"Yuan Ruoshan! You're deliberately setting an impossible task for Lin Fan!"
Yuan Youwei, who had been staring in shock, finally came to her senses, her expression changing abruptly.
The Medical Procurement Conference was a major trade event for the medical markets of northern and southern Xia Country. Even though it was held only once every three years, its total market size was merely around ten billion. The best result Yuandao Pharmaceuticals had ever achieved was barely over one hundred million. Even the Wang family's Tianchuan Pharmaceuticals, ranked number one in Haicheng, wouldn't dare boast about securing two billion!
"Ruoshan, your terms are a bit excessive," Mr. Yuan Sr. said lightly, his smile fading.
The other Yuan family members also wore complicated expressions and began to whisper among themselves. Only Seventh Uncle and the few others who had been kneeling on the ground slowly climbed to their feet, a hint of malicious glee in their eyes.
