"Do you all think I'm going to make money relying on fake medicine?"
Little did they know, with a switch in his tone, Wang Zhan addressed their deepest doubts directly.
Then Wang Zhan laughed haughtily. "It's true I sell fake medicine, but who told you that the fake medicine I sell must *actually* be fake?"
It sounded convoluted, but it stirred something in Boss Chen's mind.
"Young man," Boss Chen asked, his interest piqued, "do you mean the medicine we sell could also be real?"
Wang Zhan looked into his eyes and laughed scornfully. "HEH HEH HEH, that depends on how we look at it."
