Chairman Zhao and President Qian weren't young anymore.
Both were in their fifties.
For many people, rich or poor, the fifties were a major hurdle.
If you couldn't overcome it, you'd die.
But if you did, you could generally live to be seventy or eighty.
The two of them often had business dinners and social obligations.
Sometimes, the feasting and drinking were impossible to control.
Chairman Zhao, in particular, was even heavier than Sun Qingli.
He also had issues with his blood vessels.
So, they were also desperate to keep an An Gong Bezoar Pill on hand.
They didn't believe what Ding Aiguo had just said about the pill being from his personal collection.
'If he really treasured it, why haven't we ever heard about it before?'
President Qian hurriedly chimed in, "Old Ding, if you have another one, please spare it for me. I'll owe you for life!"
