy! It's just for Xiao Ying's sake, what's wrong with you giving me a few points? But I'm telling you, I don't have that much cash right now, I'll have to go to the company's finance department tomorrow!"
"That's fine! I'll book a restaurant for tomorrow, and we can celebrate the signing. Also, all matters of Han's Pharmaceutical Factory are handled by my brother. I'll call him out then, and you can discuss the cooperation details together."
Cao Xuerong couldn't help but roll her eyes at Han Lang.
"You're deliberately trying to find a professional to guard against me, aren't you? Hmph! Even if your brother comes, it'll be the same. He might not be my match!"
Han Lang wanted to deny it. Because he really didn't know all the business of Han's Pharmaceutical Factory. But having just been outsmarted, he had to suppress Cao Xuerong's arrogant demeanor. So he lowered his voice and said with feigned profundity.
"Of course! If I can't control you, I have to find someone who can!"
Cao Xuerong was not to be outdone.
"Alright, then you call Xiao Ying too. Let's see who controls whom!"
When Luo Jiaying was mentioned, Han Lang was completely deflated. For a moment, he didn't know how to refute, and could only let Cao Xuerong continue to be smug.
"You're amazing, I admit defeat!"
After leaving the Cao family, Han Lang immediately called Han Kang and told him the basic cooperation plan discussed with Cao Xuerong.
Han Kang was overjoyed to hear that the issue of two hundred million had been resolved. After understanding the details of the share division, he immediately expressed his intention to prepare the materials for tomorrow's negotiation with Cao Xuerong.
The next day,
In a private room at the Yihe Xuan Restaurant in Lecheng.
Luo Jiaying sat upright on the chair, looking around, appearing very uncomfortable.
"What's wrong? Xiao Ying. Are you not feeling well?" Han Lang asked with concern.
Luo Jiaying first cautiously glanced at Han Kang, then lowered her voice and said softly to Han Lang, "Eating with Brother Han Kang is too oppressive. Look at his serious expression, he doesn't even know how to smile!"
Seeing her aggrieved little eyes, Han Lang found it a bit amusing, but he still whispered to comfort her, "You know he's been a quiet person since he was young. Just let him be, you relax yourself."
Luo Jiaying wanted to say more, but Han Kang, who had been buried in organizing documents, suddenly spoke, "What bad things are you two saying about me? I can hear you!"
Luo Jiaying was startled and quickly forced a smile, waving her hands repeatedly to explain, "No, no! I was telling Brother Han Lang that your serious look is the most handsome. Hee... heh heh..."
Seeing her awkward appearance, Han Lang was incredulous and thought, "Do you have to be so afraid of him?"
Before he could speak, Luo Jiaying leaned closer again, cautiously observing Han Kang's movements, and lowered her voice even further. If Han Lang hadn't cultivated to the fifth level of Qi Condensation, he wouldn't have been able to hear her at all.
"Brother Han Lang, how much longer until Senior Sister arrives? Why don't you call her and hurry her up? This atmosphere is really unbearable!"
After speaking, she immediately sat up straight and put on a professional fake smile towards Han Lang as if nothing had happened.
Han Lang was helpless and had to walk out of the private room to call Cao Xuerong. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, he bumped into Wang Fei, who was passing by.
"Yo, Han Lang? What a coincidence. Your family is almost bankrupt, and you still have spare money to eat at such a high-class restaurant?"
Han Lang didn't want to deal with him and continued to search for Cao Xuerong's phone. However, Wang Fei, who was always waiting to kick a man when he's down, wouldn't let him go so easily. He continued,
"You're just barely surviving, aren't you? Tsk tsk, two hundred million, you can't even get that by selling yourself, right? Heh heh heh... How about you kneel down and apologize to me, and I'll have a good word with Brother Gou, asking him to let you off the hook, what do you say?"
Wang Fei's taunts were something Han Lang could no longer tolerate. His expression immediately turned serious, and he said.
"Do you also want to be slapped twice like Gou Tuizhi to be happy?"
Wang Fei didn't know that Gou Tuizhi's face had been swollen like a pig's head a few days ago because Han Lang had hit him. Although he had some suspicions, Gou Tuizhi had repeatedly emphasized that he was just a bit overheated, and being simple-minded, he hadn't thought much about it at the time.
But hearing Han Lang say this now, and recalling Gou Tuizhi's situation at the time, he couldn't help but retreat two steps in fear, looking at Han Lang with terrified eyes but no confidence.
"You... you dare! If you touch a single hair on my head, my Wang family will not let you off!"
"What? Is your Wang family even more difficult to deal with than the Gou family? If you continue to speak without restraint, I don't mind teaching you a lesson on behalf of your father!"
Han Lang said, looking fiercely at Wang Fei, his hand unconsciously raising slightly.
Seeing this gesture, Wang Fei hurriedly retreated two more steps. This man in front of him dared to hit Gou Tuizhi, who had more than a dozen bodyguards, so he might really dare to lay a hand on him.
"You... you stay away from me. I'm telling you, there are cameras everywhere here!"
Han Lang found his submissive look a bit amusing. Just then, the private room door behind him opened again. Luo Jiaying, who couldn't wait, poked her head out and asked.
"Brother Han Lang, how is it? How long until Senior Sister arrives?"