Wang Ming nodded after listening.
"Yes, an old friend indeed."
The middle-aged man immediately greeted him with a smile, grabbing Wang Hao's right hand with both of his and said, "Hello, my name is Zhao Gang, the director here! What should I call you?"
"Hello! My name is Wang Hao."
Wang Hao came to his senses and wondered to himself. He had never met the director before, so why was he so enthusiastic?
Watching Zhao Gang circling around Wang Ming, he thought it must be out of respect for Wang Ming.
"By the way, since you happened to come to the city today, why don't you come to the laboratory with me? Use your membership card to pick out some medicines, take them while they are free."
Wang Ming suddenly remembered the membership card and reminded Wang Hao.
Wang Hao didn't think much of it, but Zhao Gang next to him was stunned upon hearing this and stared at Wang Hao, his expression incredulous.
