Chapter 8

"Master Lu, did you hire me because you need me to research new drugs for Danhan Pharmacy?" Mo Wujie took a deep breath and decided to take a chance. He needed too many gold coins, and it wasn't a problem that could be solved with just a few hundred.

Lu Jiujun hesitated for a moment, "It's not entirely about developing new drugs. The reason Danhan Pharmacy fell into decline is that I invested a large amount of funds into new drug development. Unfortunately, the new drug development failed and couldn't be released in time, allowing our competitors to take advantage. Perhaps you can build on our previous research, which would save a lot of time and effort."

Lu Jiujun wasn't lying. After Mo Tiancheng went missing, Danhan Pharmacy made a lot of profit. However, Lu Jiujun wasn't a stable person. He immediately hired several alchemists to start developing new drugs. Unfortunately, the profits from Danhan Pharmacy had been drained by Mo Tiancheng, and the savings left after Mo Tiancheng's departure were insufficient to develop new drugs. In the end, it was all for nothing. The new drugs were never developed, and Danhan Pharmacy went bankrupt.

Many people believed that Lu Jiujun's reckless spending led to Danhan Pharmacy's downfall. Only Lu Jiujun himself knew that even if he hadn't developed new drugs, Danhan Pharmacy would have eventually declined. Mo Tiancheng's focus was never on Danhan Pharmacy. The variety of drugs Danhan Pharmacy once had had lost its competitive edge after decades. Chengling Extreme Pill Workshop offered drugs with similar effects at much lower prices. What Mo Wujie was doing was a gamble.

"If I lead the new drug research, I hope to take 70% of the new drug's profits." After realizing he needed a large amount of funds, Mo Wujie made a bold request. He had no intention of relying on Danhan Pharmacy's previous research.

"That's impossible. You don't even have an alchemist's qualification certificate, and you want 70% of the profits? Where in the world is such a thing possible? Even if I hire a random alchemist, it would cost no more than 200 to 300 gold coins a month." Lu Jiujun stood up, somewhat angrily.

Mo Wujie wasn't the least bit flustered. In his previous life, he had been through countless negotiations. How could he be scared off by a single sentence? "Master Lu, can you be sure that an alchemist who earns 200 to 300 gold coins a month can develop new drugs for you? Furthermore, even if they develop new drugs, what if they leave and take the new product to another pharmacy? Can you be sure the new drug will still be profitable? Even if you sign a contract, if the development period is long, do you have enough gold coins to pay them? I'm different. Before the new drug is out, I only need 10 gold coins a month."

Mo Wujie was counting on the fact that Lu Jiujun didn't have enough gold coins to hire a real alchemist, which is why he was taking a chance and targeting him.

"Besides the 70% of the new drug's profits, you also want 10 gold coins a month?" Lu Jiujun felt his words were losing their power.

"Of course, Master Lu. The fact that you found me is proof of your wisdom. Since you understand my situation, you know I can't work on an empty stomach. Moreover, even if I can't develop the new drug, your loss won't be significant. If you spend hundreds of gold coins on another alchemist and they fail to develop the new drug, well, you might end up as my neighbor..." Mo Wujie said with a smile.

Lu Jiujun looked at Mo Wujie's smiling face and felt a surge of hatred. If he heard anyone say this guy was a madman, he would probably kick them.

"Fine, I'll give you 50%." After much hesitation, Lu Jiujun said, word by word.

Mo Wujie's reasoning made sense. Even if he failed, the loss would only be a few dozen gold coins over a few months. If he hired another alchemist, the loss could be thousands of gold coins. At that point, he, Lu Jiujun, might really end up as a neighbor to this fallen prince.

Mo Wujie calmly stroked his chin, "50% is fine, but not 50% of the new drug's profits. It's 50% of Danhan Pharmacy's shares. If you agree, we'll sign the contract. If not, I'll go and take the alchemist certification exam. Don't tell me I can't take the exam without a graduation certificate; I have my ways. Once I get the certificate, hehe..."

Lu Jiujun sighed. He knew Mo Wujie had hit his weak spot. If he didn't hire Mo Wujie, even if he offered 80% of the workshop to other alchemists, no one would believe him.

"Alright, I agree. Young Master Mo, you must do your best. The future of Danhan Pharmacy depends on you. From today, you are the chief alchemist of Danhan Pharmacy." Lu Jiujun didn't haggle any further. The new drug would bring in all the profits, so the share of the workshop and the share of the new drug were essentially the same, and the share of the new drug might even be more.

Mo Wujie patted Lu Jiujun's shoulder, "Old friend, you're a smart man. Watch how I make you rich and revitalize Danhan Pharmacy. By the way, Old Lu, lend me 10 gold coins. I need to buy rice for my family."

Lu Jiujun's lips twitched, but he still took out a small cloth bag and handed it to Mo Wujie, saying, "Brother Mo, we're family now. There's no need to be formal. If you need more gold coins, just prepay your monthly salary. I'll prepare everything and you can come to my workshop to sign the contract tomorrow."

Mo Wujie took the bag, felt the nearly 10 gold coins inside, and felt a surge of joy. Just as he was about to say more, he saw Yan'er, who looked anxious, in the guild hall. It seemed the girl was worried about him and had come to the guild again.

"Alright, alright, I'll go to Danhan Pharmacy tomorrow..." As he spoke, Mo Wujie had already walked out of the teahouse, waving from a distance, "Girl..."

After the initial confusion and worry, Mo Wujie had completely recovered his composure after the negotiation with Lu Jiujun. Since he was here, he would make the best of it.

"Master..." Yan'er's eyes instantly lost their anxiety when she saw Mo Wujie, and she quickly ran over.

"Let's go home, and we'll buy some food on the way." Mo Wujie pulled Yan'er and hurriedly said goodbye to Lu Jiujun, leaving the guild.

To be honest, the half bowl of rice in the morning hadn't filled him up. Now that he had gold coins, he couldn't let his stomach down without a good meal.

"Chengyu Spirit Tower?" Mo Wujie stopped just as he walked out of the guild gate. He saw a pale golden tower across the street, with the words "Chengyu Spirit Tower" written on it.

When he came to look for a job, he had seen the Raozhou Guild first and hadn't noticed the Chengyu Spirit Tower behind it.

Yan'er saw Mo Wujie stop and look at the distant spirit tower and sighed, "Master, that's where one can open their spirit. You've been there before."

Yan'er was subtly reminding Mo Wujie that he was a commoner. Mo Wujie understood her meaning but still said, "Yan'er, let's wait to eat. We'll go to the spirit tower first."

For Mo Wujie, the most important thing now was to have a spirit root and start cultivating. The negotiation with Lu Jiujun was also for the sake of cultivation; otherwise, he could earn money for food in many other ways.

"Ah..."

Yan'er let out a small cry and was already being pulled by Mo Wujie towards the spirit tower across the street.

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"Stop, this is a restricted area for spirit testing and opening. No unauthorized entry." Just as Mo Wujie and Yan'er reached the entrance of the spirit tower, they were stopped.

"Master, to open your spirit, you must register and pay gold coins first. If there's any deception, the consequences will be severe..." Yan'er, worried that Mo Wujie might act rashly, whispered in his ear.

Mo Wujie nodded. He wouldn't act rashly here; this was a matter of life and death. He wanted to ask about the procedures and the gold coins required for opening his spirit.

"Huh?" Before Mo Wujie could speak, a surprised voice sounded beside him.

"Little girl, are you here to open your spirit?" A slightly hoarse voice asked.

Mo Wujie and Yan'er then noticed a man and a woman who had appeared beside them. The man had white flowing beard and looked like a sage. The woman was beautiful and exuded a noble and cold aura, making people hesitant to approach. The man was the one who had spoken.

Yan'er instinctively took a step back and shook her head.

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