Chapter 0165

Early the next day, at the core research and development department of the New Chesire Group over a

dozen experimenters clad in sterile suits meticulously conducted the final experiment for Life One.

Their eyes fixed intently on the cultivation dish on the experimental table, their gazes ablaze.

Recent clinical trials indicated that Life One could improve the human circulatory system. It could

enhance cell activity and significantly strengthen the physique of middle–aged and elderly individuals.

Also, to a certain extent, it could delay aging. Its market value was exceptionally high.

*Tell Miss Chesire immediately!” A white–haired old professor exclaimed, his face flushed with

excitement, “Last night, the final

modification to the formula went very smoothly. Life One can be officially put into production!”

For more than half a month, they had worked tirelessly, barely sleeping, finally perfecting the final

formula for Life One. This marked the first time the New Chesire Group had launched a self–developed

health product since its establishment, a significance beyond measure.

Just at this moment, an urgent cry came suddenly from the laboratory entrance.

“Professor Walds!”

It was Amber!

In quick succession, Amber and Alexander rushed into the laboratory. Amber’s delicate face was

deathly pale. “Professor Walds, besides

the personnel within your laboratory, does anyone else know about the formula for Life One?”

his fully white head, and said

Everyone signed a confidentiality agreement, they

was just about to tell you that

Amber cried out, tears

Mare Bank

the Jacobsma Group unexpectedly

a press conference, claiming to have developed a health drug

Its health effects

those of Life

felt as if thunder had gone off in his head, and

chicken. “Miss

production

even under

supervision…”

his

Yovanni?

Amber, his gaze suddenly darkening. “Professor Walds, tell

when you say

he do?!”

voice involuntary quivering. “Yesterday

me to report on

my work

Bang!

suddenly contracted, and his palm clenched into a

“Miss Chesire!”

entrance, another panicked voice

profusely. Trembling,

to report. Mister Yusuf didn’t come to work today. I was

One, so I called him,

turned to the HR manager. “Speak,

Yovanni?!”

“He went abroad!”

“Miss Chesire, what should we do? Mister Yusuf is in charge

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