In the conference room, a brief silence followed Ye Yuan's words.
Ye Yuan leaned back in his chair, staring into Fang Lijun's eyes. Without waiting for him to speak, he asked again,
"In other words, signing the contract depends on your inspection of this so-called key base.
If the inspection fails, then everything that follows is meaningless, correct?"
"Well! That's not entirely what I mean, but your understanding isn't wrong. We..."
Fang Lijun still wanted to launch into a long explanation.
But Ye Yuan rudely cut him off.
"Then forget it. There's no point in continuing these negotiations.
Perhaps you still don't know this.
The planting base you mentioned doesn't exist at all!
How could I take you to inspect a place that doesn't exist?
Let alone let you supervise it?"
Ye Yuan said with a smile.
"Uh!"
Fang Lijun was completely stunned.
The Imperial Pharmacy had proposed the planting base after analyzing the situation.
Any company capable of supplying aged medicinal herbs steadily over the long term—
If it didn't have a medicinal garden passed down for generations, no one would believe it.
That was why they had lowered their stance and insisted on seeing this medicinal garden no matter what.
As long as they learned where the medicinal garden was located,
with their capabilities, they had plenty of ways to get it into their hands.
Yet Ye Yuan had immediately denied the existence of the medicinal garden they believed had to exist. How was he, the negotiator, supposed to continue?
"Mr. Ye, we're conducting a business negotiation. It's understandable to use a few small tactics during negotiations.
But if you claim that you don't have a so-called traditional Chinese medicine cultivation base,
then how can you guarantee a sufficient long-term supply of aged medicinal herbs for us?
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