On second thought, eight yuan for that stuff didn't seem too expensive. Being able to help a man regain his dignity was worth ten yuan. Yet Chen Mo had actually quoted him that price—he clearly wasn't showing any respect to him as the deputy director.
Li Huaide felt extremely annoyed, but oh well, he needed the Dragon-Tiger Pill himself right now.
"How about this? You refine a batch for me, equivalent to a two-hundred-yuan supply." Li Huaide pulled out two hundred yuan right then and there and handed it to Chen Mo.
Chapter 55