Yan Murong was surprised, surprised that Su Qingwu would care about him and say such a thing, which was unimaginable before, although the tone was a little flat, but at least this woman knew how to care about people.

It's just that it still sounds a little awkward.

What do you mean that the one who wants to die is not you? Why don't you just say that you want Zheng to die namelessly?

"Hey, I'll show you something." Yan Murong leaned over to Su Qingwu's desk, took out the bronze badge from his pocket, put it in front of Su Qingwu, and said. "Have you seen this thing?"

"What is this?" Su Qingwu picked up the badge, looked at it, and asked suspiciously. "Where did you get that?"

"Someone else sent it." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and said. "The old man said that this thing could save my life, and I also asked my grandfather, but he didn't tell me."

"There's a dragon up there." Su Qingwu looked at the pattern on the badge and said.

"I know." Yan Murong nodded and said. "I'm just asking you if you know where this thing came from."

"I don't know." Su Qingwu said very simply.

"Damn, I don't know if I've been watching it for so long, what to do if I see it bad." Yan Murong snatched the badge stingily and said. "By the way, about our advertising this time, there is a condition on it, that is, if I have a new prescription, I must hand it over to the state first, I think, should we get some new products?"

"It's your business." Su Qingwu said.

"I want you to give me ideas." Yan Murong said helplessly. "I don't understand business, but if you give it to the country, you will give it to the country, and the country will never watch me starve to death -- I thought, find a time, you can go back too, and then we will study and study this division problem."

"You know money all over your head?" Su Qingwu glanced at Yan Murong and said. This guy is also a money addict.

"What do you mean by that?" Yan Murong said unhappily. "Who doesn't love money - you just said I kicked out your money."

To be honest, Yan Murong doesn't really care much about the amount of money, there is a way to live with money, and there is a way to live without money. It's just that now, Yan Murong has to find ways to make money, and the more the better.

In terms of identity, he is the eldest grandson of the Yan family, although the old man Yan has retired, but his protégés are also all over the world, and Yu Wei still exists. And Zheng Wuming's Zheng family is known as the three major Chinese medicine families, and Zheng Wuming has devoted himself to the business world, and it seems that he is just a businessman.

There's a rather ironic quote that goes something like this. In China, foreigners are first-class citizens, officials are second-class citizens, ordinary people are third-class citizens, and businessmen are fourth-class citizens.

In fact, it is not unreasonable to say that in ancient times, there was the ranking of farmers and industrialists, and it can be seen from these four words that merchants are even inferior to the status of farmers and workers.

It's just that, on the other hand, the merchant is the richest, and now the times are different, and the status of the merchant is not the same.

The Zheng family is a big family in Yanjing, standing tall for a hundred years, if you want to say that there is no one in the court, no one will believe it.

Therefore, Yan Murong had to admit that in terms of identity and status, Zheng Wuming was not even inferior to him, but in terms of money, he lost to Zheng Wuming.

Although money is not everything, it is impossible to do without money.

Yan Murong knew what he would face in the future, and without the support of sufficient financial resources, he couldn't do anything, so he could only make a small fuss on the one-third of an acre of land in Yanjing.

Although it is said that among the three major consortia in Huaxia, he Yan Murong can be regarded as accounting for two - one is his wife, and the other is his sister-in-law, but Yan Murong is not shameless enough to use his family's money to do his own business.

In the same way, he couldn't do that—he knew that what he was about to face in the future would definitely not be Zheng Wuming's opponent, and he couldn't drag his family into this whirlpool.

"Do you still have a lot of prescriptions?" Su Qingwu asked softly.

Although she didn't know who Yan Murong's master was, she knew that Yan Murong's prescription belonged to the kind of medicine that was hard to change. It is not comparable to those prescribed by Chinese medicine on the market.

"Yes, there is, but very little can be taken out."

Yan Murong was telling the truth, if he wanted to take out this precious prescription, he would definitely be able to take out a lot, but the consequences caused by taking it out were not very good.

"And what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to Suzhou and Hangzhou again." Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "Xiangling's father, there is a prescription, I have read it, although the prescription in it is worse than mine, but it is also better than the ordinary prescription, I can use it with a little improvement."

Yes, Yan Murong began to play with the idea of the family's prescription.

He believed that if he wanted it, the Teng family would not refuse.

The reason why he did this was because Yan Murong was going to start making money, and in addition, he would go to Baoshan in person to find the second half of the "Green Capsule Sutra" in person soon.

As for whether he could find it, Yan Murong didn't know how long he would stay there, but he knew that he had to start the layout now.

"I'll call her." Su Qingwu said.

I have to say that Su Qingwu is really smart, and she doesn't need to say some things too clearly, she can guess about it.

From the-for-tat confrontation between Yan Murong and Zheng Wuming when they met for the first time, to today's Yan Murong saying the last words of the two of them, she already knew that it was not only because of Zheng Wuming's feelings for her that was involved, but even a pool of bottomless muddy water waiting for Yan Murong to jump - and in this pool of muddy water, there were killing opportunities everywhere.

Su Qingwu found that she really didn't know much about Yan Murong. It was also the first time that she found that she didn't know anything about the man she had been waiting for for more than ten years.

"No need, I'll go to her in the afternoon, if nothing else, we'll go to Suzhou and Hangzhou in the afternoon." Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "You go home at night, go and tell grandpa, and when I come back from Suzhou and Hangzhou, I will take out a few more prescriptions."

"Well, I'll go." Su Qingwu nodded and said.

"Alright then, I'm leaving." Yan Murong nodded, turned around and walked out the door. As soon as he opened the door, Yan Murong turned around again, looked at Su Qingwu, and said with a serious face. "I'm not here, don't hack my money."

"Get out." Su Qingwu said angrily.

After Yan Murong completely disappeared from her office, Su Qingwu sat down, and her face, which was still cold just now, changed to a smile, and said to herself. "Yan Murong, although I don't think much of you, I will help you, and I am looking forward to what kind of height you can stand at."