Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

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At this time, Huo Yao had already arrived in the clubhouse with Huo Changfeng. The signal in the suite upstairs was probably not very good. As soon as it was connected, there was a sound of clawing and freezing.

Huo Yao took the phone from her ear and looked at it. She hung up the phone and quickly connected to the club’s wireless network. She sent a WeChat message to Fang Chen. [The phone signal is not very good, chat on WeChat.

Fang Chen originally wanted to redial a call. Seeing the message that popped up on the screen, he clicked on WeChat with his fingertips, and soon he typed back: [My teacher has a friend from the Pharmacist Association. He is very good about your medicine. Interested and want to see you.

The clubhouse suite was very large. Huo Yao walked to the sofa and sat down. She pressed her eyebrows when she saw the message from Fang Chen.

Because she avoided the recognition of the medicine, she deliberately made it a little rough when she was refining it, and she didn't have a good character. As long as she didn't meet someone who was good at medicine, even Lao Pei would not be able to recognize it.

Soon, Huo Yao replied [Sorry, it is not convenient.

Fang Chen was not surprised to receive this reply. It was just that Wang Laozhuozhuo's eyes were still on his body. He paused before replying: [He is the president of the Pharmacist Association.

Huo Yao's lips twitched, no wonder the medicine would be recognized, and he was not interested in the president, and then he refused, [Too busy, no time to meet people.

Seeing this, Fang Chen couldn’t tell that this was a decline. After he got back a good one, he raised his head and looked at Mr. Wang with an apologetic face, “Sorry Mr. Wang, she’s too busy studying and can’t get out. time."

"That's it..." Wang Lao had disappointment in his eyes, but he also understood that after all, he was an expert and a senior.

In ancient times, Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times, and being rejected once was nothing.

Thinking about this, Mr. Wang felt more comfortable, and he smiled again, "Then wait until he is not busy..."

Before he could say the word, Mr. Wang reacted with hindsight. He twitched his cheeks and looked at Fang Chen, "...What did you just say he was too busy?"

Did he hear it wrong?

It sounds like you are too busy studying??

Fang Chen was startled, and subconsciously replied: "Learn."

The smile on the corners of Wang Lao's lips solidified, and he asked, "What study?"

"Go to school, that little girl is still a college student." Li Fang explained next to him, and didn't realize what impact this saying would bring to Mr. Wang.

go to school?

College Students?

Still a little girl??

After all, Wang Lao's expression was not stretched. He pointed to the plastic bottle with the medicine in his hand. "You said the person who made this medicine was still a school...little girl??"

Li Fang glanced at Wang Lao inexplicably, and said, "Yes, what's wrong with this?"

Old Wang: "!!!"

What's wrong with this?Is this very wrong?!

Old Wang pressed his eyebrows, and then said, "Do you know what this medicine is?"

Li Fang looked at him, thinking that he wanted to get something back to eat, and the other party might want to pounce on him, then shook his head.

"This is an S-level medicine, no, it may be even more advanced than an S-level..." Mr. Wang held the bottle, looking in a daze and trance: "I was only in my thirties before refining the S-level. Medicine."

A college student, at most in his twenties, was able to refine this level. This is simply not a metamorphosis.

He Shu, his most talented disciple, was only studied in his 30s.

Li Fang didn't know the level of the medicine, but looking at the expression on Wang Lao, he also understood that the medicine must be very expensive. Thinking about it, he reached out and took the bottle back from Wang Lao and put it in the other side of his clothes pocket. in.

Old Wang who recovered: "???"