The Ruthless Scholar Chen Gongshu

In the office at the North Station warehouse, Wang Yan opened the sealed envelope, took out the several sheets of letter paper inside, and read through them one by one.

After quite a while, he suddenly burst into hearty laughter for no apparent reason.

Shi Changxing and Gu Yongcheng, seated on the sofa, exchanged a glance. Reading the room, Shi Changxing chimed in, "Brother Yan, what did the Red Party say to make you this happy?"

Wang Yan waved the letter in his hand and laughed. "We're going to have some trouble—but we're also going to make a fortune. You two should have a look too. When it comes to making money, science and technology really are the way to go..."

With their heads close together, Shi Changxing and Gu Yongcheng read the letter. Gu Yongcheng asked, "Brother Yan, is what this says reliable? Is it really that effective?"

"You've dealt with the Red Party plenty yourself. Don't you know what they're like? If they aren't certain about something, they never say a word. They're letting us resell something this valuable because they remember the solid cooperation we've had over the years, so it has to be real. Now that the goods are in our hands, I expect they'll issue a statement within a few days. After developing something this good, they'll definitely make a name for themselves—let the whole world know they have a better anti-inflammatory drug, so those foreigners hurry over to buy it from them and bring them money and supplies."

As he spoke, Wang Yan opened a large leather suitcase on the table and pulled aside the straw stuffing and rags within. Inside were more than six hundred small glass bottles of tablets, neatly arranged before them.

The bottles bore labels with vigorous, sweeping brushwork. Three