"This old bastard, he is still engaged in media hype, it seems that Okamoto Murafu, this guy, is quite good at playing, I didn't expect that selling medicine can sell this realm, it seems that Okamoto Murafu is determined to develop in this Xiangcheng......" When Li Xiaoming said this, he thought of a good way again.

Then he said to himself: "In that case, then I want to have a good time with you!"

……

The next day, Okamoto Murafu also followed the public's field of vision, and walked into the eyes of many people, most of them thought he was a good person, however, there were also very few people who knew that this Okamoto Murafu was actually a complete scumbag, but it was only a few people, and they didn't dare to make a mistake, naturally, few people would stand up to be this hero.

"Thank you, in fact, my original intention is to let everyone be able to get some help in my own medicinal material company, after all, the number of people who get sick every year is too much, and now many people are asking me, is there a special drug?

At this time, a small reporter jumped out and took the microphone and asked: "Hello, Mr. Okamoto Murafu, may I ask, can you tell me about the drugs produced by your company, compared with the black medicine produced by Mr. Li Xiaoming in the previous market, the effect will be better?"

"Yes, Mr. Okamoto Murafu, do you think the black medicine is better, or is the medicine you produce better?" another reporter also chimed in.

The whole scene was very curious about the answer to this question, and for a while, it was almost boiling.

Okamoto Murafu was suddenly a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but blush, looked at Yu Xihua beside him, still smiling, but said in a very low voice: "What the hell is black medicine? When did Li Xiaoming also do this?"

"Mr. Okamoto, don't you know? A special medicine that was popular in China at that time was a miracle medicine produced by the company under Li Xiaoming's guy, called Black Medicine, don't you know such a big thing?" Yu Xihua also said with some embarrassment.

Okamoto Murafu suddenly looked like he was struck by lightning, his face was very embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to hide, this time it was good, obviously he was selling a painkiller, to put it bluntly, it was addictive, and there was a drug that was relied on, and it was also a banned drug in the country, but it was just a name change, and the effect was changed, and it became a new drug named by Okamoto Murafu, so that the business became legal, but no one knew the inside story of this.

Seeing this, Okamoto Murafu also scolded in a low voice: "You stepped on a horse and didn't tell me, you are really ...... Oops!"

Speaking of this, Okamoto Murafu hurriedly comforted the reporters who opened their questions, and hurriedly smiled: "Hehe, this, in fact, in my own opinion, the efficacy of black medicine may be much better than the drugs produced by our company, but I can also assure you that our company's medicine must be pure natural and pollution-free, and everyone can eat it with confidence!"

"Then Mr. Okamoto, you

Do you think that the strength of your company is a little bigger, or is the strength of Mr. Li Xiaoming's company a little bigger? It is said that Mr. Li Xiaoming has also come to Xiangcheng, may I ask, have you two thought about cooperating?" A reporter asked again, always feeling that he was not here for an interview, as if he was here to find trouble, and mentioned Li Xiaoming if he didn't agree with him......

Okamoto Villager's face was even more ugly than before, but Li Xiaoming, who was standing in the distance, sneered and said, "Xiao'er, fight with me, you are still a little tender!"

It turned out that Li Xiaoming came to the scene of the press conference of Okamoto Murafu's company early, for no other purpose, in fact, it was to let Okamoto Murafu know how weak his heart would be if the consequences of making fake drugs would make him, so as to tell him not to hold any bullshit press conference, maybe he would get himself in.

"Okay, okay, fellow reporters, I've asked a lot of questions, I think you better stop first, and after the ribbon is cut, you can ask questions again, okay? Come on, let's move here! Please, Mr. Okamoto!" Yu Xihua was also in a hurry, and hurriedly said such an excuse.

When the reporter heard this, he had no choice but to give up, after all, he was the protagonist of the scene, and if he frequently made trouble for him, maybe the people in his company would also give him trouble, so he still kept his mouth shut.

"Mr. Li, are you still satisfied?" the reporter said with a smile on his face.

When Li Xiaoming heard this, he said with a smile: "Thank you, you did a good job! I just want this effect, okay, trouble!"

After speaking, the reporter turned around and left directly, and didn't say anything, Li Xiaoming saw this, and came to the scene of the ribbon-cutting of the press conference, and smiled at this Okamoto villager on the side.

Later, after the press conference, Li Xiaoming turned around and came to the door of Okamoto Murato's company, and said with a smile: "Hello, Okamoto Murafu." ”

As soon as the words fell, Okamoto Murafu immediately reacted, looked at Li Xiaoming and said with some surprise: "Li Xiaoming, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, Li Xiaoming didn't think it was unusual, he came here just to warn and warn him, he was good, and asked such a stupid question, which made Li Xiaoming feel very anxious, and said: "I'm here, of course, to congratulate you on the good thing about the opening of Okamoto Village's new company!"

"Yo, Li Xiaoming, you came to congratulate Mr. Okamoto on the opening of his new company, and I didn't see you bring some gifts? Did you just come empty-handed? You are really shameless to a certain level? You ......" But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

I only heard Li Xiaoming laugh and said: "Is it your subordinate here to talk? Get out of the way! I'll talk to Okamoto Murafu!"

"Li Xiaoming, you ......" Yu Xihua was about to refute, but was interrupted.

Okamoto Murafu opened his mouth and smiled: "Hehe, since you are here, you are a guest, come, Mr. Li, please take a seat." ”

"Then you're welcome!" Li Xiaoming didn't say a word, and directly put his legs on his desk, and for a while, there was no one in this sitting position......

When Yu Xihua saw this, he had to sit aside, not daring to speak, nor daring to squeak, but his face was extremely ugly, and a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that this guy was very angry by what Li Xiaoming said just now.

Okamoto Muratomi

Li Xiaoming sat like this, and suddenly came to the scene of the press conference today, so he knew that this person was not good, and then smiled and said: "Hehe, I don't know what Mr. Li came to me today? Or do you plan to cooperate with me, the boss of a newly opened company?"

"Hahaha, Okamoto villager, don't put gold on your face, I'm just here to see the excitement, I don't want to do anything today, I just want to chat with you, and it can be regarded as giving you a face, I came to you, but I don't want to cooperate with you, besides, I'm not like some people, I was a lackey, and licked my face and said that I was a good pen, such a person, I'm afraid I Li Xiaoming can't do it." Li Xiaoming said angrily, obviously targeting Yu Xihua.

In this way, Yu Xihua was furious on the spot, and scolded angrily: "Li Xiaoming, don't be ashamed of your horse, let me tell you, don't think about leaving today, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you?"

"Hey, hey, Boss Yu, don't be so excited, sit down, be kind, Mr. Li, you see that you are here too, I don't know what is the matter with me today? Okamoto didn't want to procrastinate, so he simply put forward his own ideas.

When Li Xiaoming heard this, his face looked a little ugly and said: "Okay, Okamoto Villager, you are such a big boss, but you still have to come to our Huaxia to make money, I really don't know what you are thinking about this head? Could it be that you will also be short of money? Or do you have other ideas? This fake medicine is sold, but it is still comfortable?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Li is really good at laughing, my Okamoto villager has been frank and honest all his life, where is there anything you said about selling fake medicines? Besides, why are you preaching to me here? Don't forget, this is my territory!" After listening to what Li Xiaoming said, Okamoto Murafutian was naturally a little angry, but he didn't look very excited.

When Li Xiaoming heard this, he laughed: " Hahaha, Okamoto Villager, Okamoto Villager, you may not know, just the way you are now, I don't know how many people I have seen, I swore before that I would put my Li Xiaoming down, but the final result is the same, that is, out, I don't know Mr. Okamoto, what qualifications you have to shout in the land of Huaxia, to be honest, I may be angry, so I will do you, but the master is in a good mood now, so I didn't trouble you, but you, how many times have you intensified, and you don't have a point in your heart？”

"Mr. Li, you're wrong, right? What do you mean to get worse? Hehe, if you talk like this, I think let's end this ridiculous conversation, I don't want you to go out sideways when you go back!" After all, Okamoto Murafu is a member of the mafia of the island country, and when he said this, his face became more and more ugly.

At this moment, Li Xiaoming knew that this guy was about to be angered by himself, so he poured another basin of oil and laughed: "Hahaha, Okamoto Villager, if you can really let you go out horizontally, then that's fine, but you, I definitely don't have that strength, and I don't dare to do this, of course, even if you do, it is impossible for me to lie out horizontally, do you believe it?"

。 Wonderful Book House