章節 1100: Medicinal Herb Farmer

Chairman Wang took a few sips of water to moisten his throat before he said, "You said it yourself. It is really hard to find a decent Chinese medicine farmer. He naturally charges more, right?"

The assistant scratched his head and replied annoyingly. "Even then how could he ask for profit sharing? Isn't he just being greedy?"

Considering the amount of Chinese herbs the Apothecaries Association uses per annum, even 0.001% profit sharing was a lot of money.

Chairman Wang put down the cup. He glanced at his assistant sideways. "If you were able to cultivate rare Chinese herbs, I don't mind sharing some profit with you. Are you capable of doing it though?"

The assistant instantly lowered his head sheepishly.

Chairman Wang shook his head. "People like you are simply narrow minded."

The assistant held his tongue without daring to speak.