Yang Shiying was very angry in her heart, but there was a bit of ridicule and disdain in her eyes, "it seems that you are very confident in your medical skills? Good. Let's make a bet
"What's the bet?" Mu Yue's eye ground flashed a fine light, ask a way.
She wanted to see what the woman would do.
Yang Shiying slightly raised her chin, which was higher than Mu Yue. She looked down at her and said, "let's bet, who wins this competition between Chinese medicine and Korean medicine?"
Muyue confidently said, "hehe, is it still a bet? Of course, it's China that wins! "
"Who said that? Our Korean medicine is the real medicine. Your Chinese medicine is just a branch of our Korean medicine! " Yang Shiying is also confident, said sarcastically.
Mu Yue is sneer, and is to say the truth, "you are not for my company's formula and come? It proves that Chinese medicine in China is better than that in Korea! "
Sure enough, Yang Shiying's face turned black again, and she didn't want to pester them. "Would you like to bet with me? As long as our Han Yi wins your traditional Chinese medicine, you will give me the product formula of dream cosmetics company! "
"Bet, of course! But what do you bet with me? " Mu Yue smiles and asks Yang Shiying.
Yang Shiying said simply and confidently, "I will give you the formula of our Minxian cosmetics company!"
"Do you think that even you dislike it? Can your company's rubbish match our company's recipes?" Mu Yue said sarcastically again.
Although this is the truth, it also makes Yang Shiying feel firm again.
Up to now, Yang Shiying is really regretting that she shouldn't have come. Just let people throw out a bet.
She felt that if she went on like this, she would be driven crazy by muyue.
"What do you want?" Yang Shiying asks Mu Yue angrily.
Mu Yue shrugged his shoulders and said, "you really have nothing to compare with my formula. Well, I don't know how many shares you have in your Minxian cosmetics company and how much is your value?"
"What do you mean?" Yang Shiying narrowed her eyes and felt a thump in her heart, which had an ominous premonition.
"How about using your shares in Minxian cosmetics to bet with me? Do you want to fight? " Mu Yue pick eyebrows, provocative to Yang Shiying said.
Yang Shiying clenched her hands tightly beside her legs and said, "good!"
If it wasn't for her trust in Korean doctors in her own country and her self-confidence that their Korean doctors could beat TCM, she would not have been willing to do so, nor would she have come up with such a bet first.
"That's good. On the day of the game, we'll also find those international experts and doctors as judges, so that all Chinese people will know about our bet!" Mu Yue said defiantly.
Yang Shiying snorted coldly, confidently dropped the last cruel words, turned and left the office, "hum, you just wait to hand in your company's formula!"
Ling Hong looked at Yang Shiying's back, turned his head and looked at Mu Yue, "how did you bet with her, Mu Dong?"
"No way, I'm short of money!" Mu Yue innocently spread his hands and explained.
When Ling Hong heard the words, he almost fell to the ground without a foot, "lack of money? What do you want? "
"For money? Sell it to other shareholders of her company, or her rival company, but there is a lot of money! "