Grant nodded and casually brought up the idea of switching the employment contract to a collaboration agreement.
The vice president furrowed his brow. "Partnering with a herbalist? What's David thinking? How's that going to look for our Pharmacist Association?"
Grant lowered his eyes. "If we can actually grow rare herbs, a partnership doesn't seem like a problem."
The vice president shot him a sideways glance. "Is he the only herbalist out there?"
David's approach seemed to be losing its touch more and more.
Grant stayed quiet.
The vice president waved him off. "Alright, you're free to go."
Grant nodded and quickly headed to the elevator, always feeling a bit stifled after these encounters.
Once upstairs, Grant updated David on the situation but left out the vice president's skeptical attitude from their earlier conversation.
"Get Paul a flight to River City tomorrow. I'm worried those secret orchid seedlings can't wait," David said, looking serious.
The assistant nodded.
"Make sure you escort him yourself, and have the master herbalist from the base tag along to learn," David added.
There was a big difference between hiring someone and collaborating—collaborations could end anytime.
The assistant replied, "Got it."
"Alright, off you go," David dismissed him.
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