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Song Qian completely obeyed the arrangement that Yun thought about, and drove back to her home. On the road, she never thought of throwing them away. When she arrived in the community, no one could follow.

Yun thinks about handing the little fairy to Qian Yongnian. They all know how to take care of the little fairy. Yun Lin will come up on the sixth day. Then someone will accompany him. If Yun Lin comes up early, Yun Xiang will take it directly Went abroad.

It didn’t take long for Yun Xiangxiang to explain, and Song Mian came. When Yun Yun thought about leaving in Song Mian’s car, he could still see the media waiting outside.

"Someone is looking for you to trouble?" Yun thought about glancing at the stopped media on the side of the road. His eyes were cool.

Caught by Song Mian, Song Mian did not fail to see Yun think about the media attitude towards her, this time it was different.

"No, it was someone who made a mistake." Yun thought about shaking his head.

No one knows Revlon better than her. After Hua Huanong's death, Revlon was hidden by the company. If she was suppressed by Lu Jin, she wouldn't be in a hurry now.

She must have no way to start with Lu Jin. Lu Jin was determined to die with them. Today, she finally saw her seeing Yun think about Lu Jin’s home, and Revlon didn’t want to be crooked. Her favorite thing is to poke people. Soft underbelly.

She believes that Yun Xiangxiang is Lu Jin's new love, and she must definitely stare at Yun Xiangxiang and grasp the handle of Yun Xiangxiang, so as to threaten Lu Jin.

Today's media is just the beginning. Yun thinks about whether it will be solved at this time. I will accompany her to play with cats and mice to let her know what is so thankless, and the bamboo basket is empty.

Since Yun Xiang thought that Song Mian arranged to board the private jet, let alone fans, even He Wei and Song Meng didn't know the exact time, so the flight went smoothly.

I sent a text message to my parents, Yun shut down after thinking about it, and took off after enjoying the dinner. Yun thought about taking out his homework, looking at Song Mian with a smile, throwing a look you know.

Song Mian sat on the side of Yun Xiangxiang very well and started the journey of solving problems for his girlfriend. This semester's homework actually involves more knowledge points for the content of the next semester.

Yun thought about it and didn't know if it was the school's intention to let them study and familiarize themselves with the next semester.

When she was a child, Song Mian handed her a bottle of eye drops: "Your eyes are beautiful and should be protected."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..." Yun thought and suddenly smiled.

Song Mian smiled inexplicably: "Did I say something wrong?"

"I just think that what you said just now, especially like a slogan, will definitely be good if you use it to advertise eye drops." So if you are affectionate, Yun Xiang thinks that the first reaction is really associated with the slogan, maybe it is an occupational disease. .

"Well, I think about it. I'll ask you to be the spokesperson when the time comes." Song Mian actually succeeded.

Yun thinks about...

"You wouldn't take it seriously?" Yun thought a little bit uncertain.

"You want it to be true, it is true." Song Mian smiled meaningfully.

When Yun Xiang thought about him, he raised his head and dropped eye drops. Bingbingliang felt about the same as ordinary eye drops, but when he felt it carefully, it seemed that there was a cool wind blowing across his eyes.

Opening his eyes, it didn't feel much, but it was inexplicably likable.

Yun couldn't help raising his hand, holding a small bottle-shaped glass bottle, which looked very delicate.

"Like?" Song Mian asked.

"It feels pretty good, the effect..." Yun thinked of his voice for a long time, and looked at Song Mian's eyes before pursing his lips. "You produced it, there is no doubt about it."

"This is not my product." Song Mian chuckled and said, "It is a new formula for a pharmaceutical company. This pharmaceutical company was once blessed by his father and has always kept in touch. The new formula will be sent to the Song family to check."

He said that Song Mian took it out of Yun Xiangxiang's hand, took a small bag like a kit, put it up, and put Yun Xiangxiang's hand in her palm.

"I have tested it, the ingredients are very good, I have done experiments, this eye drop has a much better sterilization and anti-fatigue effect than the ones on the market."

Something that Song Mian agrees with, Yun thinks of course and knows that it is good, but can't help but ask: "The number of eye drops on the market is not countable, do you know the efficacy of all eye drops?"

Before Song Mian answered, Song Yao first said, "Miss Yun, you don't know here, which of the major pharmaceutical manufacturers do not want to cooperate with Song's medical institutions? All the drugs that enter Song's are required. Only after research in our institute can we discuss cooperation.

Their new products are sent to us and they are said to be the gatekeepers. In fact, they still don't feel that their things are good. They want to pass our review to achieve long-term cooperation. "

New products are not easy to enter the market this year, because it is difficult to gain the trust of the masses, especially medicines. Without the cooperation of hospitals and pharmacies, it will be easily eliminated silently.

The research institute of the Song family is strictly audited, and many pharmaceutical manufacturers are discouraged.

Good things will be sent to Song Mian for a visit, and Song Mian took it in hand, that is the best.

The other thing is that the Song family not only waited for the door to come, but also independently researched and developed, or went to inspect local pharmaceutical factories, and found those good things that could not be delivered.

The data from the survey will be placed in the database, and Song Mian really can easily know the quality of a class of drugs.

Yun Xiang listened attentively and suddenly paid a respect: "If all medical institutions are as responsible as you, how good."

"This sense of responsibility is only for our own credibility, not as great as you think." Song Mian said.

"It doesn't need everyone to be great, it just needs everyone to be worthy of their conscience, and the world will be beautiful and beautiful." Yun Xianxiang shook his head gently.

Looking down at the eye drops in her hand, she said again: "If he really wants to advertise for the spokesperson, I will be happy to take it."

Good things, she is willing to recommend it to more people. It is just that she is now using it. She can feel it seriously and ask Song Mian in detail.

When the eye drops are launched in the future, she can also write an article about the realism after use and the detailed effects of this eye drop.

There are still a lot of people, even if the hospital is opened, they will ask if they can change the money they are used to.

If it is effective, even if it is not good, they insist that the doctor will not be reluctant. Only the black heart doctor who takes the rebate in the middle will force the patient to use or take the medicine that can benefit him.

If an artist recommends advertising, especially an influential artist, then the effect will definitely be better.

Fans subconsciously believe that idols will not deceive them, which is why Yun thinks about the rigor of endorsement products.