Fu Cheng noticed the strange expression on Chairman Wang's face, so he could not help feeling worried. He knew that the chairman was inspecting his work.
Also, he did not make those medicinal pills.
Fu Cheng squeezed his hands and kept looking at Chairman Wang without moving his eyes.
The deputy director asked quizzically. "Chairman Wang?"
Chairman Wang composed himself. He picked up a pill and inspected it before placing it back in the box where there were three other pills. He remarked. "This is good. I think these are the best medicinal pills of the lot."
Fu Cheng released his fists in relief instantly. He was glad that everything was okay.
He had probably overreacted. After all, these were S grade medicinal pills. How could Chairman Wang have anything bad to say about them?
