Zhang Kaitian had just gotten into his Mercedes.
He saw Lisa had finished her phone call.
She got in, slightly cautiously, and said to him, "Director Zhang, I've already given the orders."
"If there's any progress, it will be reported immediately."
"So don't worry, let those people in the lab keep working overtime."
Zhang Kaitian nodded, unexpectedly put his hand on her shoulder, and after saying a few words to her,
Lisa awkwardly opened the online ordering platform.
Meanwhile.
Lin Feng wasn't spending any more time on the Elixir issue and was instead living quite comfortably.
He couldn't imagine his competitor, Zhang Kaitian, running around busily these past two days and losing his temper at least ten times, which seemed impossible to him.
But it didn't matter, for he was about to produce a batch of finished medicine.
At night.
Lin Feng was having dinner with Zhang Yuxi.
He received a phone call, looked at the phone, and said to Zhang Yuxi, who was serving him food.
