After practicing for a while, Ye Tian asked Wang Binhu to watch the house and drove to the laboratory.
The wrinkle-removing cream had been made, but the process still needed his adjustment. Zhu Hongyan had called several times, but he hadn't had the time to go.
Besides the cream, he also needed to prepare some medication to treat Bai Bing's burns and help her recover her appearance as soon as possible, which also required experimentation.
When he arrived at the laboratory, Zhu Hongyan was already waiting for him.
"Mr. Ye, let's perfect the process first. Director Yang has been urging us many times."
Ye Tian replied, "Okay, let's finalize the process today. Another hard day."
It was clear that one day was not enough. They worked until five in the morning before the mass production process was finally fixed.
Ye Tian taught this process to ten batches of workers, and only he and Zhu Hongyan knew the complete procedure. This way, even if three to five workers were poached, the other party wouldn't be able to obtain the real process. Moreover, even if they did, they wouldn't know the raw materials.
After all, these workers only knew the "how" but not the "why," which would prevent the formula and process from being stolen.
When the first batch of wrinkle-removing cream was produced, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The workers went back to rest, and Zhu Hongyan, with dark circles under her eyes, said helplessly, "The boss is too harsh on the employees. I demand a raise."
Ye Tian smiled and said, "No problem."
Seeing that it was already dawn, he said, "Hongyan, I'll have the driver take you back to rest."
Zhu Hongyan replied, "Never mind. It's almost time to work again at eight. I'll just sleep in the office."
Ye Tian said, "That's fine too. I'll have someone prepare some food and wake you up at eight."
While Zhu Hongyan rested, Ye Tian did not. He still had to research the wrinkle-removing cream for Bai Bing's burns.
He said he would wake Zhu Hongyan at eight, but he didn't knock on her door until eleven.
When the door opened, Zhu Hongyan, still groggy, asked, "Is it eight o'clock already?"
Ye Tian chuckled and said, "Beautiful lady, look carefully, it's already eleven."
Zhu Hongyan was stunned. "No way, I slept for six hours?"
Ye Tian replied, "It's okay, we can have lunch then."
Zhu Hongyan was indeed hungry and asked, "Where are we eating, the cafeteria?"
Ye Tian said, "Yes, the cafeteria."
Zhu Hongyan pouted, "I'm already tired of the cafeteria. Can't we go to the Imperial Kitchen you opened?"
Ye Tian said, "It's the same. Let's go."
When they arrived at the cafeteria and the food was served, Zhu Hongyan was surprised. Looking at the delicious-looking dishes, she asked, "Did the cafeteria change chefs?"
Ye Tian smiled and said, "I asked a few chefs from the Imperial Kitchen to come over and specifically cook for you."
Zhu Hongyan was overjoyed. "Mr. Ye is truly considerate of his subordinates. Thank you so much."
While eating, Ye Tian said, "The raw materials for the eye cream and face cream are limited, so we can appropriately compress our production and focus on this wrinkle-removing product."
Zhu Hongyan nodded. "Yes, after all, the more we sell, the less we have."
Ye Tian added, "I'll develop a whitening product later. Women, you know, want to be fairer and have fewer wrinkles. These are the most important things."
While they were eating, a group of security guards suddenly rushed in and anxiously approached Ye Tian. "Mr. Ye, something bad has happened! The nearby villagers are causing trouble and have injured Director Dong!"
Ye Tian put down his chopsticks and hurried towards the factory entrance.
In front of the main gate, Dong Shimin sat on the ground, his forehead bleeding. More than a dozen security guards blocked the front, while facing them were hundreds of fierce-looking local villagers.
"Mr. Ye is here!"
Seeing Ye Tian, the security guards breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Tian asked sternly, "What's going on?"
Dong Shimin struggled to stand up and said, "Mr. Ye, these people claim our factory pollutes the environment and affects their feng shui, demanding compensation. Our production process has no pollution whatsoever, and the feng shui claim is pure fabrication. I think they're just here to extort money."
Ye Tian looked at his injury and told him to go to the infirmary for bandaging.
He then told the security guards to move aside and said calmly, "Who is in charge here?"
"I am!" A tall, strong man over 1.9 meters tall walked out. He wore jeans and was bare-chested, looking very robust.