Yoshida hung his head, his face pale, his heart filled with frustration and grievance.
'How could he have known?'
'Who could have possibly predicted this?'
'That Ding's Pharmaceutical Factory... it's like some kind of monster that doesn't play by the rules!'
First, they stir up the market with Watermelon Frost, and then, right after, they pull out the fatal Dragon Bone Powder!
This kind of R&D speed and product potency completely exceeded his comprehension.
When he visited, Dragon Bone Powder wasn't even on the market yet. How could he possibly have foreseen this entire situation from a single slip of the tongue?
'This is simply asking the impossible!'
But he had no choice but to bear the president's fury.
In the strictly hierarchical corporate culture of Japan, a subordinate has no choice but to bow their head and admit fault.
"I am terribly sorry! It was my dereliction of duty!" Yoshida bowed deeply, shouldering all the blame himself.
