Jiang Anzhi didn't know where things had gone wrong. According to the original plan, the product Jiang Mengxin manufactured with the incorrect formula should have had severe side effects.
It should have erupted catastrophically by now, and the customers' skin should have been burned.
But the problem was that the customers not only had no side effects but were all smiling happily, praising Mengyuan products for being excellent.
This was very strange.
Jiang Anzhi was completely bewildered.
Jiang Yang quietly asked, "Dad, didn't you say this product had serious flaws? How come... no one can see it?"
Faced with Jiang Yang's question, Jiang Anzhi couldn't utter a single word.
The atmosphere on-site was excellent, and Mengyuan was selling extremely well.
Lu Ming and Jiang Lan exchanged glances and both smiled.
Nothing needed to be said; everything was understood.
And at this moment.
Jiang Mengxin boldly walked up to Lu Ming and said proudly, "Lu Ming, do you see? The Mengyuan product is excellent and well-loved by the customers!"
Lu Ming smiled and nodded. "I see."
Jiang Mengxin continued, "Do you know now why I insisted on manufacturing this product? My vision as Jiang Mengxin is just that excellent!"
Excellent?
Lu Ming shook his head with a wry smile.
If Lu Ming and Jiang Lan hadn't cooperated privately to replace the fake formula, would Jiang Mengxin still be able to smile now?
Jiang Mengxin, however, didn't think that way.
She believed all the credit belonged to her.
Jiang Mengxin sneered, "Lu Ming, don't think you can get the upper hand over me just because you've helped me a few times! You said the formula had problems and customers would have side effects? Now open your eyes and see clearly, which customer has side effects?"
She paused.
She continued, "Lu Ming, I advise you to restrain yourself in the future and not use your underhanded tactics to oppose me, because you're not worthy!"
After her tirade, Jiang Mengxin swaggered away.
She was very happy today.
Not only because the Mengyuan product was selling well, but more importantly, because Jiang Mengxin had defeated Lu Ming.
In her memory, there were rarely any moments of successfully humiliating Lu Ming.
This was the first time she had truly put him in his place.
It felt so satisfying!
Jiang Mengxin decided to treat herself to a good meal as a reward. After such a long time, she had finally managed to put Lu Ming in his place once, and it felt amazing!
Watching Jiang Mengxin's ignorant and fearless demeanor, Lu Ming felt both annoyed and amused.
Jiang Lan walked over silently and whispered, "Are you very angry?"
Lu Ming shrugged, not answering.
Jiang Lan said, "You must be very angry. It's clearly you who secretly helped your sister solve the problem, yet she thinks it's all her own achievement. Not only that, she's mocking you in return. Anyone else would have revealed the truth and thoroughly humiliated their sister. Lu Ming, you're truly kind to tolerate this."
"A moment of impatience can disrupt a grand plan."
Lu Ming said, "Let Mengxin be proud for now; it's harmless. What I care about is Jiang Anzhi!"
This incident showed that Jiang Anzhi would stop at nothing to secure the position of CEO.
He didn't even care about sacrificing the Jiang family.
He had failed this time, but that didn't mean he would give up. He would likely retaliate with even more cruel measures. The future was uncertain.
Jiang Anzhi quietly walked away.
He called Yuan Chengji and immediately asked, "Uncle Yuan, why didn't the formula you gave me work as planned? Mengyuan products are selling like hotcakes! This plan not only failed to ruin Jiang Mengxin but also allowed her to make a fortune. What is this?"
Yuan Chengji on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time.
Where had things gone wrong?
Yuan Chengji couldn't figure it out either.
Everything was proceeding according to plan, so how could it go wrong?
After much thought, Yuan Chengji couldn't find a clue and finally said, "There's nothing we can do. The plan has completely failed this time, but you don't need to be too upset. Jiang Mengxin will surely appreciate you for making money, and trust you even more. With this trust, we'll have plenty of opportunities to get rid of her later! Just play along for now; I'll devise another plan."
Sigh...
Jiang Anzhi hung up the phone and sighed heavily.
He tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice.
He didn't ruin Jiang Mengxin; instead, he helped her make a lot of money. The more Jiang Anzhi thought about it, the more frustrated he felt, and he punched the wall fiercely.
After the product's direct sales event ended, Lu Ming returned to the company.
Before he could even settle in, he received a call from Qiao Ling, a master of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Hello, Doctor Qiao, what's the matter?"
"Lu Ming, I'm calling to inform you that the time for the Sino-Western Medicine Exchange Conference at Jinling Medical University has been set for tomorrow afternoon at two o'clock. Please be there on time."
"No problem."
After hanging up, Lu Ming took a deep breath. He had quite a few things going on recently.
The Sino-Western Medicine Exchange Conference.
Western medicine had come to China with the intention of completely crushing Traditional Chinese Medicine. Their scheme must not succeed!
...
The next day, at eleven o'clock in the morning.
Lu Ming, along with Qiao Ling and others, arrived at Jinling Medical University.
Under the warm reception of the principal, everyone was led to the first-floor hall of the university cafeteria to have lunch.
They had expected to enjoy delicious cuisine and receive a warm welcome from the students. However, to their embarrassment, there was nothing.
Qiao Ling and the others were casually arranged in the first-floor hall, sitting at ordinary dining tables.
Their meals were also extremely ordinary.
It was far from formal.
Wang Daomin took a bite and said with great dissatisfaction, "Damn, what's wrong with this school? Are they that poor? They don't even have a decent meal?"
Zhao Xu sneered twice and said self-deprecatingly, "It's not that they don't have decent meals, it's just that they don't want to host us properly."
"Ah?" Wang Daomin asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Zhao Xu pointed to the second floor and said, "There are private rooms on the second floor, and the food is at least on par with a four-star hotel! They simply don't value us."
The more Wang Daomin heard, the angrier he became, grumbling, "Jinling Medical University, bullying us too much!"
Qiao Ling sighed deeply and said, "They're not bullying us; they just look down on Traditional Chinese Medicine. At Jinling Medical University, Western medicine holds supreme status, and in their eyes, Traditional Chinese Medicine is all feudal dregs. So, how could they give us a good reception?"
She paused and continued, "However, precisely because of this, the significance of this exchange conference is even greater. We must use our efforts to make the Chinese students in Jinling recognize the greatness of Traditional Chinese Medicine and correct their discrimination against it."
It had to be said that Qiao Ling possessed a strong sense of patriotism.
As the few of them were eating.
Suddenly, firecrackers began to crackle outside.
Immediately after, a long red carpet was laid out on the ground, and students holding flowers stood on both sides, their faces filled with smiles of happiness and envy.
The principal shouted, "Students, now let's give the most enthusiastic applause to welcome the elites of the Western Medical Association as they make their grand entrance!!!"