"Actually, you don't need to have any concerns."
Perhaps sensing Zhang Xiaowei's inner turmoil, Jing Yu hurriedly began to explain.
"The cooperation I mentioned doesn't mean cutting off your ties with Ziyan Hong Pharmaceutical Factory. You could authorize me to use the patent, and I could use your patent to develop new products."
Zhang Xiaowei, who was still troubled about how to make a choice, felt immediately relieved upon hearing this.
He didn't know much about business and hadn't realized that this was also an option.
"If that's the case, I could agree to it. However, before that, I need to discuss it with my business partners."
"Sure, go and discuss it later. For now, let's focus on grilling the meat; it's about to burn."
Seeing his agreement, Jing Yu said with a smile as a reminder.
Zhang Xiaowei snapped back to reality, hurriedly took the cooked meat off the grill, and they began to cut and share it.
