Chapter One Hundred Forty-Nine
Bai Susu's face looked slightly distressed as she remained silent, deep in thought.
The bald man spoke again, "Miss Bai, time waits for no one. You should know that Hundred-Year-Old Medicine isn't something you can find just anywhere."
Upon hearing the words "Hundred-Year-Old Medicine".
A glint of sharp light flashed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes—he too was thinking about acquiring Hundred-Year-Old Medicine, wasn't he?
When Bai Susu thought about her fruitless trip to the provincial city.
As a medicinal herb merchant, she, of course, knew how rare Hundred-Year-Old Medicine was.
Even though reaching a cooperation with Wang Sihai would mean Bai's Medicinal Materials would lose a significant portion of its profits and she might even have to hand over control of the company, she had a compelling reason to proceed.
After taking a deep breath, she said, "Alright, I can agree to your terms, but you have to show me the medicine first."