Zhao Xinlian approached Chen Wei, observing the various industry-leading researchers around her, and whispered to Chen Wei, "Hey, are you really planning to mix your own cosmetics? It's not like you can just whip up something whenever you want, right?"
"Plus, even if you did manage to make something, whether it can be used on people's faces is another matter. Everyone's skin is different. If there's a problem with the sales, the company's reputation could be affected. Worse, henceforth, Zhao Corporation might find no foothold in the cosmetics industry. Do you understand?"
Zhao Xinlian wasn't trying to discourage Chen Wei but rather wanted him to understand the reality that cosmetics may seem simple on the surface, full of lotions and potions, but there is a deep complexity to it.
It wasn't just Zhao Xinlian; everyone thought that Chen Wei was underestimating the cosmetics business.
