Gu Beicheng’s dicine appraisal process was indistinguishable from a true Pharmacist, be it in his deanor or movents.
He could even be said to be more professional than many Pharmacists.
Regardless of the score Uncle gave, Xia Yinian felt pleased that he took what she made seriously.
So, she chose to ignore what he said just now.
After all, she didn’t really have the skill to take up a real contention with Uncle.
The next ti Gu Beicheng saw her, Xia Yinian asked softly,
"How did it go?"
"Today’s dicine, I give it a four out of ten," Gu Beicheng responded solemnly.
Xia Yinian was a bit disappointed with this score, but she quickly ca to accept it.
"Could Uncle tell where I need to improve?"
Gu Beicheng nodded, a rare seriousness to him, at least, it was rare for him to show this seriousness in front of Xia Yinian.
He enjoyed seeing the look in her eyes; today’s ti was not wasted.
"The process could be a bit shorter in ti..."
Xia Yinian had not expected Uncle to be an alchemy genius.
She believed that if he were willing to put effort into this field, he would surely achieve great things in the future.
But hadn’t he already achieved great success around ten years ago? Was her thinking flawed?
In Ye City, who didn’t know that the Seventh Young Master had graduated with a doctorate at eighteen and founded Imperial Group at twenty?
Moreover, within just five years, he managed to push Imperial Group into the top three businesses of Ye City.
Without a doubt, the Seventh Young Master is a legendary figure in Ye City.
Thinking about it, Uncle was truly versatile in every aspect.
God really was unfair, perfectly bringing the phrase "unfairness" to life through Uncle.
It was really, really unfair; why could Uncle be so excellent, so perfect?
Yes! Perfect!
Except for his personality, which was a bit too domineering, a bit too aggressive...
When Xia Yinian ca out of the Alchemy Room, Gu Beicheng didn’t follow.
Looking at the man not far away, she walked towards him.
"Let’s go, expert. Since you’re not here for the competition, I suppose you wouldn’t be interested in what dicine I made."
Xia Yinian finally understood the reason for his previous coldness.
"My na is Leng Zhishuo, I am serious about participating in the Alchemy Competition."
Leaving those words behind, Leng Zhishuo turned and walked away.
Watching this cold figure, suddenly, Xia Yinian felt she must have done sothing wrong.
But hadn’t he just left after bringing her to Uncle? She had thought he was just a bodyguard.
It seems that might not be the case.
She hadn’t intended to humiliate anyone; it was just that, since he had brought her to Uncle, she naturally thought that way.
"Mr. Leng, I’m sorry! I didn’t an it like that..." After a mont of shock, Xia Yinian chased after him.
Entering the reception room of the dicine factory, there were already quite a few people sitting and waiting.
With about half an hour left before the concentration ti, those who had finished making dicine rested or discussed inside the reception room.
Leng Zhishuo continued to ignore her, and there was nothing Xia Yinian could do.
Knowing that this man was always so cold, she regretted joking with him.
She sighed softly and sat down next to Leng Zhishuo.
"Mr. Leng, take a look at the essential oil I made."
Xia Yinian turned her head towards the person next to her, her lips slightly lifted in a smile, hoping to make him forget what had just happened.
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