Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

The little secretary wanted to dodge, but Ye Chen's hand had already landed on the pink face, and the makeup remover was evenly applied to the position of the skin care products.

In just a few seconds, the makeup on the little secretary's face gradually took off.

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Chen's actions at this time were just grandstanding, and there was no way to prove that there was a problem with the products developed by Professor Huang.

"Boy, don't play tricks here.

"Everyone here is a medical expert, when is it the turn of a stinky boy to evaluate his head, in my opinion, let the security guard kick him out."

Seeing that Murong Qiushui was about to sign a contract, this young man suddenly rushed out to find trouble, Yang Dongping was naturally displeased, and said unceremoniously to Ye Chen: "If you can't tell why, don't blame me Yang for being unkind to you today."

Ye Chen smiled indifferently, regardless of everyone's ridicule, took the skin care product box to his nose and sniffed it, and said: "In addition to the commonly used vitamins, niacin, and kojic acid, this product adds one-fifth of Polygonum multiflori, one-tenth of Huangling, one-tenth of hay, one-tenth of safflower, and a small amount of angelica and cork.

After Ye Chen finished speaking in one breath, Huang Ping, a professor at the Medical University, changed his face drastically, looking calm on the surface, but his heart was turbulent.

For a while, everyone turned their attention to Professor Huang and several key staff members behind him.

Murong Qiushui suddenly cast an inquiring glance at Huang Ping: "Professor Huang, is he right?" Huang

Ping was already speechless, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him just sniffed it, and said that the formula he had carefully developed in the past two years was exactly the same.

At this time, a staff member had already sent the formula to Murong Qiushui, and after seeing the content on it clearly, Murong Qiushui's gaze at Ye Chen was completely different.

With the means he just had, he was already worth that contract.

"The young man is really inconspicuous, I Huang someone has studied the formula for two years, and you actually said it in one bite, a good way. Huang Ping squinted and stared at Ye Chen: "But you said that there is a problem with this product, what evidence is there?" Huang Ping

was convinced that even if this young man had some means, it would never be possible to discover the secret, after all, it was impossible for medical instruments to detect it.

After Ye Chen's gaze stayed on Huang Ping, Manager Feng, and Yang Dongping for a moment, he said bluntly: "It seems that some people are destined to not die if they don't reach the Yellow River.

Before Ye Chen's words fell, Xiao Ai, the secretary standing beside him, suddenly scratched the part of his face that kept applying products with his hand.

"It's so itchy, my face is so itchy!" The little secretary scratched harder and harder, and blood marks had already appeared on his originally pink face, but the itch became more and more intense.

Seeing the little secretary's uncomfortable appearance, Murong Qiushui's face turned pale, and he said angrily: "What's going on?" "

Professor Huang, take a look." Secretary Ai is a celebrity next to Murong Qiushui, and Manager Feng immediately asked Huang Ping for help: "Professor Huang, you can quickly show Secretary Ai."

Huang Ping was also shocked, and by the time he put on the testing instrument, Secretary Ai's face had become red, covered with dense red spots, and it was still spreading to his neck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Huang Ping put the instrument on Secretary Ai's face, and when he saw the state under the microscope, his hands shook, and the instrument in his hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Only his voice trembled: "How, how can this be?"

"It's so itchy, I'm so itchy......" Secretary Ai kept scratching his neck, and even his breathing became short, and he was about to put his hand into the collar.

Under the itch, Secretary Ai couldn't wait to faint with his head.

"Professor Huang, hurry up and rescue Secretary Ai. Manager Feng and Yang Dongping surrounded Huang Ping: "You are the chief disciple of Divine Doctor Jiang."

"I, I can't help it. Huang Ping looked at Secretary Ai helplessly, and he was also at a loss.

At this time, Murong Qiushui suddenly remembered Ye Chen's actions just now, and walked quickly to Ye Chen's side: "Ye Chen, you hurry up and save Xiao Ai."

Seeing that Murong Qiushui had realized the problem, Ye Chen nodded, walked to the corner of the R&D room, selected a few medicinal herbs, crushed them with water and applied them to the left side of Secretary Ai's face.

A cold breath sneaked into Secretary Ai's cheeks, but in just ten seconds, the itch actually stopped, and even the red spots on her body disappeared little by little.

The itch disappeared, and Secretary Ai grabbed Ye Chen's hands as if he had survived the catastrophe, and said gratefully: "Doctor Ye, thank you for your help, my life was almost lost."

Seeing that Secretary Ai was fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but the gaze looking at Ye Chen had changed drastically.

"You, how did you do it?" Professor Huang looked at Ye Chen suspiciously.

Ye Chen grabbed a medicinal herb, presented it in front of everyone, and said eloquently: "Because I just used real winter herb Xia Cao into the medicine, plus smallpox and mint, it is just enough to restrain the fire poison on Secretary Ai's face. Everyone

present was shocked, they didn't expect that there would be fire poison on Secretary Ai's face, it was a disfiguring toxin.

Hearing the fire poison, Secretary Ai touched his cheeks, feeling terrified in his heart, and looked at Ye Chen's eyes with more and more respect.

"Smack!"

I saw Murong Qiushui shoot the case, pointed at Manager Feng and scolded: "Manager Feng, if you can't give me a reasonable explanation, you are ready to leave immediately."

Under Murong Qiushui's anger, Manager Feng was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but set his eyes on Huang Ping.

Ye Chen sent the winter grass and summer grass in his hand to Huang Ping, and he didn't say anything more.

"Alas!" Huang Ping let out a long sigh and spread his hands: "President Murong, we were consumed by the desire for profit, and replaced the winter grass summer grass in the recipe with ordinary cordyceps.

As soon as these words came out, the R&D room was in an uproar, and the rest of the staff looked at Professor Huang Ping in disbelief.

Manager Feng drooped his head, like a deflated ball.

But Professor Huang walked up to Ye Chen and asked puzzledly: "I can't do no less than two hundred comparisons, even if I change Cordyceps, there is no problem with the formula after the ratio, and under the detection of the instrument, no change has occurred, why is this happening?"

Ye Chen smiled indifferently: "The two Cordyceps seem to be the same, but when they are mixed with other medicinal materials, different effects will appear, ordinary Cordyceps mixed with Heavenly Herbs, and if the time exceeds twenty-four hours, fire poison will appear."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is a cultural treasure in thousands of years of culture, and the pharmacology is endless, and it is not something that you can measure with foreign gadgets.

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Huang Ping drank it immediately, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, hugged his hands and said: "The little brother has excellent medical skills, and Huang Ping is ashamed of himself." "

Feng Jie!" Murong Qiushui's face was frosty, and he scolded: "You have gone from an ordinary employee to the general manager of the branch, this is the trust of the Murong Group in you, you have forgotten the purpose of my Murong Group's life and work, do you know that if this batch of products is introduced to the market, it will not be ruined by the reputation of my Murong Group for many years, but will also endanger the life safety of customers, can you be guilty?"

Feng Jie knelt on the ground, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he slapped himself hard, and said guiltily: "President, I was blinded by lard, I'm sorry for the group's cultivation for so many years, I deserve to die." "

Hmph".

Murong Qiushui snorted coldly, and then pointed the finger at Yang Dongping, who was holding the contract in his hand, and asked, "Mr. Yang, do you think it is necessary for us to sign the contract in your hand?"

"President Murong, this, this is all a misunderstanding. Yang Dongping glared at Ye Chen, and then flattered: "For, in order to show my sincerity, I decided to provide this batch of medicinal materials for free."

But Murong Qiushui waved his hand and announced: "From now on, the Murong Group will suspend all cooperation with the Yang Group!" Immediately after, Murong Qiushui announced: "

In the future, the company's medicinal materials and product sales must be personally inspected by Physician Ye, and without his consent, they will all be rejected." "

Secretary Ai, in accordance with the articles of association, the matter will be reported to the board of directors, and Manager Feng and Professor Huang will be temporarily suspended pending processing.

Murong Qiushui's words fell, and the entire R&D room was silent.

After Murong Qiushui finished speaking, he turned around and left with Secretary Ai and Ye Chen.

Looking at Murong Qiushui's back, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "She is really a resolute woman." Hearing

Ye Chen's evaluation of Murong Qiushui, the little secretary couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker: "Doctor Ye, thanks to you this time, otherwise my face will be ruined, and no one will want to marry in the future."

"Secretary Ai is so beautiful, I naturally won't sit idly by. As he spoke, Ye Chen activated the silver Bentley.

As everyone knows, when Ye Chen said this, Secretary Ai's little face was red like a ripe apple.

In the car, after Murong Qiushui calmed down, he spoke: "Ye Chen, thanks to you this time, otherwise it will cause irreparable losses, I would like to thank you on behalf of Murong Group."

Just when Murong Qiushui was sincere

, Ye Chen said: "Thank you no need, can you advance my salary for a month first?" A layer of frost suddenly appeared on Murong Qiushui's face, and he said coldly: "Secretary Ai, go to the company to pay Doctor Ye a month's salary in advance."

After speaking, Murong Qiushui leaned back on the chair with a serious expression and said nothing.

After sending Murong Qiushui to the group company, Ye Chen received a call from his sister Ye Xuan: "Brother, Aunt Xu asked you to come home in the afternoon." "