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Dempsey felt happy listening to their discussions.

"Mr. Demps, have you had any good news recently? You look much more handsome now."

He walked to his desk, put down his briefcase, and did the starting position of Ba Duan Jin.

"Maybe it's because I've been working out recently," Demps laughed, "I feel much happier."

A colleague came over.

"Mr. Demps is so persistent. I couldn't last two days."

"It seems there is more than one reason..." Another colleague held his chin and looked at Demps carefully.

"It feels like Mr. Demps's hairstyle has changed, but it also seems to be the same..."

Demps has waited for so many days, and finally he got this sentence!

He flipped his hair casually.

"You're talking about this?"

Hair has a huge impact on your appearance.

Too hard, like a steel-wire afro.

It's too soft, sticks to the scalp, seems to be oily all the time, and makes the face look big.

The hair quality is just right, and the hair volume is increased, thereby increasing the thickness and layers of the hair. It does not require much care and can naturally modify the face shape.

It seems that the Erosion Wood Fragrance has its own aesthetic, making the hair grow in a beautiful direction, and the effect is very quick.

"My hair has definitely grown thicker lately," Demps laughed.

As soon as these words were spoken, the colleagues who were not originally participating in the conversation also became interested and gathered around.

"Could it be the work of Ba Duan Jin?"

"Or did Doctor Bai prescribe some magical medicine?"

Everyone touched their increasingly thinning foreheads and listened attentively.

Dempsey took out a half-used box of wood-eating powder from the drawer.

"It's a medicinal powder called Corrosion Wood Powder. I heard it's related to the World Tree. It's very rare and can only be produced in a few elven planes."

"so smart?"

"Just sprinkle some on before you comb your hair, and that's it." Demps shook the box.

“Wow, so easy?”

"Then let's go to Anshen Hall after get off work!"

"Yes, yes, I want to go too!"

Everyone was chattering and the discussion was heated.

Not far away, the company boss listened to the whole thing and turned around silently.

He quietly walked to Bentley's workstation and gently patted the young man who was wolfing down his breakfast.

"Come to my office."

Bentley's mouth was full and he slurred his response.

He followed his boss into the office, looking confused.

The boss walked to the desk and took off the wig on his head.

The boss's oily scalp was exposed, and he uncomfortably took a tissue and wiped it.

The wig was carefully hung on the mannequin's head nearby, and the boss also carefully sprayed some essential oil for care.

"Go to Anshen Hall and get me some Erosion Wood Powder." The boss ordered.

Bentley swallowed his food. "That's all?"

He was speechless. "Can't you go by yourself? It's not like you haven't seen Doctor Bai before."

"There are subordinates here..." The boss was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "It's not convenient for me to go..."

Bentley looked at his father's bald head and curled his lips reluctantly.

Bentley didn't want to be scolded by his boss, so he said shyly, "But it's working hours now."

The company boss is actually the same as Bentley at heart. He does whatever he wants and is equally unreliable.

He approved it without a second thought: "The company won't shut down without you, so I'll give you half a day off."

"Got it!"

Bentley suddenly perked up and ran out of the office.

He happily ran to Demps's workstation and said, "Boss, the boss asked me to run something!"

If it had happened in the past, Dempsey would have frowned hard, looking angry but not saying anything, which would have made Bentley's heart tremble.

Any fool would know that Bentley went out for personal matters.

But the boss is so casual and still orders his son around in the company.

While others are at work, Bentley goes out for a stroll.

While others eat boxed lunches, Bentley accompanies them to important dinner parties and enjoys a big meal.

Demps couldn't understand whether his boss really wanted to pave the way for his son and let him learn well.

But now, Demps has figured it out.

Maybe in the eyes of some upper-class people, it really doesn’t matter whether their children are excellent or not, as long as they are happy.

They don’t care whether this behavior will cause dissatisfaction among employees, because everyone is an NPC in their lives, and the NPC’s thoughts are not important at all.

Bentley had expected a severe reprimand from Dempsey.

Unexpectedly, Demps, who had already started working, just waved his hand.

"Since the boss agrees, then go ahead and be safe."

Bentley looked back every few steps in disbelief.

"So I'm really leaving?"

Dempsey didn't even raise his head, pretending not to hear.

Bentley turned his back and pursed his lips.

Since his leader and master doesn't restrain him, he feels uncomfortable and as if he is no longer important.

In fact, Demps just adjusted his mentality.

Put yourself first, and don't let work, responsibilities, or negative emotions take precedence over your life.

Focus more on yourself and love yourself.

Bentley, who was naturally not easily bothered by internal conflicts, ran downstairs and immediately put aside the discomfort he had just felt.

He went to Anshen Hall to register and queued up. There were not many people there on a weekday, so it was his turn soon.

Bai Zhi asked him, "What do you want to see?"

"I want to prescribe some Erosion Powder for my family," Bentley replied.

Bai Zhi motioned for him to stretch out his hand, "Let me take your pulse."

Bentley didn't understand.

You are not sick, why do you need to take my pulse?

But he still stretched out his hand obediently.

After taking Bentley's pulse, Baizhi lifted up Bentley's hair and took a look.

“Hair loss is hereditary to a certain extent, so I will prescribe you a dose of Shimu Powder.

“If you want to buy more after using it, you don’t need to register, you can buy it directly from the prescription or Huaguoshan mini program.

"As long as you don't take a pound of this formula in one go, it won't put any burden on your body. You can use it as you see fit."

Bentley's pupils trembled, and his voice trembled: "Wait a minute! What did you mean by the last sentence?"

"?" Bai Zhi thought for a moment, "Oh, I am reminding you to start preventing hair loss while you are still young, so that you won't end up like your elders in the future.

"And you are an office worker here, right? Your industry is very stressful and you have to work overtime a lot, so you have to be more careful and try not to stay up late if you can."

"..."

A few minutes later, Bentley walked out of the repose hall dejectedly.

He packed up a course of Wood-Eroding Powder for each member of the family and put it away in his space with a look of shame on his face, fearing that it would be seen by others.

He was probably the only customer who bought the Wood Erosion Powder but was not happy.

While Gu Xingyan was busy raising funds, customers who had bought the Shimu Powder gradually discovered the miraculous effects of this medicinal powder.

Some customers quickly recommended it to relatives and colleagues who also suffered from baldness;

Or like the person in charge of Demps, secretly showing off his hair...

As the fame of Shimu San gradually grew, a global hit product has quietly been born.

Neither the store manager Gu Xingyan, nor the inventor Bai Zhi, nor the elves who were busy chopping and shredding the parasites into powder, realized that—

How crazy can people with hair loss be?