"Eh, my company has that much potential? It can be considered your number one enemy?"
Mu Jinyu asked, quite surprised.
"Of course," Gu Xiyan answered, with a solemn look yet oddly excited, "Your company is developing a new cosmetic, claiming to be a beautifying and health-preserving product. It's said to be an ancient secret formula used by noble consorts, purportedly capable of significantly slowing down human aging and providing immediate effects. After one use, you look younger, and with long-term use, it can make you about three years younger..."
"Is that so?!" Upon hearing this, Mu Jinyu was not too excited but instead felt that this ancient noble consort's prescription was somewhat trashy.
After all, the worst beauty recipe he had could make a person look five years younger, a better one, ten years younger. And the best? Eternal youth and perennial beauty.
To be honest, he really wasn't impressed by this beauty product that only made you look three years younger.
