"Medicine is about human lives, which are more valuable than jade and jewelry."
"But any way of making money is subject to rules - market operation licenses."
Her threat came gently.
Without any sharpness.
Qin Yu shook her head: "You won't."
"Why?"
"Because it involves the interests of the country and the people, you won't interfere, but rather help me."
Su Wanmo paused, then looked down, "I am just a businessman."
Even her family saw her that way, although mostly in praise, because economic interests are, after all, a passport to worldly rules.
But none of them were as direct as Qin Yu.
The interests of the country and the people?
Is this the evening news?
"But you are a good person." Qin Yu's words seemed casual, like chatting, but Su Wanmo would never know how much sediment was in Qin Yu's heart when she said this.
As if many, many years had passed.
She eventually said it in a joking manner.
Su Wanmo, you are a good person.
You wronged me once back then.
