My Mysterious Doctor and Blessed Little Wife Is Such a Tease Chapter 747 - 747 Disappointment

Chapter 747 - 747 Disappointment

747 Disappointment

Soda?

What was soda? Was it also a kind of drink?

The business partners were hesitating, but they still gave it a try.

When the soda entered the mouth, it was cold and could cool people down. If one drank it in summer, they would definitely fall in love with it.

The business partners looked at each other and saw shock in each other’s eyes. This soda was indeed a delicacy!

Han s.h.i.+ looked at everyone confidently and said with a smile, “How do you feel?”

Hong Zhao sat back down with a sigh. “To be honest, Director Han, the taste of this soda is very unique. It gives people a refres.h.i.+ng feeling. It makes people feel like they’re on ice. To be honest, it’s even better than drinking wine!”

The others also praised the soda.

Han s.h.i.+ nodded. “It’s good that you like it. Then, let’s try this fruit juice. It’s mainly for the children, pregnant women, and the elderly. You’ve also heard that our Sweet Dew fruits are very beneficial to the body. This fruit juice can also increase your immunity.”

In other words, drinking Sweet Dew Juice from time to time will be helpful in preventing colds, fevers, and coughs. Not only that, but it also has a certain antioxidant effect on the skin. It’s very effective in moisturizing the skin.

Of course, the most important thing is that it can promote absorption. For example, children don’t like to eat. If you give them this drink, their appet.i.te will increase greatly.”

Everyone was in disbelief. This sounded more like a health product than a juice.

Seeing that they did not believe him, Han s.h.i.+ said with a smile, “Everyone, if you don’t believe me, you can give it a try. I wonder if any of you have constipation?”

In the meeting room, a woman raised her hand in embarra.s.sment. “I… I’ve been constipated these past two days.”

Everyone looked at her. Her complexion was indeed not good.

The woman was in her forties. Her name was Huang Mei, and she ran a small sales company.

Han s.h.i.+ smiled and asked his a.s.sistant to take out a bottle of hawthorn juice. “President Huang, you can drink this bottle. I guarantee that your constipation will go away soon.”

Although Huang Mei was skeptical of Han s.h.i.+’s words, she still took a bottle and drank it all. No matter what the effect was, the taste was indeed top-notch. It was sour and sweet, and the juice was thick.

Everyone waited for a few minutes, but seeing that Huang Mei did not have any reaction, they were immediately disappointed.

Han s.h.i.+ was speechless. “Everyone, you didn’t treat my drink as laxative, did you?”

Hearing this, they smiled awkwardly. “I’m sorry, we were too anxious.”

Han s.h.i.+ waved his hand. “Don’t worry. Let’s try something else next!”