Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

"Why are you asking this?" Old Mr. Pei was a man with principles. Even though his eldest son spent most of his time at the Apothecaries' Association, Old Mr. Pei knew what he was like.

Pei Rong was probably inquiring about this suddenly because he wanted something.

Pei Rong smiled. "Nothing. I think she's a great apothecary. I'm not sure if you know that. She's the deputy chairman at the association now."

Old Mr. Pei was caught by surprise. Then again, Huo Yao was a master apothecary, so it made complete sense.

He paused briefly. After composing himself, he sneered and asked. "That doesn't answer the question. Why are you suddenly asking about her? Do you need her help or something? Do you want me to convince her to do it? Have you forgotten what you did last year? You stole her prescription and refined pills without permission."

Pei Rong felt a little annoyed the moment his father brought up the subject. "I told you. It might be her prescription, but I didn't do anything wrong when I used it to refine pills. Let's not forget she gave us the prescription."

He had simply refined pills using her prescription. He did not understand why his father kept calling him a thief.

Pei Rong felt his father was such an old fogey. He placed so much importance on honor. In reality, he was just conservative and stubborn.

His father was annoyingly old-fashioned and was unable to move with the times. If Pei Rong had followed his father's example, he would not have lasted long at the Apothecaries' Association.

"You are just like Pei Feng. Both of you are equally judgmental and stubborn," scolded Old Mr. Pei angrily.

He expected this from his second son, but his eldest son turned out to be no better.

Pei Rong shook his head speechlessly. Deputy Chairman Qin had asked him for help, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Fine. My bad. You're absolutely right."

Old Mr. Pei did not want to continue arguing, so he turned his head and looked out of the car window.

Pei Rong raised his hand and pressed his brow. After some time, he finally spoke nicely. "I need something from her, so I was hoping you could help."

Old Mr. Pei had been spot on.

He veered his eyes and spoke deeply without the slightest expression on his face. "Don't even think about it."

Pei Rong could not help feeling angry when his father refused to help without the slightest hesitation.

He pulled up the car, turned on the blinking car light, and turned to look at his father. "You refused without even hearing what I need from her. Can't you at least hear me out?"

Old Mr. Pei felt he might have overreacted. He inhaled deeply and said, "Fine."

"Things are changing in the association. Considering my current experience, it's hard for me to move up the hierarchy, but an opportunity is now knocking on my door. If I can get my hands on some ancient prescriptions, I might have the chance to become the deputy chairman."

Deputy Chairman Qin had offered Pei Rong the position in exchange for ancient prescriptions.

Chairman Wang's health was swiftly deteriorating, so it was just a matter of time when they needed a new chairman. Deputy Chairman Qin was next in line. Once Deputy Chairman Qin became the next head, he could naturally give Pei Rong a lot of things in return.

Huo Yao had produced a prescription at the apothecaries' exam. When she handed it over, she seemed completely nonchalant. It was enough proof that it was not the only prescription in her possession.

Old Mr. Pei was on good terms with Huo Yao, so Pei Rong felt completely justified asking his father to help.

Old Mr. Pei's blood pressure instantly skyrocketed the moment he heard what his son said. He pointed at Pei Rong and spoke angrily with his voice trembling. "How could you have the cheek to be so shameless? How can you expect her to hand over her prescriptions?"

Initially, Old Mr. Pei thought his son might have wanted to ask for Huo Yao's pills, but he shockingly wanted her prescriptions.