"Mr. Park, here are our contract terms and related research and developnt details," Liou Rui said with a smile, as she handed the docunts over first.
Mr. Park was the CEO of Xianjing Group, and he was accompanied by two secretaries.
"The contract doesn't matter," Mr. Park shook his head. "I agreed to negotiate with you this ti because I want to discuss the formulation issues."
"Is there a problem with the formulation?" Liou Rui countered.
"Based on the samples you sent, I had soone analyze the raw materials and reverse-engineer the rough formulation," Mr. Park said lightly. "And this formulation is not particularly qualified. The products produced based on it have flaws."
The formulations in Liou Rui's hands were all written by Ren Feng. With a faint smile on his face, Ren Feng asked, "Then, Mr. Park, what problems are there with the formulation?"
Mr. Park glanced at Ren Feng, and Liou Rui introduced with a smile, "This is Ren Feng, the inventor of those formulations."
After translation, Mr. Park looked slightly surprised when glancing at Ren Feng, "Mr. Liou, I didn't expect you to even bring the inventor of the formulations. Just right, I've also invited relevant personnel."
"Go invite Mr. Zhao."
Mr. Park directed his last sentence to a nearby staff mber. The suited man promptly stood up at his words and walked outside.
Shortly after, a middle-aged man dressed plainly walked in, his face carrying an air of arrogance, arms folded, and his expression showing so disdain.
"This is Zhao ibin, one of South Korea's three great doctors," Mr. Park also stood up to introduce, full of respect in his tone.
Ren Feng was sowhat surprised. While having dinner last night, they had discussed traditional Chinese dicine in Korea, noting that South Korea had three great doctors: Zhao ibin, Sheng Quangong, and Zhang Helin.
The dical skills of these three were indeed quite remarkable; otherwise, they wouldn't bear the title of great doctors.
Besides them, above the three, there was an elder known as the national treasure-level Korean doctor, nad Yin Xingshui.
Yin Xingshui's dical skills had reached an extraordinary level, unmatched by anyone in South Korea!
However, even though Zhao ibin and others hadn't reached Yin Xingshui's level, they were still quite outstanding.
"Hello."
Ren Feng stood up and reached out his hand to Zhao ibin. Unexpectedly, Zhao ibin didn't extend his hand. He glanced at Ren Feng's hand, snorted coldly through his nostrils, and turned to Mr. Park.
"Mr. Park, are they Huaxia people?"
The tone was full of disdain, almost with a sense of disgust.
Ren Feng raised an eyebrow, his eyes cold, while Liang Keqing was also a bit angry, not to ntion the group of business elites that Liou Rui had brought over.
What's wrong? So what if they are Huaxia people? Do you look down on us?
"Ah, yes, please forgive , Mr. Zhao," Mr. Park quickly bowed and apologized, "The samples you evaluated last ti were indeed from this person, and the formulations are all his."
"Oh?" Zhao ibin sized up Ren Feng and shook his head disdainfully, "Mr. Park, there's absolutely no need to cooperate with this group of Huaxia people. His formulations are simply basic concoctions that can be easily traced in our pharmacy lore."
"Moreover, his formulations are all rubbish. Mr. Park, do you really want to cooperate with soone carrying garbage?"
"This..." Mr. Park began to hesitate.
"Mr. Park, I can concoct these potions for you at any mont," Zhao ibin stated blandly, arms folded.
Mr. Park was instantly delighted, "Then, I thank Mr. Zhao in advance."
Zhao ibin nodded arrogantly, and seeing Ren Feng and others staring at him, he added, "Mr. Park, do not conduct any more transactions with Huaxia people in the future. Their dicine all originated from our great South Korea and was renad traditional Chinese dicine. Our Korean dicine, how could it be compared to their garbage?"
"Yes, yes." Mr. Park nodded and bowed, then said to Liou Rui, "Mr. Liou, I'm sorry, but I've decided to cancel the cooperation with you."
Liou Rui's face slightly froze, while the surrounding business elites were fuming, with one male employee suddenly pointing at Zhao ibin angrily, "What gives you the right to call our traditional dicine garbage?"
"Exactly, your Korean dicine clearly originated from our traditional dicine. When did it beco your origin?"
Zhao ibin's deanor was truly disgusting!
Zhao ibin couldn't even be bothered to look at them, stating blandly with his arms folded, "Do not be indignant. History provides the facts. Korean dicine originated in our Korea; this is historically docunted. As for the claim that Korean dicine is superior to traditional Chinese dicine, if you deny it, there's nothing I can do. Mr. Park, please see the guests off."
"Yes," Mr. Park replied with exceeding deference. Just as he was about to see Ren Feng and others out, Ren Feng suddenly burst into hearty laughter, laughing so heartily.
"What's so funny?" Zhao ibin frowned, looking at the young man, eyes filled with disgust.
"I'm laughing at your profound abilities to twist truths and utterly shaless behavior, each more profound than the last," Ren Feng said calmly.
"Hmph," snorted Zhao ibin. "Young man, everything requires so evidence."
"Evidence?" scoffed Ren Feng. "On this, evidence is unnecessary. I thought Koreans were big-faced liars, but I was gravely mistaken. In matters like these, you have no limits—just more shalessness, no end to shalessness! And you, once again, managed to lower my perception of fools!"
"You cannot change the facts," Zhao ibin seethed with anger.
"Facts? Let tell you what the facts are. The fact is, when our traditional dicine originated, you Koreans were still playing in the mud; the fact is, traditional Chinese dicine is grand and profound, while Korean dicine is re child's play; the fact is—"
Ren Feng paused, then coldly said, clearly and deliberately, "In my eyes, Korean dicine is nothing but trash!"
"You!"
Zhao ibin was thoroughly enraged, pointing at Ren Feng, trembling with anger.
Mr. Park was also sowhat angry, "Sir, you are not permitted to insult our great doctor. Furthermore, the cooperation is canceled. Please leave here imdiately!"
Ren Feng calmly looked at Zhao ibin, whose face was burning with anger.
"You say Korean dicine is garbage? Fine, very fine." Zhao ibin angrily declared, "The China-Korea dical Skills Contest will be held today. I will be there, and if you have the skill, co challenge and let's see whether your traditional dicine is truly garbage!"
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