Seeing that Zhao An and Li Qingge were really about to leave, Zhang Jiaqing hurriedly said: "Zhao An, don't leave yet, I'm waiting here early in the morning, let's talk about the Baohua Divine Pill." ”

"Old man Zhang, you go back first, we still have classes, and I will visit Bamatang again when I have time." Zhao An turned around and said to Zhang Jiaqing seriously.

It is necessary to have a proper desire to capture the old people, Zhao An knows very well that Zhang Jiaqing can see the value of the Baohua Divine Cultivation Pill, otherwise Zhang Jiaqing would not have waited here early in the morning.

Bamatang itself is making Chinese patent medicine, and a prescription with commercial value is of great significance to Bamatang, which is like the patent right in the hands of a high-tech company, which is the lifeblood of the root.

Relying only on donkey glue blood tonifying granules, rehmannia pills and other products, Bamatang has already been listed, the leading boss of the pharmaceutical industry in Xiangnan Province, what if he masters Baohua Yangshen Pill?

Although Zhang Jiaqing has let go of the pharmaceutical group and only controls the pharmacy, it is impossible for him to really ignore the affairs of the pharmaceutical group, and his son still controls the pharmaceutical group.

If you can bring Baohua Yangshen Pill to the market, what kind of exciting prospect is this? It is impossible for such a pill to take the route of parity and high sales like selling blood tonifying granules and rehmannia pills, but it is absolutely not worrying about sales, and it is completely possible to position Baohua Yangshen Pill as a high-end product of Bamatang, so that Bamatang's product line covering high-end and high-end medical care Chinese patent medicine products is complete.

Many foreign pharmaceutical companies occupy a very large market in some low-end daily medicines, but their profits often come more from the sales of high-end special drugs, even if it is a drug worth thousands of dollars, they are not worried about sales.

Of course, Western medicine is more accepted in the world, including China, and those special drugs are easier to launch, but traditional Chinese medicine is different, and the vast majority of Western countries have a negative attitude of distrust of traditional Chinese medicine.

That's not important, China's market is big enough, not to mention that when Baohua Yangshen Pill has a reputation in China, I'm afraid that rich people abroad won't buy it? After all, wanting to be healthy is something that everyone desires, and when the time comes to witness the efficacy of Baohua Yangshen Pill, who cares what the attitude of the Western medical community is towards Chinese medicine?

The most important thing is that although Zhang Jiaqing is healthy, he is an old man after all, the older people are, the more they care about health, the more they want to stay away from death, the attraction of Baohua Yangshen Pill to Zhang Jiaqing is much stronger than his idea of wanting to promote Baohua Yangshen Pill.

"How's school going today?" Seeing that Zhao An really didn't plan to say anything to him now, Zhang Jiaqing hurriedly said, no matter what, at least get Zhao An's contact information except for the school today, Zhang Jiaqing believes that since Zhao An will come to him yesterday, it means that Zhao An must have a plan, otherwise it is impossible to give Zhang Jiaqing a Baohua Spiritual Pill.

Zhao An didn't answer, but walked into the school with Li Qingge, in this case, whoever is more calm, who can grasp the initiative better, who can get more benefits, not to mention that in the matter of Baohua Yang Shen Pill, Zhao An is already strong.

Walking into the campus, Li Qingge glanced back and found that Zhang Jiaqing was still outside the school gate, Li Qingge couldn't help but ask, "Did you see him after school today?" ”

"Qingqing, what do you say, I listen to you." Zhao An is still like that.

"Zhao An, you are normal!" Li Qingge hugged his arms and said angrily, "I have goosebumps." ”

"You say this man ...... If I don't listen to you, you're angry, and if I listen to you, you're angry. When I fight with you, you are unhappy, and if I am gentle and gentle with you, you are also angry. Zhao An shook his head and sighed.

"Who wants you to be gentle and gentle with me!" Li Qingge's eyes widened, and he said with some pride: "This kind of proof proves that I just hate you no matter what!" ”

Zhao An himself proved that Li Qingge hated him, which made Li Qingge very happy, and many people said that he liked Zhao An, and Li Qingge was a little worried, sure enough, he didn't need to worry about this problem, Zhao An hated him so much, how could he like him?

"Seriously, what do you think? If you think I should talk to him today, I'll talk to him today, and if I don't talk to him, I won't talk to him. Zhao An asked seriously.

Li Qingge looked at Zhao An's serious expression, stunned for a moment, and had a strange feeling in his heart, as if it was a little sweet, and it seemed that he was really not disgusted by being valued like this...... Li Qingge was irritated by this feeling of his own, "I hate you!" I hate you the most! ”

After speaking, Li Qingge ran into the classroom.

Zhao An was stunned, why did he become more and more unable to understand Li Qingge, in other words, according to his own analysis, Li Qingge should not hate herself, she should still have a good impression of herself, and now Zhao An is also sure that Li Qingge does not really hate her, but what kind of psychology and motivation is her performance?

Zhao An is a little confused, sure enough, the creature of girls is extremely complex, just with some psychoanalysis books and closed-door research, he is still just a theoretician, it is not so easy to really understand girls, to get along with girls like Li Qingge with ease, the main thing is to rely on exploring and testing in practice.

Today, I still want to ask Li Qingge about Lin Nanxiu, I guess it's enough.

During class, Zhao An wrote a note and threw it to Li Qingge.

Li Qingge stared at the blackboard seriously, feeling the gaze projected around him, and then lowered his head to look at the crumpled notes on the table.

dared to throw a note to Li Qingge during class, and it was Zhao An, and the eyes around him were undoubtedly because of this, he was not afraid of death to provoke Li Qingge, but only Zhao An was not killed, and many people began to wonder what the relationship between Li Qingge and Zhao An was......

Li Qingge didn't care what other people thought, but thinking about Zhao An, a bastard, always provoked himself unscrupulously and was not afraid of her at all, Li Qingge was still unhappy.

Glancing at the note, then turning his head to look at Zhao An, Li Qingge raised his head and looked at the blackboard again, ignoring the note.

After class, Li Qingge opened the note, which read, "Qingqing, I'll invite you to dinner at noon......"

Li Qingge drew a stinky stool on the back of the note and threw it back.

Zhao An immediately threw the note over, Li Qingge glanced at it, he was going crazy, and the note read: "Qingqing, do you want me to invite you to eat stool?" Then let's go to the toilet, I'll pull it to you, fresh. ”

"Zhao An, you're dead!" Li Qingge was furious and rushed towards Zhao An.

Zhao An hurriedly pulled out his legs and ran.

Of course Li Qingge will chase, if he can still endure such a provocation, then he is not Li Qingge.

After class at noon, there are always groups of people rushing to the cafeteria for the first time, at this time, the students who went to eat have already left, the classrooms and corridors are empty, running out of the teaching building, and there are few people in the whole school.

Zhao An ran fast, and he didn't have to worry about hitting someone, Li Qingge took a long leg, but he had to run slower, after all, it was a skirt, and he could only hold the back hem with one hand so as not to float up, Li Qingge couldn't help but regret a little, he knew that he should have worn pants!

Running all the way to the corner of the football field, Zhao An stopped and made a gesture to climb the wall, but still gave up.

Li Qingge panted, stretched out his arms behind him, and showed a somewhat proud look, "You run, I'll see where you run!" ”

Zhao An didn't run away, just looked at Li Qingge with a smile, "It's really not easy to pull you out and say a few words to you alone." ”

Li Qingge was stunned, and immediately said: "Don't try to divert my anger with your conspiracy, the note you wrote to me just now has already pronounced your death sentence!" ”

"Whatever you think, I don't provoke you so much, will you come out?" Zhao An said as a matter of course.

Li Qingge looked at this remote location, and didn't know why there was a little heartbeat, but it should have been running just now, so his heartbeat was relatively fast, "I'll settle accounts with you later, you can tell me quickly, you want to try to trick me here, what kind of conspiracy is there." ”

"There's no conspiracy, I just want to say a word to you." Zhao An looked at Li Qingge in front of him, his long hair was a little messy because of running, his bangs were stroked in front of his forehead, half-covering his good-looking eyebrows, his cheeks had a faint flush, his moist lips were like a touch of peach, his hands were behind his back, making his bulging chest more straight, the girl's straight and close legs made her posture more slender, and the soft stockings carried the charm of a man's fantasy.

"What...... What ...... words" Li Qingge suddenly had a very absurd conjecture, according to the plots in countless stories, TV movies and gossip, Zhao An shouldn't want to confess to himself, right?

No...... Zhao An doesn't like himself, he just likes to provoke himself, likes to bully himself, likes to provoke himself, likes to mock himself, but he definitely doesn't like himself, what he likes is the kind of pretentious girl like Ye Luoluo, he may even like Zhang Hui and not like himself.

How could Zhao An like himself be a girl who touches his mouth every day, looks at him unpleasantly every day, and is neither gentle nor coquettish?

Li Qingge thought so, and there was a lot of frustration in his heart for no reason, and then he couldn't stop thinking...... In case of...... If he loses his mind and goes crazy or something, maybe maybe he makes an analogy or something, and he really confesses to himself, what should he do?