Han Qichang didn't plan to further understand who the other party was. The immediate interests were what mattered most.
"So now, can you show me the secret formula you mentioned earlier?"
"Actually, I don't have the secret formula for production either."
"What? You..." Han Qichang was initially willing to take the plunge and cooperate with the other party, but unexpectedly, he was met with such a response: "Are you playing me?"
"You misunderstood again. I don't intend to deceive you, it's true that I don't have the formula, and even if I did, you couldn't find the materials. However, I do have a finished product in hand."
With that, the man beside him took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill, and handed it to Han Qichang.
"This is..."
