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Chapter 413 An Yang Mask Clay Is Forged

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    Shanghai Stock Exchange.

    In the lively laboratory.

    Fan Lei who received the news has already rushed over.

    The company's laboratory has successfully produced a mask mud that is 98% similar to Anyang mask mud.

    This is great news, Fan Lei has been stimulated by the hot sales of Anyang facial mask clay recently.

    If we have such a good mask mud, we will definitely make more money than Anyang.

    Yirenzhuang has excellent sales channels and a very efficient factory that operates around the clock. The efficiency is much faster than that of Luyi, and it can also cooperate with other companies on this project.

    "Where is the mud mask?" Fan Lei shouted excitedly as soon as he entered the door.

    "At Teacher Wu's place." Someone said.

    Fan Lei looked at Wu Xian.

    Seeing that he was holding the mask mud that he had made in his hand, he walked over quickly.

    Wu Xian blocked him with his body, "President Fan, be careful, this mask mud is poisonous."

    "Toxic!" Fan Lei was startled, and jumped anxiously: "Didn't you say that you have already made it? What's the matter with being poisonous? Can this thing be poisonous and can be used as a mask mud?"

    He is in a hurry!

    Seeing An Yang making money, he was really anxious!

    Seeing An Yang making money is even more uncomfortable than his losing money!

    Just thinking that the laboratory can produce it as soon as possible, so that he can also show off, and the result is this?

    Toxic?

    "Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan, don't worry, it's not as serious as Mr. Wu said. The toxicity is very mild!"

    Fan Lei looked at Wu Xian.

    Wu Xian has the highest status and the best technology in the entire laboratory.

    "It's like this, Mr. Fan, please sit down first and let me explain patiently." Wu Xian persuaded Fan Lei.

    Fan Lei sat down.

    Wu Xian then explained: "The mask clay is already a finished product. The problem lies in the trace elements contained in our chemical synthesis. After the synthesis of this kind of thing, there will be an impurity, which is harmful to the human body. Although  This thing is not fatal, but if it is used day after day, the damage to the skin will be irreversible after a few years."

    Fan Lei stared at him angrily, and said, "It's not fatal, you said this thing is poisonous?"

    Wu Xian smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Fan, although it is not fatal, it will definitely endanger human health in three to five years."

    Fan Lei said: "What about in three to five years?"

    Wu Xiandao: "Unless you go to the hospital for an examination, it's hard to find these physical conditions."

    Fan Lei clapped his hands together and said, "Isn't that enough?"

    Wu Xian was confused.

    Fan Lei said: "You, you really don't know how to do business. You've already said that this kind of thing will cause major problems in three to five years. Just tell me that there is no negative effect on anything on the market, even drinking a drink.  Side effects, let alone our cosmetics. Just do it and start production today."

    Upon hearing this, Wu Xian became anxious immediately.

    "Mr. Fan, you can't do this! We clearly know that this thing is harmful."

    A man must have a conscience!

    Especially those who engage in chemical engineering and science should have a conscience!

    This thing, a little carelessness can kill people.

    He is engaged in science.

    But Fan Lei is just a businessman, he only wants to get money, it is such a simple condition.

    "Then can you solve it?" Fan Lei stared at him and asked.

    "Solve what?"

    "Resolve the impurities in the mask mud!"

    Wu Xianwei said: "I'm afraid it can't be done. Modern science can't do this."

    "That's it. If you can get rid of this impurity, I can give you time, but you can't get rid of it, but this kind of thing still exists in these. Existence is reasonable. Maybe An Yang also has this problem.  He dares to sell it, why can't I? Wu Xian, I don't think you know how profitable this thing is, do you?"

    Wu Xian was stunned.

    Existence is reasonable.

    Is this really right?

    No.

    Certainly not!

    "No, Mr. Fan, if you insist on doing this, I can only resign." Wu Xianyi said righteously.

    "Threatening me?" Fan Lei pointed at himself.

    "No, Mr. Fan, I just think that one must be down-to-earth." Wu Xian said.

    "Are you educating me?" Fan Lei sneered.

    Wu Xian kept silent.

    "Let me just say it straight, with an annual salary of 300,000 yuan, do you want to do it?" Fan Lei asked temptingly.

    "Mr. Fan! It's really not about money, the key is this thing, it really has a problem!" Wu Xian was anxious.

    He was hesitant to ask him to resign.

    Finding a job is not easy these days.

    "500,000!" Fan Lei continued to lure.

    For Fan Lei, who has always been stingy, to come up with such a price, it shows how optimistic he is about the mask slime business.

    Wu Xian hesitated, his throat moved.

    But after looking at the mud mask in his hand, he immediately said: "Mr. Fan, if you want me to do other things, I am obliged. If I want to do this, I really have to resign."

    Fan Lei lowered his face.

    At this time, a man who had been unknown behind Wu Xian stood up: "Mr. Fan, we will all do this!"

    This sentence can be said to have pushed Wu Xian directly into the abyss.

    Wu Xian stared at this man with wide eyes!

    "Teacher, it's like this these days. You laugh at the poor but not at the prostitutes. Tell me what's the use of adhering to this kind of justice. It's not that you live so hard that you can't even afford a house in Shanghai."

    "So you can do such harmful things against your conscience?" Wu Xian scolded angrily.

    "Teacher, I also want to survive and get better. I don't think there is anything shameful about it! This thing can't hurt your life!"

    "That's right, teacher, Mr. Fan is so sincere, why don't you stay?" Others persuaded him one after another.

    That's right.

    These days, laughing at the poor but not laughing at the prostitutes, is there anything more important than making money?

    No.

    There is nothing more important than making money.

    Now is a good opportunity to show loyalty, as long as the salary is raised, the future life will be easier.

    "Okay!" Wu Xian clapped his hands vigorously, tears welling up.  "Well said, really well said! Mr. Fan, I resign."

    After finishing speaking, he took off his clothes and threw them on the ground, stomped hard on his feet, and left the laboratory.

    "Teacher." Someone called him.

    But he no longer intends to stay.

    He ran to the door of the laboratory, opened the door, and started running.

    I really don't want to stay in this ghostly place for a moment.

    In the laboratory.

    Fan Lei clapped his hands vigorously, attracting everyone's attention.

    "Wu Xian doesn't know how to flatter. Everyone is working hard to make money. I, Fan, will not treat everyone badly. As long as I do well, I will definitely give everyone a raise. I will put my words here today! If it doesn't increase  , I¡¯m the bastard son of the turtle! He Wu Xian doesn¡¯t know how profitable this mask mud is, as long as you do it well, you might get double the salary in the first month!¡±

    Fan Lei is a bit stingy sometimes, but he also knows when he should pay money.

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