The Price of Several Hundred Million

Shen Bing stayed in Qingyuan City overnight. It wasn't that he wanted to. Gao Jingchuan simply refused to commit until he saw results, insisting that Shen Bing mix a bottle of the Potion and prove it worked before signing the contract.

Neither wanted to delay, so Shen Bing bought the ingredients that night, mixed the Potion, and tested it on an ordinary Black-Backed Shepherd from a kennel.

The rest went without saying. Gao Jingchuan was so excited his eyes nearly popped out.

They had to sign the contract. Now. Immediately.

Shen Bing was already on his way back to Rongcheng, the contract signed and stamped by both parties in hand. He whistled cheerfully as he went.

Three years of tax exemption, covering every tax he would otherwise have to pay.

Shen Bing had originally wanted only one year. He couldn't take too much advantage of the country, could he? In exchange, he would sell the formula to the military. Whether he continued using the Potion or did anything else with the formula afterward would be none of their business.

But the Potion's effects were so extraordinary that word reached the higher-ups overnight.

After watching a video Gao Jingchuan had recorded himself, they made their decision without a moment's hesitation: they wanted to buy exclusive ownership of the formula and forbid Shen Bing from using or selling it again.

In return, the tax exemption became three years.

Damn, where else could he find a deal like that?

Forget three years. Just six months later, Rongcheng's officials at every level would bitterly regret agreeing to the military's request so readily.

But that was a story for another day. For now, both sides were delighted.

The only thing that bothered Shen Bing was that Shen's Father had barely said a word throughout the