The Useless Son-In-law is a God of War

Chapter 54

The next morning, the city buzzed with the latest sensation: an instant cosmetic product that seemed to erase pimples almost magically. As Zen drove into the hospital parking lot. He parked his car and was greeted by a man in a sharp black suit.

“Mr. Diel,” the man began, his tone was formal and businesslike. “I represent an organization that has been expanding its influence in various cities. We’re interested in acquiring a stake in your product. We’re willing to offer 25 billion dollars for 45% of the product’s rights. Our team will handle all production and distribution. All you need to do is provide the recipe and preparation details.”

Zen looked at the man for a while. “25 billion, huh? And you think I should just hand over the recipe like that?”

The man remained calm, his face a mask of professionalism. “It’s a very generous offer, Mr. Diel. This could be a significant opportunity for you.”

Zen shook his head, clearly unimpressed. “I’m not interested. Tell your organization to f