"Alright, buying medicine from you makes me feel particularly reassured."
The old man happily carried the medicine and left.
Xiaogao was very attentive in seeing the old man off to the door, watching him leave with 'reluctance', and then went back into the clinic.
"Xiaogao, not bad, really didn't see it before, you have this skill!"
Boss Zhao's tone was slightly sour.
"Haha, you flatter me. It's all because Boss Li trusts me that I have such a good opportunity. Of course, the quality of the medicine here is also a reason; they are all well-known brand health medicines with especially guaranteed quality, so I have confidence when selling them."
When Xiaogao saw Boss Zhao again, he was no longer the meek little follower he used to be.
Instead, he had a touch of a sales elite's demeanor.
However, his smile was still very naive.
"Not bad, very good!"
When Boss Zhao heard Xiaogao mention that the health medicine here was of high quality, his expression changed again.
