Chapter 1111: Partnership
Mi Wei nodded, and said, "It came from a remote mountain village in the south."
Hearing this, Mr. Wang thought that the southern accent was not quite the same, but it is normal for a remote mountain village to have its own local language. He didn't think too much, "Have you been engaged in medicinal herb cultivation?"
Mi Wei's thoughts drifted away, and there was a touch of emotion on that simple face. After returning to his senses, he replied, "Yes, it is a lifelong medicine farmer."
Wang Lao's eyebrows lit up, "It seems that Milan, this medicine, should not be a problem for you."
"Yeah." The corners of Mi Wei's lips raised slightly, his face fully confident.
It's not that he blows, there are no herbs in this world that he can't cultivate.
At this time, Assistant Wang, who was going to get the medicine, returned, and he put the small box in his hand on the table in front of Mi Wei.
"This is a medicine to moisturize the throat, you can try it with one tablet, it should have some effect." Wang Lao explained.
Mi Wei looked at the box for two seconds, then picked it up and opened it, then took out a piece of it and put it in his mouth.
"How do you feel? Is your throat more comfortable?" Wang Lao asked after a short while.
Mi Wei coughed. He has never been able to speak without conscience, but the other party is also kind, silent, and said: "...It's OK."
Assistant Wang next to him listened, but quietly glanced at him.
Okay?
Did he know that this medicine was made by a pharmacist in the Pharmaceutical Association, and it was much higher than those on the market?
Lao Wang didn't pay attention to what Mi Wei said, he was still thinking about the other party's ability to cultivate Milan, and he asked the assistant to get the employment contract.
After the employment contract was received, Mr. Wang let Mi Wei take a look, “It’s okay if you want to participate in a one-thousandth dividend of medicinal materials, but you have to ensure the normal production of some rare medicinal herbs.”
Mi Wei only turned the previous page of the contract and put it down, then raised his head to look at Wang Lao, and said, "I think you probably misunderstood. I can grow rare plants for you, but it doesn't mean that I sell myself to become you. Employees at the medicinal material base."
Hearing this, Wang Lao was taken aback and explained: "It's not selling, it's hiring."
Mi Wei only shook his head. He held the cigarette stick in his hand and said, "I don't like being called."
It's too annoying to be boxy.
Lao Wang probably understood what Mi Wei meant, thought about it, and said: "Otherwise, you think this is good. You can directly set the price based on the rarity of the cultivated medicinal plants. You teach the people in our medicinal material base how to grow the medicinal materials and pay dividends. No change, so everyone can be regarded as a cooperative relationship."
"I think about it." Mi Wei rubbed the cigarette stick with his finger, and then subconsciously took out the cigarette from the pouch. The cigarette smelled of soil tobacco leaves, and he smelled the smell of medicine in it.
Old Wang glanced at his cigarette.
But soon, Mi Wei stopped his action of stuffing cigarettes on the cigarette rod, endured his addiction, and stuffed the cigarettes back into the bag. He nodded to Wang Lao, "Okay, that's it."
Anyway, he just made some money by the way, the main purpose is to find people.
Seeing Miwei's promise, Wang Lao said briefly: "Our medicinal material base is in Huaicheng, where the climate and soil are suitable for planting herbs... When will it be convenient for you to go there?"
"Anytime." Mi Wei didn't hesitate.
"Well, I will make arrangements in two days." Wang Lao said directly.
Mi Wei hummed slightly, but thinking of something, he asked, "Does your medicinal material base have a network?"