"How about that, my beauty secret recipe, not bad, huh?"
Mu Jinyu looked at the three women's fervent and excited gazes, and chuckled.
"Not just not bad? This is so good it can't get any better; I'm about to fall in love with you!"
Gu Xiyan said excitedly.
She felt somewhat unable to suppress her excitement and almost lost control, about to jump onto Mu Jinyu and give him a big kiss.
But there were other people in the office, so she finally suppressed her excitement.
"So that can solve the company's current predicament, and you no longer have to think about running away?"
Mu Jinyu said with a smile.
"Not just solve, I feel like we're about to strike it rich. I'm not running away; I want to cling to your coattails for life!"
Gu Xiyan was too excited and said some nonsensical things.
Mu Jinyu didn't take it seriously and asked with a smile, "How are we going to strike it rich? How much money can we make?"
Making money had always been a major concern for Mu Jinyu.
Gu Xiyan said, "How much money? A hundred billion should be no problem, being the richest person in River City or even in Jiangnan Province should be stable, and as for the richest in the nation, that's a bit of a stretch, but if you can produce several other pills that are as good as the Beauty Pill, there might be a chance."
"Is that so?"
Mu Jinyu was also somewhat surprised and excited, but then he sighed regretfully, "But I don't have any."
He somewhat regretted not asking his master for more recipes at the time.
"Never mind, we should be content with making a killing off women's money,"
Gu Xiyan consoled.
Whose money is the easiest to make in this world?
Obviously, it's the money of women, children, and the elderly.
And women rank first among them.
The effects of the Beauty Pill Mu Jinyu produced were so exaggerated and terrifying that once it hit the market, as long as the price isn't exorbitantly high like hundreds of thousands per pill causing awe and despair, but just sells for twenty to thirty thousand, the majority of women would definitely not resist the temptation.
At that time, they would inevitably scrimp and save, skip gourmet meals, not buy new clothes, bags, travel, or get new phones or computers, and avoid wasteful expenditures... Within a year, they could definitely afford one.
And after tasting that experience and feeling the changes in their skin, they would continue to scrimp and save and gather money to keep bringing them wealth.
Are there many such women?
Way too many.
Still that saying, no normal woman doesn't love beauty.
If there is, it's only because circumstances don't allow them to doll themselves up.
Therefore, once Mu Jinyu's Beauty Pill is launched in the market, it will undoubtedly sweep all competitors and dominate the scene, devastating all other beauty products.
Xu Qingya picked up a Beauty Pill from the desk, firmly held the prescription for the Beauty Pill, and told Mu Jinyu, "Little Mu, I'm going to the development department now to check with Old Chen if the Beauty Pill needs further improvements..."
Mu Jinyu said, "No need for further experiments; I had a lot of time on my hands when I was in the mountains and had already tried it numerous times. This is already the perfect formulation; the company can just follow this proportion for production."
Xu Qingya nodded and said, "Then, it's time to discuss production issues, and what you mentioned about spiritual energy, we should also explain to Old Chen."
"Actually, it's hard to explain, but I can still go talk to him," Mu Jinyu slightly furrowed his brows but spoke indifferently.
"Alright, then let's go."
Xu Qingya, holding the pill and the prescription, had Wen Rou help open the door.
Gu Xiyan was too excited, feeling that she was about to present a jaw-dropping, terrifying achievement to the Gu family members, so she didn't feel like writing any business proposal and followed them out instead.
Coming down to the lobby, Mu Jinyu and the others passed the public relations department without stopping and continued towards the development department.
Manager Chen, seeing Mu Jinyu and Wen Rou laughing and chatting with a few other executives, flashed a look of surprise in her eyes.
However, thinking that Mu Jinyu was just a "kept" pretty face by Wen Rou, she felt relieved again.
Then, remembering that Wen Yan had just arrived at the company and should be reporting to the purchasing department at this time, she was probably preparing to go upstairs to find Wen Rou to have Mu Jinyu fired.
But now, since they had all come down together, she guessed...
Heh, there was going to be a good show.
Seeing that Mu Jinyu and the others had disappeared from sight, Manager Chen coughed and said, "Those of you who aren't busy, let's go watch the drama."
"What drama?"
Someone asked, looking up.
"The once arrogant Mu Jinyu, soon to be slapped and fired by Director Wen in front of everyone, tell me, isn't that a good show?"
Manager Chen laughed.
The crowd's eyes lit up, and even those who were busy set aside their work for the moment.
Then, they followed Manager Chen out of the public relations office and chased in the direction where Mu Jinyu and the others had headed.
Lin Qiaoxia, who was engrossed in her work, heard this and her expression became complicated. Eventually, she pursed her lips and stood up to follow them out.
It wasn't that she wanted to revel in Mu Jinyu's misfortune.
Instead, she thought that if Mu Jinyu really did get in trouble, she could offer him some comfort.
After all, they were friends, no matter how you looked at it.
As Mu Jinyu was heading towards the research and development department, suddenly, his phone's message alert sounded.
He took out his phone to check, and Mu Jinyu first paused slightly, then his expression turned playful.
The message was from Liu Zhengguo.
It was a letter of thanks.
His son, Liu Zhiqiang, had had a finger chopped off by Li Rujian the other day, and he should have harbored resentment against Mu Jinyu.
But since hospitals could now perform finger reattachment surgeries, and after experiencing immense fear, Liu Zhiqiang had an epiphany and no longer wished to gamble.
The whole person had turned over a new leaf and the prodigal son had returned home.
Thus, Liu Zhengguo was very grateful to Mu Jinyu for saving his son.
As a result, he decided to share some news with Mu Jinyu.
Liu Zhengguo mentioned that in the past few days, a new manager in their Jinyu Company's purchasing department had been contacting him privately.
This man named Wen Yan, trying to exploit his role as a purchasing manager, wanted to skim some off the top from their dealings with Hongmao Pharmaceuticals.
Even though he had just joined the company, Wen Yan had always wanted to use his position for personal gain, so he was well aware that the Jinyu Company hadn't yet collaborated with Hongmao Pharmaceuticals, which had been trying to establish cooperation with the Jinyu Group...
He planned to profit from this by secretly signing a contract with Hongmao Pharmaceuticals to fulfill the partnership and acquire substantial benefits.
For instance, if Jinyu Company wanted to buy some high-quality medicinal materials, and specified fifty-year-old wild mountain ginseng, he would have Liu Zhengguo replace it with twenty-year-old ginseng, passing it off as fifty-year-old.
Then they would split the money between them.
After reading the message, the corners of Mu Jinyu's mouth curled into a cold smirk. After sending a thank you reply to Liu Zhengguo, he turned towards Wen Rou.
"Wen Rou, take a look at this!"
On hearing this, Wen Rou turned towards Mu Jinyu and then to the phone in his hand, a trace of curiosity flickering in her beautiful eyes, and said, "What is it?"
"You'll know after you read it," Mu Jinyu replied casually, his tone not changing much.
Wen Rou, feeling inexplicably nervous, took Mu Jinyu's phone and glanced over it briefly.
Her expression stiffened, and her heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.