Gui Nongsang stood with his hands clasped behind his back and glanced at Tao Donglai, speaking indifferently, "Mister Tao, this old man has no intention of taking any position at any medical company."
"As for the matter of being a consultant, let's not bring it up again."
"Since Mister Gui has no interest, Dong Lai will not insist."
Tao Donglai gave a slight smile, bowed, and retreated, his face showing no trace of dissatisfaction.
Had it been someone else, Tao Donglai would not have been so amiable—anyone who refused would have been forcibly taken away immediately.
But Gui Nongsang was no ordinary person; he was a paragon within the traditional Chinese medicine community, with over forty years of practice and connections spreading across Jiuzhou. Should they engage forcefully, the Tao Family might not even be able to outmatch this old man, and even if they could, it wouldn't be worth it.
"Gui... Mister Gui, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
