Xiang Chu, "Master, you and I think alike; we won't focus on branding our medical hall but on its uniqueness.
We must make it a one-of-a-kind institution, ideally a symbol that comes to mind when people think of traditional Chinese medicine, immediately recalling Divine Doctor Medical Hall."
Xia Weibao was thrilled, her disciple was so in tune with her, "So, how should we price the ointment?"
Hepburn, "Lion Tiger is wise!"
Xiang Chu, "One hundred thousand per bottle!"
Xia Weibao, "..."
She looked at the price she had typed out, ten yuan a bottle, and silently deleted it.
Indeed, she didn't understand the modern business market.
Fortunately, she hadn't sent it out; otherwise, such a low price might have made Xiang Chu die laughing.
However...
Turning her head, she looked at the small jar on the bedside table, 100g, selling for one hundred thousand?
That meant, her remuneration for filming "Allure" was only enough to buy five bottles?
Wasn't that insanely expensive!
