Returning to the street, they arrived at the pharmacy.
The second-in-command, Bai Yu, was still silent.
Li Mo and the new accountant, Liu Mei, were also excited. They were infected by the conversation between the leader and the second-in-command and didn't dare to make a sound.
On the contrary, Little Loud Mouth was happy and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Fu, this watch is great. Within a year, we will definitely be the richest in town!"
"No need for a year."
Fu Qingjun muttered to himself, then took out a black bag and slammed the 50 yuan watch on the table. "I got the goods from somewhere. It's an assembly line that produces clocks and watches in large quantities. The money I'm making now is from carrying a sack."
He really wasn't bragging.
Most people who traveled a hundred years ago may have all kinds of modern knowledge, but making money is definitely not easy.
And me?
Bringing my own assembly line, it really is using a sack to pick up money.
Of course, although that's what I said.
But I don't dare to be too ostentatious, causing some big shots to be jealous.
After all, in this world, every place has a powerful family, aristocratic family, and lord who have been ruling for generations.
Even if they left the country and came to this new continent, the people in the territory were also brought here by the aristocratic family in a large ship … … The previous group of three were obviously from aristocratic family. As the decision-making level, they had intellectuals, armies, guards, and so on to rule their territory.
This world's class system is strict, still the same as the aristocratic family of the Yin Dynasty. If they want to deal with you, you are a commoner of the territory and can always find a reason.
And if they really want to deal with me, I have too many secrets.
I can't hide them.
Fu Qingjun took a deep breath.
"Ai! Then brother Fu, we are so rich, can you give me a raise? "Little Loud Mouth asked with a face full of excitement.
"I can't raise your salary for the time being." Fu Qingjun shook his head, "And you have to stay by my side and help me pass some messages downstairs. Be on call, just like before."
Little Loud Mouth suddenly became unhappy, "I don't want to stay downstairs at the noodle shop, it's too boring."
"Not long, about a month or so." Fu Qingjun thought about it.
Little Loud Mouth firmly shook her head, this time no longer compromising, and said firmly: "No! I just want a raise. "
Fu Qingjun was silent for a moment before he probed, "How about this? Let's each take a step back. I won't give you a raise, and you won't mention anything about not staying by my side. How about it?"
She tilted her head and thought about it seriously. "Alright, let's each take a step back."
This person was hopeless.
Fu Qingjun ignored her and planned to probe her brain again in the future. He looked at Bai Yu, who had calmed down, and said, "How many properties do we have?"
"A restaurant, a pharmacy, a textile shop, and a nightclub," Bai Yu said.
It seemed like a lot.
But in reality, he could no longer afford to support dozens of subordinates.
Fu Qingjun said, "In the textile shop, we'll add clocks and watches to the market. Let the brothers advertise it. We won't have to worry about the sales of these things. You'll be in charge of the brothers and make sure they're in order. They won't do anything reckless anymore."
"Alright." He was obviously a man of few words and only nodded.
Fu Qingjun looked at Li Mo, "You have a mind for economics. You will oversee the shop. Since it is a textile shop, make a clock with exquisite packaging. Make it as beautiful as you want it to be … Liu Mei, you will be in charge of the accounts."
"Alright." Li Mo was excited, as if she could see the scene of business booming.
Fu Qingjun trusted Li Mo.
His spirit sense was sharp. Those martial arts masters might be able to hide their intentions, but he could sense if an ordinary person had good intentions.
Not to mention, even if she was wrong, where could she run to?
And his mass-produced clocks and watches were not precious items at all. They were just a pile of steel and metal.
"Also, we will create our own brand, Miao Chuntang."
Although Fu Qingjun felt that the name of the gang was not very good, it was not good to change it. After all, it was a belief for the brothers, "We will make a batch of business cards, set up a VIP system, and divide the consumption levels …"
Fu Qingjun talked about this for most of the day.
It was not easy to teach martial artists who only knew how to show off their muscles and who was more ruthless to be businessmen. Even Li Mo, a fake intellectual from a poor background who studied hard, had never really done business.
And if he established it, then he wanted to be a boss who did not have to do anything.
Money meant that he would be able to expand his network, gather information, and obtain talents. With that, he would be able to expand his genetic science creation.
…
…
When he came back at night, he looked at the sunset outside the window and the clear sky.
He was in a good mood, and he felt that his life was getting better.
"After settling the third boss of Fish Lip, I finally settled the second boss."
"In the future, I finally don't have to eat boiled rice anymore. There is no vegetable or oil at all. I can go to the noodle shop downstairs to eat openly." He was excited.
In the few days since he came to this world, he had been hiding until now. He had been an ascetic monk. His legs were sore due to malnutrition, and he felt that the brain juice that he spat out had become thinner.
"Now, the food has finally improved."
Fu Qingjun ate five bowls of fish and meat noodles in the noodle shop. He felt that his stomach was full of oil.
"I'm so happy."
He returned home and sat on a chair. He glanced at the desk next to him, the pile of ancient buildings, and the large number of corpses left behind by Qin Hong.
"Not bad." He habitually reconnected to the "network cable" and went online. Soon, Qin Hong was able to enter the "Feast of Gods and Demons".
At the same time, he checked the situation of the ruins on the other side. At first glance, Fu Qingjun was stunned.
The entire kingdom was in an unimaginable crisis.
Cockroaches.
Cockroaches that covered the sky and the earth.
They were some kind of special and twisted cockroaches that seemed to have come from the abyss of another world. They were extremely strange and attacked the ants on the ground in large numbers.
When he went out, 70% to 80% of the ants died in an instant.
"My ants that are seven times faster can't even defeat these cockroaches?" Fu Qingjun was stunned. "Why are there so many cockroaches in my house?"
My production line was finished just like that?
He felt that he was going to vomit blood!
The shop was already open, but this was the result …
If he had known, he wouldn't have been so meticulous.
He should have divided them into two groups of civilizations, the dangerous exploration team and the safe manufacturing factory.
Wasn't it better to put the manufacturing factory here, where it was extremely safe?
He even let them be the advance team, but in the end, something happened …
Fu Qingjun was a little regretful, but he really didn't think of it so quickly. "I still have to think of a way to save these ants … I can only put in a new species, right …"
He suddenly looked at the sand table next to him and found a certain stubborn bald girl. "It's time to transmigrate. I don't need you to be strong, just borrow a seed, reproduce the species, and then die."
…
…
[Do you want to understand the meaning of living? ]
After reading the words of death countless times, Qin Hong finally completed a relatively perfect new stage of creature.
The previous fusion had all been random.
But now, she knew how to fine-tune and control the expression of a certain gene organ.
A strange creature with a duck's head and a human body appeared in front of her: mutated ant gene 76%, duck gene 24%.
She had a duck's beak, sharp eyes, and her entire head seemed to be covered in a black shell helmet, like a black angel wearing armor.
She had an elegant figure, and behind a pair of sharp claws was a pair of huge white feather wings.
Apparently, she had already transformed two of her arms into a pair of wings.
"I did it!"
She laughed wildly and began to try to control this strange beast to fly. After countless crashes, she vaguely mastered flying skills.
"This is the feeling of flying!"
She felt the wind whistling in her ears as she soared in the air. "I can actually fly. Even martial artists can't do this. Only the giant mechanical birds in the sky can do it, but I've already …"
She was overjoyed. Holding a wooden spear in her hand, she roamed directly in the air, constantly swooping down like an eagle, constantly piercing the prey on the ground.
[21/100]
The number kept jumping up.
Finally, with the number of her kills, the number reached 100.
"I did it! Power, I feel power!" Although it was not in reality, it still made a weak person like her happy. She shouted.
"To become strong, to dominate my life, this is the meaning of my life!"
A piece of text slowly flashed across the corner of her eyes …
[Samsara Banquet, beginning first life]
Boom!!
Countless Yellow Springs Mist shrouded.
An ancient figure looked down with cold eyes, as if there was no emotion in them. Sometimes it was crazy, sometimes it was mad, and sometimes it was mad. It didn't sound like the ravings of a living creature.
"Do you want to understand the meaning of life?"
She suddenly blacked out.
Did she pass the test? Then what?
Could it be that they had chosen their race of reincarnation in Hell, and were only reincarnating now?
"What kind of great power is this!"
"The great Yellow Springs Godfiend who traveled through the endless world," she exclaimed, her eyes shining.
"I became a mysterious Extraordinary in the dark and gradually became stronger. In the future, the entire Crossing Town might be my world, not just the big gangs."
She hated her unfair birth. She was born weak, her family was poor, and God didn't care for her at all. But now, she could choose her own race and reincarnate?
How wonderful!
"This should be a temporary life." She had this feeling.
In the blink of an eye, she seemed to have arrived in a miserable tribal kingdom.
Screams and killing were all around.
"We're finished!"
"Those damn aliens, our king killed one, but who knew they would hold a grudge and attack us in such a dense group."
"We can only leave the seeds!"
"A few hundred at once, it's still not enough."
…
Along with the screams, Qin Hong landed on the ground with a blank face. She looked at the squirming sticky insect eggs and the beasts high up in the sky.
She said in shock, "It's those orcs! I came to an ancient myth? "
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