Meanwhile, at a nearby office building.
A portly man in a suit and leather shoes looked down at the crowd below, and he snorted coldly, "The beauty serum... what makes you entitled to it? It's all mine, Wang Guiming's!"
With that, he picked up the phone to dial a series of numbers, and the call went through quickly, "Captain Wu, it's time to make a move."
The person on the other end chuckled, "President Wang, rest assured, the matter is in hand. I've sent out eight men already. The product is unlicensed. When the time comes, we'll confiscate it in the name of authority, and everything will naturally be ours... ha ha!"
Unaware of the hidden dangers, Ren Feifan was downstairs looking for Lin Tiezhu amongst the crowd. Before long, he spotted him. Ren Feifan pulled out a small bottle from his pocket and handed it over, "Give this to your daughter to take. She will recover soon."
