"I was just about to talk to you about this; the ten million in the morning is the salary for the people below, and the fifty million at dinner ti is what Old Xue plans to spend to hire an expert to teach us," explained Xiao Feng.
Du Qingyue gave a faint smile: "When it cos to spending money, you are always the person I trust the most, but planning to hire an expert, what if the expert isn't truly skilled? Wouldn't the money be wasted then?"
"I've considered that, but Old Xue said that if I feel the money isn't well spent, he would pay back, whether by selling his body or his kidney. With those words, he must have full confidence."
Having said this, Xiao Feng sighed: "It's ti to find a way to earn so money again."
"Are you running out of money?" Du Qingyue closed her book and placed it on the bedside table.
Xiao Feng pondered: "It's about being prepared for danger in tis of peace. For now, there's definitely enough, but keeping this rate of only expenditures without inco, the imbalance is severe, and bankruptcy could be inevitable one day."
"So, how do you plan to make money?" Du Qingyue asked.
In the past, this question would have been incredibly easy for Xiao Feng.
Making a few new "brothers" and money would naturally flow into his pocket.
But currently in Jiangcheng, those willing to be his brothers are only Wang Lubo and Chang Xinyan.
No need to ntion Wang Lubo; while Chang Xinyan shows so much integrity that Xiao Feng feels it's a bit inappropriate to trick him.
Thinking it over, the only solutions to the financial crisis lie with Bai Huanyu and the businesses supporting Bai Huanyu.
If they don't co to him, he'll go to them.
He recalled Bai Huanyu's place seeming to have quite a few antiques; find so ti to loot it all.
Having made up his mind, Xiao Feng said: "We'll see, if there's no other option, I might have to be a bit unscrupulous."
"What do you an by unscrupulous?" Du Qingyue asked, puzzled.
As Xiao Feng got into bed, he smoothly pulled the beauty into his arms, gesturing downward with his other hand: "Those things in the basent, any piece taken out would be worth a fortune.
Old Master Sun has no children, and being practically buried under dirt up to his eyebrows, those worldly possessions of his are of no use. I can only accept them gladly on his behalf."
Knowing it was a joke, Du Qingyue changed the topic: "Did you get anything out of this trip?"
"Of course, Iron Baby is the harvest!" Xiao Feng laughed: "Besides that, there's another thing."
Saying this, he took out the chanical Design Map from his coat.
Du Qingyue opened it, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.
Though she didn't quite understand the design, she felt its greatness sohow.
Then, Xiao Feng narrated the events at Iron Village once again.
This was customary every ti he returned ho, and Du Qingyue loved listening to these "bedti stories."
Once the story was over, Xiao Feng skillfully moved onto the next phase, letting his two hands beco restless.
...
The morning wind was gentle, lighting up the earth, as a new day began.
Xiao Feng went next door, pulling Sun Shijie, who was practicing Tai Chi, into the house.
"What has got you rushing about so early?" Sun Shijie complained.
Xiao Feng cut straight to the point: "Have you prepared what I asked you to make earlier?"
"What thing?"
"That dicine targeting disharmony in marital life."
"Wasn't it agreed I'd notify you when it's ready?" Sun Shijie frowned: "What's the hurry?"
"I need money, perhaps you could lend 1 billion or 8 billion to relieve the imdiate crisis," Xiao Feng said matter-of-factly.
Sun Shay was instantly filled with black lines across his forehead; talking about billions at the drop of a hat, treating like the God of Wealth.
And lending money to this guy, could one ever expect to reclaim it?
It's estimated that if one really lent it, the best outco might be that after one dies, the other party burns paper money to them far exceeding the borrowed amount.
Therefore, lending money is out of the question; impossible this lifeti.
"Calculating the cost of one pill, it's about 300 yuan, and with better materials, it would require 500 yuan; which one do you want?" Sun Shay asked.
Xiao Feng thought a mont, asking: "What's the main difference between the two?"
"The cheaper one has higher side effects, the more expensive one has fewer."
"Then use the good ones, make about 70 or 80 pills for now, I'll be in charge of contacting buyers."
In this respect, Xiao Feng wasn't too worried since the target consur group wasn't the ordinary public but the wealthy class; at worst, price it higher.
Sun Shijie nodded and agreed, casually asking: "How much do you plan to sell them for?"
"With a cost of 500 yuan..." Xiao Feng pondered briefly then replied: "Let's initially set it at 2000, aning one pill sells and we each split 750.
Once the market expands and receives acceptance, we'll gradually raise the price."
Sun Shijie twitched his mouth twice, considering himself among the beneficiaries, decided not to say much.
"How much can you produce in a day?" Xiao Feng suddenly turned to ask at the door.
Sun Shijie laughed: "Definitely enough to supply your sales speed."
However, he couldn't foresee the devastating price he'd pay for this boast in the future.
After leaving Zhao Guo'an's house, Xiao Feng imdiately opened WeChat and sent a ssage to the group: "Are you troubled by impotency affecting your love life?
Are you feeling powerless against the sighs of the one beneath you?
Now, seize the opportunity to regain your manhood, with just a tiny pill to solve all problems!
To achieve a blissful family, harmonious conjugal relationship.
If you're tempted, act; the first pill is priced at 1000 yuan, each group mber limited to buying one, limited quantity, act fast!"
He didn't send this ssage to the group with Jinyue Garden residents but rather to a group created for Jiuyou Town.
After all, one often ets them personally and reputation must be preserved.
Imagine strolling through the villas, and several people point to your back while whispering: "Look, that's the guy selling those pills."
Just imagining that is hard to accept.
Xiao Feng might be short of money, eager to make it, but has yet to reach a point where he needs to throw his dignity out the window!
Predictably, after sending the ssage, the group fell dead silent as if a stone dropped into the sea, causing only a brief splash before disappearing.
However, the group being quiet doesn't an there was no interest.
Within two minutes, over a dozen people added him on WeChat, the ssages mostly started with "my friend..." or ended with similar words.
Xiao Feng imdiately replied: "Face to face transactions not accepted now; for orders, please transfer paynt and leave your delivery address. Shipnt within 24 hours post-paynt."
For now, having fewer clients doesn't matter, as long as they experience results, and with word of mouth, the market will quickly grow in the long run.
Back ho, Xiao Feng handed his WeChat over to Lu Yao to manage, compiling a list before dispatching everything in the afternoon.
The grand plan for wealth has finally taken... not so much of a solid first step!
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