Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 1100 Pharmacist

Wang Lao took a few sips of water, moistened his throat, and then said, "You also said that it is not easy to find a medicinal farmer. Can the other party ask for a lower price?"

The assistant scratched his head embarrassingly, "But the requirement to participate in the dividend distribution of medicinal materials is a bit of a lion's mouth."

How many medicinal materials go in and out of the association each year, even if it is one-thousandth of the dividends, it is not a small amount.

Veteran Wang put down the cup and glanced at the assistant, "If you can cultivate a rare breed, I will also give you dividends. The key is do you have that ability?"

The assistant lowered his head instantly.

Old Wang shook his head, "You people are just too narrow-minded."

The assistant dared not answer the call.

Old Wang tapped his fingers lightly on his knees, thought about Xiao Xu, and said, "So, you go to make an appointment with this medicine farmer tomorrow, and I will meet him in person."

As soon as the assistant heard this, he raised his head in surprise, "Do you want to talk in person?"

"Yeah." Mr. Wang didn't say too much. After thinking of something, he looked at his assistant again, "By the way, did you receive the courier this afternoon?"

He remembered that Xiao Huo said that the courier sent to him was the same city.

"Yes." The assistant nodded, "I'll get it for you now."

"Go quickly." Wang Lao rarely urged.

The assistant hurriedly walked out of the office and went to the utility room next door. After a while, he took the courier and returned to the president's office.

Wang Lao picked up the small scissors to open the box, took out a porcelain bottle from it, and couldn't wait to open it.

Wang Lao smelled the smell, and there was obvious surprise in his eyes. Although it was an S-grade medicine, the rich and purified taste was obviously higher than that of the S-grade medicine.

He poured out another grain in the palm of his hand.

The assistant next to him rarely saw the president so excited, so he could not help but set his eyes on the medicine in his palm, and asked curiously, "President, what kind of medicine is this?"

Mr. Wang didn't speak, just put the medicine back into the bottle, and after closing the lid, he let out a sigh, "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves."

A twenty-year-old senior pharmacist, no, it may be far more than this level.

The assistant didn't understand what the president was saying at all, and just looked at him quietly.

"You put this bottle of medicine in the collection room and mark it as S-grade Yiyuan Pill." Veteran Wang handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to his assistant.

When the assistant took the bottle, he almost trembled when he heard Wang Lao's words, "S... grade medicine?"

"Um.

"Old Wang glanced at his assistant, "Do you know who made this medicine? "

The assistant squeezed the bottle tightly, thought about it, and said, "Could it be Mr. He?"

There are not many senior pharmacists in the association, and there are very few who can make S-level medicine. The president only made S-level medicine two years ago, and now the most talented person in the association is He Shu, except for He, he can't think of anyone else.

Wang Lao shook his head, "It's not him."

His apprentice's talent is good, but after seeing today's medicine... his apprentice is a scumbag.

The assistant was curious: "Who is that?"

Wang Lao held the water glass again, took a sip, and replied slowly: "The new vice president."

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his eyes widened, "Just that Vice President Huo??"

Wang Lao nodded, "Yes."

The assistant lowered his eyes and glanced at the porcelain bottle in his hand. When he first heard the president mention this vice president, he thought that he was at most an A. level refining pharmacist, and now... he is an advanced pharmacist, and he can refine S-class?