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Yun Tinglan then realized that what came before love was bait.

She didn't respond, but picked up the contract and started reading it. Soon, with Ling Xi's reminder, she saw a clause that sold the prescription outright and prohibited any other commercial use.

In other words, once she signed, the secret recipe would be changed to her own, and she could only use it for herself. Otherwise, it would be considered infringement and she would have to pay a penalty of one million yuan.

Haha, one million, you dare to write it.

This style of behavior... is too overbearing and too disgusting.

The two people opposite saw Yun Tinglan pick up the contract, and their hearts also lifted. Seeing that she just flipped through it casually and put it down, they breathed a sigh of relief and continued to seduce, "If you have any other demands, you can raise them. I will help you to reflect to the superiors and try my best to get more benefits for you. In addition, our pharmaceutical factory is planning to build a branch factory, and we will definitely recruit workers at that time. You see..."

Did you hear about Yi An arranging jobs for his comrades and want to use this to make a deal with her?

Yun Tinglan sneered in her heart. To put it nicely, their behavior was insincere, and to put it bluntly, it was deception. She voluntarily donated not to add political achievements to those who were scheming and playing with power, but for those soldiers who were risking their lives.

That's why she hates dealing with such people.

They will only think that your kindness is easy to bully and manipulate.

She served tea and sent the guests away. The two were stunned. They really couldn't understand why they had given her the formula of the golden wound medicine before, but now they promised her a lot of benefits, but she refused.

"Is it because we are not from the military? Otherwise, why don't you go find your brother-in-law? Wasn't he the one who showed up last time?"

On the way back, the two were still struggling with the reason.

"Are you crazy? If you really go to my brother-in-law, what if we withhold 0.5% of the profits and it gets exposed?" He gets several thousand yuan every month, and he gets about one or two hundred yuan. Anyway, he is not willing to give it up.

"What about the bone-growing and tendon-repairing ointment? The Hong Kong businessman promised to help us immigrate to Hong Kong Island after the deal was done, but now it hasn't been done..." He was a little unwilling to accept that the immigration plan was going to fall through.

"Why rush? Let's think of another way and try with her family."

Yian came back from a walk with Xu Jianmin and saw the passbook on the table. His eyes widened, "Eighteen thousand?" Mom, our family is quite wealthy.

Yun Tinglan handed the passbook to Xu Jianmin and told him about the charity fund, "…to support the orphans of martyrs, and to help disabled veterans and martyrs' families."

"That's good, but this money... is just a drop in the bucket." Xu Jianmin also took out his coffin book, which amounted to three thousand eight hundred.

But how many people can this money help?

"This passbook was sent by the pharmaceutical factory. It contains the profits from the ointment, as well as my bonus and compensation. The person who came said that he would deposit 0.5% of the income from the ointment into the account on a monthly basis.

Such a large pharmaceutical factory will have a lot of net profit every month, even if it is only one or two thousand, it is always enough to help dozens of people. Uncle Xu, you are bored, so you can continue to make use of your remaining energy with your old friends. "

Speaking of this, Yun Tinglan brought up the matter of installing prosthetic limbs again, "I am a student, and I have actually achieved some results. You and Uncle Ma can help give us some suggestions and see where improvements are needed. If it is feasible, we can first select a group of disabled veterans and install them for them. The cost will be deducted from their savings accounts."

Yi An immediately and diligently gave his mother a back massage, "Mom, leave the trial of prosthetic limbs to me. We have people with missing limbs." He had sent telegrams to his comrades a few days ago, and according to the time, they should be here soon.

Yeah, there are a lot of people.

Their leader somehow found out about this and forced twenty people on him. They were all heroes, but they suffered because of their lack of education.

"Please say something good to my dad and ask him to find out which other factories are short of workers and help them find some. Even though they are disabled, one can easily beat three."

"Let them come." Song Jinhan happened to walk into the living room carrying a bag of fruit, and took over the conversation after hearing this.

Yi An was overjoyed and immediately turned into a lackey, accepting fruits and serving tea.

After listening to Xu Jianmin's talk about the charity fund, Song Jinhan instantly realized that something was wrong. That night, he asked Yun Tinglan, "Do you suspect there is something fishy going on here?"

She nodded, but it was not the thing, it was the person.

Shareholders are dead, but people are alive. They have the final say on the specific profits. Yun Tinglan doesn't care about that little bit of money, but she doesn't want to be treated as a fool.

With Xu Jianmin and his team taking charge, every penny will be delivered to those in need, and the pharmaceutical companies will also be forced to return the money they have embezzled.

She told Song Jinhan about the tricks in the contract and her guesses: "...I suspect someone has set their sights on the bone-reinforcing ointment."

The two people who came were cadres from state-owned enterprises, and their salaries were fixed, so there was no need to set a trap in the contract to trick her.

They had offended her to death, so weren't they afraid that she would expose the matter and make them lose their iron rice bowl? Her identity as the "imperial physician behind the red wall" was not fake.

Unless... they are profitable and have made arrangements for their fallback.

"Go to sleep." Song Jinhan turned off the bedside lamp. "I'll investigate this matter." He was not idle during this period, and his old comrades and leaders all started to move around.

Song Jinhan had just obtained the detailed information of the two people through his network of connections when someone came to Yining's door first.

"Looking for you to shoot a commercial?" Yun Tinglan narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Well, one hundred a day. I heard it was a Hong Kong businessman who said my image suits their new clothes and wanted me to be their print model, which means wearing beautiful clothes and taking photos. But I didn't go." She felt uncomfortable at the thought of having her photo hung on the wall or printed into a booklet for everyone to see.

"He also donated a building to our College of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Halfway through his words, Yining slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, by the way, the vice president asked me to tell you to go to the school tomorrow. It seems to be to discuss the sponsorship of tumor targeted drugs."

Yun Tinglan and Song Jinhan looked at each other and understood that this was the true God appearing.

The next day, Yun Tinglan was stunned when he saw someone.

The other man was of medium build, a little fat, with a slightly protruding belly, and his dark gray suit was open.

The key is this person's appearance... looks familiar!

The man opposite was also startled, his eyes flickered for a moment, as if he remembered something, and stepped forward excitedly and asked, "Are you Yun Tinglan, Professor Yun? May I ask who your father is..."

Perhaps realizing that he was being abrupt, he hastily introduced himself, "My last name is Ding, Ding Chufeng, and my father's name is Ding Jianye, who was also called Yun Jianye..."

"Sorry, Mr. Ding, I have to interrupt you for a moment." Yun Tinglan pointed at her watch. "I still have to see patients. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Also, I lost my mother when I was young and was abandoned by my biological father. Later, I was found by my aunt and grew up in my fiancé's family. So whether it's Ding Jianye or Yun Jianye you're talking about, I think it has nothing to do with me."

The original owner did have these memory fragments in her memory, which were told to her by the old Taoist priest. However, the original owner was raised by the old Taoist priest since she was a child, so even though she knew her life experience, she did not feel sad about being abandoned by her biological father.

The old Taoist priest also told the original owner that her father was a live-in son-in-law and her mother died of heavy bleeding during childbirth. Not long after, Yun Jianye changed his surname back to Ding and married a new wife.