Yuan Xinchao returned to his workstation, packed some things, temporarily locked his work badge in the cabinet, turned around and left the office area in plain clothes.

"Sir Yuan."

"Sir Yuan."

The guys looked sympathetically and greeted with concern. Yuan Xinchao smiled reluctantly and remained silent. Someone said: "I heard that Sir Yuan has always been very filial."

"Rumors say, his father is his adoptive father. He adopted Yuan Sir when he was a child. He seems to be Yuan Sir's father's sworn brother. Therefore, Yuan Sir is the most promising."

"The money was used to support his father and buy a house for his sister."

Someone answered: "Repay kindness, Sir Yuan is a good man."

"No wonder Sir Yuan is in such a position that he didn't even buy a car."

Yuan Xinchao walked out of the gate of the Customs Department and saw a ghostly old man stepping forward and handing out his business card: "Sir Yuan."

"I am the person in charge of Qiangsheng Company in Xiangjiang and the vice chairman of the Food and Drug Administration, Pang Dirang."

Yuan Xinchao looked suspicious, and instead of accepting the business card, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Excuse me, your father died from taking fake medicine. As the vice president of the Food and Drug Administration, I implore you to come forward and do a publicity campaign.

Yuan Xinchao thought of the medicine his father took, which was very effective and cheap. He couldn't help but shook his head: "You misunderstood. This time, my father fell down the stairs because of poor care by his family. It had nothing to do with the medicine..."

Pang Dirang smiled and said, "How come it doesn't matter?"

"If your father takes that medicine, it's possible for him to have a relationship, right?"

A senior customs inspector is an absolutely perfect example, the most vicious gun!

Pang Dirang personally came out to invite him, just because he wanted to hold this gun!

If He Yihai dared to take action against the people at the customs, the customs would have to break up with He Yihai just to save face, and the generic drug business would probably collapse completely.

Xiangjiang is a trade hub leading to the mainland. If there is a problem with the customs in Xiangjiang, there will be a problem with the Greater China market.

But Yuan Xinchao unexpectedly did not let Pang Dirang get his wish: "I'm sorry, Mr. Pang, I'm not a good person, but I can't stand up and slander others. Theoretically, He Yihai's medicine also made my father After living for a while, I am a person who must repay kindness!"

"Ghost old man!"

"Step aside!" Yuan Xinchao was rushing back to attend his father's funeral, and he was not polite at all.
Chapter completed!