On the other side, Song Feng drove into the city.

I followed the navigation guide to the entrance of a large shopping mall.

Wang Xiaona, who had been waiting for a long time, seemed to know that Song Feng would come to pick her up, so she opened the cab door and sat in without too many accidents.

In the next second, Wang Xiaona saw the flowers in the back row at a glance.

"Song Feng, is this an unexpected surprise you gave me?"

Wang Xiaona's face showed obvious joy, and she reached out to hold the flowers into her arms, looking intoxicated.

Song Feng explained with an embarrassed face, "This is someone else put in my car, no...... I didn't buy it."

"Hehehe."

Wang Xiaona smiled and said, "Oh, there are still such good people in the world? Tell me who is so kind, I want to know him."

"Let him give me flowers for free every day."

Wang Xiaona thought that Song Feng was ashamed, so she made up such a lame excuse.

Not only is he not angry, but his heart is very sweet.

In her circle, there are many rich children who are flamboyant and fickle.

These people have one thing on their lips and one thing behind their backs, and Wang Xiaona is very uninterested in them.

thinks that Song Feng is shy and introverted, but Wang Xiaona thinks that Song Feng is a man who is very dedicated to feelings.

If you don't like yourself, why buy so many flowers?

Seeing that Wang Xiaona was completely intoxicated with the unexpected surprise brought by the flowers, Song Feng felt indescribable helplessness in his heart.

Even if Song Feng told Wang Xiaona that this bouquet of flowers was given by Wang Anton or Mrs. Wang, people would probably not believe it.

Wang Xiaona has already preconceived, and the more Song Feng explains, the more Wang Xiaona will be used as a pretext.

"Song Feng, thank you, the flowers you sent are my favorite flowers, I didn't expect you to know me so well, I'm so happy today."

Hearing this, the bitterness on Song Feng's face became even stronger.

The ghost only knows what kind of flowers Wang Xiaona likes.

knows what Wang Xiaona likes, only Wang Xiaona's parents and relatives.

If he continued to explain, the more he explained, the more chaotic it became, but fortunately Song Feng kept silent and concentrated on driving.

An hour later, Song Feng took Wang Xiaona back to the countryside.

The cooperation matter was put on the agenda, and Song Feng had to stay in the local area for a few more days.

Feiyan Group needed to file a patent application and safety justification for the ointment.

Wang Andong also has to carry out relevant sales procedures and drug ingredient inspection.

Compared with the Feiyan Group, the Wang family's actions are more than ten times faster.

Song Feng led the remaining ointment to Wang Andong that night, and at noon the next day, the results of the examination had come out.

After testing by the local authorities, the ointment does not contain any harmful ingredients.

The raw materials used are all common Chinese herbs, and the situation is exactly the same as Song Feng's description.

Tomorrow, the relevant sales procedures will be issued.

Through this incident, Song Feng had a comprehensive understanding of the Wang family's influence in the local area.

It only took more than ten hours for the Wang family to conduct a thorough test of the ingredients of the ointment.

It takes ten days and half a month to complete the procedure, and the Wang family only needs two days.

On the one hand, the Wang family has a significant influence in the local area.

On the other hand, it can also be seen how much Wang Anton values this ointment.

After eating at noon, Song Feng examined Mr. Wang's body again.

The results of the examination are better than yesterday.

Waiting for the relevant procedures to come down tomorrow, Song Feng was ready to leave the local area and return to Xiangcheng.

Assist Cao Feiyan in going through the relevant procedures and inspecting the pharmaceutical factory under construction.

"Grandpa Wang, what are you doing here?"

At Mr. Wang's insistence, Song Feng's address to him changed from Mr. Wang to Grandpa Wang.

Just after the inspection, Mr. Wang took out a check from under his pillow.

Mr. Wang waved his hand and said with a smile, "Xiao Song, don't be in a hurry to refuse, listen to me

Finished."

"This check is a thank you from my apprentices."

"How grateful are your disciples for me?"

Song Feng didn't know why and said, "Grandpa Wang, why do I get more confused the more I listen?"

Mr. Wang smiled slightly and said, "The ointment you prepared can not only stop bleeding and relieve pain, but also have a certain degree of blood circulation and blood stasis?"

"That's right."

Song Feng said bluntly, "I have already told Mr. Wang about the effects of the ointment."

Mr. Wang is not only a businessman, but also a martial artist, and the most proud thing in his life is not how much money he makes, but how many talented apprentices he has taught.

He had a total of eight apprentices under his name, and each apprentice had a large number of disciples.

Even if a martial artist does not compete with others, he will scar himself just by practicing martial arts every day.

A few minutes later, Song Feng suddenly realized.

No wonder Mr. Wang's disciples want to send a large sum of money to themselves.

Since he knew that Song Feng had an ointment that could stop bleeding and relieve pain in a very short time, several of Mr. Wang's apprentices came to ask for it.

Among the eight disciples, many of them have martial arts halls.

It is common for disciples to bleed and be injured, and once there is this miraculous ointment, many irreparable situations can be rewritten.

Everyone learned from Wang Andong that this ointment can not only stop bleeding and relieve pain, but also invigorate blood chemistry, and several apprentices with injuries immediately tried it.

It only took a few minutes for all the bruises on his body to dissipate.

Witnessing the miracle of the ointment, Mr. Wang's apprentices were completely boiling.

"Xiao Song, this ointment you developed is not only useful for ordinary people, but also for martial artists."

Mr. Wang said earnestly: "With this ointment, many situations that everyone does not want to see can be avoided, and one billion is what you deserve, and it is also my sincere gratitude to you and my apprentices."

"Take whatever you say."

"Okay."

The other party insisted on giving, and if Song Feng insisted on refusing, it seemed a bit pretentious.

Accepting the check handed by Mr. Wang, Song Feng clenched his fists and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Wang."

"Haha, that's right."

Old Mr. Wang laughed and said, "Xiao Song, you may not know, those disciples and grandchildren of mine are as many as hundreds, and in the early years, many of them were seriously injured because of their martial arts cultivation, and eventually became inferior to ordinary people."

Song Feng nodded, deeply agreeing with Mr. Wang's words.

Mr. Wang practiced horizontal kung fu, and his disciples and grandchildren also practiced this kind of kung fu.

Without the protection of true qi, relying only on one's own bone and blood cultivation to practice kung fu will indeed cause frequent accidents.

Due to the fact that the drug was on the market, and when the relevant departments issued the relevant sales license the next day, Song Feng refused the retention of Wang Andong and others, insisted on returning to Xiangcheng, and assisted Cao Feiyan in obtaining the local production license and other documents in Xiangcheng as soon as possible.

Unable to resist Song Feng's insistence, Wang Anton sent his daughter Wang Xiaona to drive Song Feng to the airport.

A little more than an hour later, the car was parked in the airport parking lot.

Song Feng unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, and said thoughtfully, "If it cools down today, you don't have to come down to see me, let's meet again."

"Song Feng, you wait a minute."

Wang Xiaona reached out and took out a gift box from her bag and handed it to Song Feng.