I’m Not Doing This With A Friend

Chapter 53

Kun's sunken purple eyes stared at Carson.

"Do you want to start a fight?"

"It was a mistake."

"If you're going to lie, try to be more sincere."

"My mana fluctuates because you're trying to write down strange things in your notebook. Did you cast magic on me?"

"Are you saying it's my fault?"

"Then isn't it?"

It was a fight that seemed to never end.

Carson's reaction became a little serious.

The Good Man Ideal Operation didn't seem to work as well as I thought. But I thought I tried my best.

As expected, was the harsh response the answer?

I left them alone and gently pushed Hans away, standing in front of the door. Then I left the club room staring at Carson from afar and spoke to myself.

"Bad Caon."

Thud

Now that I've said this, they won't fight anymore.

Finally, after removing the cause of chaos, I took Hans to an empty classroom.

"So why did you find me?""

Hans couldn't speak out easily.

I was wondering what was taking him so long to speak, but something popped into my mind.

"Do you have anything to say about the hoarding case?"

"Oh, no, that's not it. Thanks to you, I'm earning a decent amount of money."

Hans pulled out a black mask out of his pocket and glanced bitterly at it.

"What do you think? I get more confident when I wear this mask."

"Wow, congratulations. You must have found your talent."

"Haha. I'm kidding!"

"It's not a joke."

Perhaps it was not a lie that wearing a mask boosts his self-confidence, Hans spoke in a more relaxed tone.

"Actually, I want to suggest something to you."

"Suggest?"

"You said you won't make sweat suppressants for a while. Don't you have any plans to reconsider it?"

"Well"

"Right now, the product is at its peak, and it's a waste to miss this opportunity. Don't you think so?"

Hans spoke pleadingly, but it was not particularly appealing.

There were two reasons why I wanted to sell sweat suppressants in the first place.

To help Hans, who's experiencing financial difficulties at the moment. And to raise funds to become independent after I graduate from the academy.

Their business has quickly returned to normal since it started distribution of my sweat suppressants.

Rather, there are more places to open transactions, paving the way for further growth.

I thought this was enough to help them.

The money I'd receive from the sweat suppressant I don't know how much it would be because it hasn't been settled yet.

At first, I acted impatiently because I thought that I had to earn money to become independent.

But later, when I thought about it again, there was still a lot left until graduation.

As long as I have a variety of recipes, I don't need to rush to save money.

Then Hans spoke with a serious tone.

"Leen. You've already told me that the main ingredient in making the sweat suppressant is Dao Tranto."

"So what?"

"I mean if you reject my proposal, we can research and release it separately at the top."

"Do it."

His eyes exposed on his mask trembled at Leen's concise answer.

He didn't know she would simply answer like this.

Even if I said that, the Hans I knew would not have done such a thing.

It wasn't that I didn't understand why he was making such an ignorant threat. He must have been that way because he didn't want to miss such an opportunity.

But

For me, the recipe for sweat suppressant wasn't that precious. That's why I openly told him which herbs were the main ingredients.

It's a recipe I made when I was only five or six years old.

If alchemy was added, I could create countless things that were incomparable to a sweat suppressant.

The only thing I haven't made so far when I was so determined to make it was the medicine to cure my parents' illness.

I'd be offended if someone else made money with what I made, but that's it.

Moreover, for the development of herbal medicine, some degree of disclosure was considered essential.

Hans suddenly shouted, perhaps thinking that the situation was going weird.

"Logistics!"

"?"

Exclaiming suddenly, I stared at him with a question in my head, because it's the first time I've ever heard of it.

"Your sweat suppressant, how about using our top's logistics?"

"That's"

What is he doing?

Don't talk about things only you know!

When Hans saw my crumpled expression, he spoke and began to explain.

"Simply put, the procurement and production of raw materials. The planning and execution of goods to flow to the consumer as efficiently as possible."

Hans took a deep breath for a moment. Then he raised his thumb and pointed at himself.

"Our top will do that for you!"

A look of tension was evident. I rolled my eyes and thought.

That was the gist of it

"If it was another top, they would have told you to sell the recipe. But our top will share some of the profits if you only share your recipe."

"Well."

"I promise you confidentiality and a generous share rate under my name. We will procure and manufacture materials and sell products. You get money just by sitting down."

Hans made a circle with his thumb and forefinger as he spoke.

"What do you think? Don't you like it?"

I hesitated

It's not because I don't want to tell Hans the recipe, but because I wonder if it's okay to make money so easily like this.

As if noticing my thoughts, Hans secretly whispered something in my ear. It was the expected profit to fall for me.

I erased the hesitant expression on my face and smiled softly.

"So, did you bring the contract and the seal?"

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