“Du Fei, you're truly my lucky star. It worked! It worked, I'm going to be rich this time!”
Gong Chengbin grinned triumphantly, almost as if "unbridled" was written across his face.
“Keep your voice down, this is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, not a mental asylum!”
Before Du Fei could speak, Wang Zhongling chimed in.
Miss Wang Zhongling had a very poor impression of Gong Chengbin. She truly couldn't fathom how such a person could be friends with Du Fei.
However, she knew she had no right to interfere with Du Fei's choice of friends. Still, whenever Gong Chengbin visited the clinic, Wang Zhongling never gave him a pleasant look.
Gong Chengbin didn't seem to mind at all. Instead, he chuckled and said, “I’m sorry, I’ll keep my voice down.”
Then, he continued to Du Fei, “Du Fei, do you have any more of those beauty formulas? Give me a few more. Within a year, I want to be the biggest beauty product company in the country!”
As he spoke, Gong Chengbin felt a surge of dominance.
The reason he'd come to Du Fei today was that he had previously gone all-in, ordering his subordinates to trial-produce the formulas Du Fei had given him.
Initially, his subordinates were a bit reluctant, but due to Gong Chengbin's status, they had no choice but to comply.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the formulas Du Fei provided were produced, they shocked everyone involved.
The beauty effects were simply astonishing.
After the initial shock, they immediately tested the products. None of the ingredients were precious herbs or rare substances, but when combined according to Du Fei’s formula, the results were exceptionally good.
At this point, everyone recalled what Gong Chengbin had said at the research and development meeting: that once these two formulas were made, they could utterly crush all beauty products on the market. This was truly not an exaggeration.
Later, Dr. Lu, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, personally witnessed the two products that had been made.
After experiencing them firsthand and conducting various tests, Dr. Lu publicly apologized to Gong Chengbin, admitting his ignorance and narrow-mindedness.
Following this, Dr. Lu stated that he and everyone in the R&D department would work together to quickly transform the formulas into beauty products suitable for mass production.
He also expressed a desire to meet the person who had provided Gong Chengbin with the formulas.
However, without Du Fei's consent, Gong Chengbin dared not make a decision on his own.
And so, thinking of how his products were about to be launched and sold like hotcakes, Gong Chengbin excitedly rushed to the clinic to pour out his heart to Du Fei.
He had been too suppressed before; everyone had looked down on the formulas Du Fei had given him.
But Gong Chengbin had persevered through the pressure, proving to everyone that he was a capable individual.
He believed that in the near future, once this product was launched, it would sweep the entire market in the shortest possible time, and then his entry into the board of directors would be a natural progression.
“Give you a few more formulas? Do you think these things are like cabbage, available in any quantity you want?”
Gong Chengbin claimed he was here to chat, but Du Fei knew very well that this guy never showed up without a reason.
As expected, during their conversation, he revealed his true intention: he wanted more beauty formulas.
It was understandable. Having witnessed the miraculous efficacy of Du Fei's formulas, Gong Chengbin naturally wished he could get a few more. No one would ever refuse a good thing.
“Heh heh, it might not be easy for others, but you are Du Fei. Don't worry, you won't be shortchanged on money. I'll give you fifteen percent of the profits for all beauty products produced using your formulas. How does that sound?”
Gong Chengbin was not stingy, given the immense help Du Fei had provided him.
Originally, Du Fei had only asked for a five percent profit share. But after witnessing the power of Du Fei's formulas, Gong Chengbin voluntarily increased the share to fifteen percent, a threefold increase.
Speaking of which, fifteen percent might not seem like much, but Du Fei's formulas were potent enough to outperform most beauty products on the market. They would undoubtedly be incredibly popular, and once sales took off, the revenue would be staggering.
Therefore, a fifteen percent profit share represented a considerable sum.
“It's not about the profit share. Some formulas, even if I gave them to you, you wouldn't be able to make them. Just focus on perfecting the two formulas you already have.”
Du Fei was not swayed by Gong Chengbin's offer. Instead, he advised Gong Chengbin to focus on the two formulas he currently possessed.
He wasn't withholding formulas to wait for a better price. It was purely because the other formulas in Du Fei's mind either required precious medicinal ingredients or could not be mass-produced.
Therefore, the most suitable ones for Gong Chengbin's current needs were the two he had already provided, as Du Fei had carefully selected them beforehand.
“Ah, well, alright then.”
Gong Chengbin was slightly disappointed that he didn't get any new formulas, but then he remembered that Tiankun Group's upcoming beauty products would ignite the entire beauty market, and his excitement reignited.
Subsequently, Gong Chengbin wanted to treat Du Fei to a meal to express his gratitude.
Du Fei, however, waved his hand, stating that he still had patients to treat and that Gong Chengbin should go back first, and they could have dinner another day.
Gong Chengbin found it hard to understand why Du Fei was still tending to this small traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
After all, with Du Fei's medical skills, if he were to say the word, Gong Chengbin could introduce him to numerous wealthy patrons and influential figures. Treating just one of them would fetch a consultation fee starting from millions.
Yet, Du Fei was stuck in this clinic, probably earning far less than that in a year.
Moreover, even if Du Fei didn't treat the wealthy, the profit share from just those two formulas would be enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.
Perhaps it was a matter of differing aspirations?
Although Gong Chengbin didn't understand Du Fei's choices, he didn't pry, as he considered Du Fei a true friend.
“Du Fei, you and that guy seem like completely different people. Does he have some hidden ailment? He comes to see you every few days.”
As soon as Gong Chengbin left, Wang Zhongling, who had been practicing acupuncture nearby, approached him.
Du Fei glanced at Wang Zhongling, thinking that Gong Chengbin had probably offended her, otherwise, she wouldn't have cursed him with an ailment right off the bat.
However, Du Fei could only offer him thirty seconds of silent mourning in his heart.
“Miss Wang, that’s going too far. Although Ah Bin is also a second-generation rich kid, he's different from the kind you see in the news. Also, I'm curious, what kind of person do you think I am?”
Seeing Du Fei staring at her, Wang Zhongling showed a rare hint of shyness before replying, “What other kind of person could you be? Just an ordinary man.”
Du Fei was taken aback by Wang Zhongling's unexpected answer.
At this moment, Du Dabao and Xu Wenshan, who were working nearby, overheard the exchange. They exchanged glances and then chuckled softly.
Du Fei gave a self-deprecating smile and then returned to his work.