Doomsday Pavilion

Mingguang Base City.

On the red carpet floor of the main entrance of the committee, two rows of uniformed scientific research institute evolutionists stood in two rows against the hot weather.

These evolutionaries are all young and handsome guys, who are carefully selected by the old dean to personally see them, and they look good and have extraordinary temperaments.

There is no way, the research institute has never recruited female evolutionists to see, and can only use men as guards of honor.

At the forefront of the red carpet stood eight white coats, all of whom were key researchers from the scientific research institute.

"Why isn't this coming, the person who has committed suicide...they are big enough."

"Yes, it's too much, this hot day."

"Let's just say a few words, Team Leader Li hasn't spoken even when he is too old."

The other seven people looked at the leader Li, and saw that the white beard leader Li's face was even more white, and his lips were dry and cracked and trembling.

When I was speaking, I rolled my eyes and fell back.

"Damn, Team Leader Li has a heat stroke...Doctor? Doctor!!"

Everyone was in a rush, and after Team Leader Li was taken away, the grievances of a group of scientific researchers became even thicker.

"squeak."

A black extension bin bluntly rubbed the noses of several researchers and stopped at the edge of the red carpet, and the back door opened.

"Pattern."

A little guy jumped out of the car.

Several researchers quickly put on a smiling face,

"Welcome, welcome to the Secretary of the Party Committee Qin to guide and inspect."

You can't stop laughing, but the commander gave a deadly order.

This Secretary Qin must be entertained, otherwise all the bonuses will be deducted and the research projects under his name will be dismissed in minutes.

None of the big bosses could see Ying'er, and they didn't come to suffer this splintering gas. These few of them are considered to be bloody mildew.

Speaking of which...

Leader Li, didn't it mean it? ?

Fuck, this old guy is so treacherous!

Seven people looked at the car door eagerly, but when the little guy got out of the car, he slammed the back door.

"..."

"Ahem, this little...friend, where's your grown-up?"

Qin Sheng tilted his eyes and said,

"You mean my dad?"

"Oh! It turned out to be Secretary Qin's son, welcome. It is an honor for me to come to the research institute."

A bunch of flattery was offered immediately, but the little boy looked arrogant and didn't appreciate it.

"My dad is not free, he can go up and down tens of millions every minute, so how can I have time to take care of you guys."

"Teach you to do business, Xiaoye is enough."

"..."

Fuck, even though you are Secretary Qin's son, you are too insulting! !

"Ah, Master Qin...you..."

Qin Sheng rolled his eyes.

"What are you, you, take me in, Xiaofang is still waiting to do homework with my son at night, if you have lost time, can you pay for it!"

A group of white coats looked at each other, what shall we do?

The oldest one gritted his teeth,

"Take him in. If something goes wrong, it will be ugly. Damn, it's a beeping dog."

After all, Qin Sheng is still a child, and entering the various laboratories of the Development Committee is like opening the door to a new world, and he is very curious.

"I drop an ancestor. You can't touch that thing. This is the catalyst liquid of the Crystal Bomb. It will explode if shaken violently!"

"Fuck that one can't..."

"boom!!"

"Ahem."

Qin Sheng wiped the black dust off his face, and put his small hand on the back.

"Ah, let's talk about business. You are the discoverer or whatever, so let's start the live broadcast project and bring the person in charge."

"...this"

"What is this, go now."

A few people gritted their teeth, go ahead!

Not only the leaders of the production workshop, but also the project leaders and inventors were all tossed by Qin Sheng.

The brows of several people were twisted into a pimple,

"What's the meaning?"

"Are you busy, what do you want us to do?"

Qin Sheng jumped onto an experiment table, and the little man said like this.

"Listen well, the first project I embarked on was this discovery...I am still exploring. Anyway, it is this thing. The scientific research institute's production workshop is fully fired. How many equipment can be produced per day? How much does it cost?"

The person in charge of the production workshop is a middle-aged Fatty with glasses. After several signs accompanied by the research institute, he reluctantly replied.

"The recorder is up to 2,000 units per day, and the cost is 459.13 circulation points per unit."

Qin Sheng snorted.

"Starting from today, we will produce at full capacity. A week later, I will see 30,000 finished products."

The glasses are getting fat and anxious,

"This is impossible!"

Qin Sheng slammed on the table with a bang,

"No? Can't you just get out of here, and take your place with someone who can do it!"

Fat eyes sneered, "Do you think you are..."

"boom!"

His eyes were fat and white teeth were sprayed into the sky with snowflakes, and he flew more than two meters away, piled up in the corner of the wall and completely fainted.

Qin Sheng twisted his wrist,

"What nonsense? No wonder this bird research institute pays up to the sky every year, netting out some waste."

A group of people were stunned by the punch of the little doll.

Mom, damn, is such a small person an evolutionary person? ?

"Okay, continue our meeting. A week later, I want to see 50,000 finished products."

"...Just now, it was still thirty thousand..."

Under Qin Sheng's eager eyes, this person held the words back into his stomach.

"Within three days, I will see a well-maintained facade in each of the three districts, each district, in the best location."

"How much does this gadget cost?"

"459.13."

"Good memory... just use these three facades as the explorer's flagship store."

"That... is the recorder..."

"Don't pay attention to these details...The unified retail price of the three storefronts and the Discoverer is set at...300 circulation points."

"It's the recorder..."

"Three hundred? Isn't that a loss of money!"

"That's it, you kid, what's causing trouble, go, go home quickly, and call your father over."

Qin Sheng glared, and the table was slapped around.

"To shut up!"

The inventor of the recorder, the youngest scientific researcher in the base city, hummed disdainfully from his nostrils.

"What kind of money can this make? I am guilty of buying a storefront and selling my recorder? The people who line up in the scientific research institute can line up on the street every day."

"Yes, kid, I don't understand anything at all."

"It's unreasonable to seek a long distance from the near, buy a casket and return a pearl!"

Qin Sheng's face flushed red, sobbing and rubbing his forehead.

He also thought that he would explain a few words casually here, and the scientific research institute suddenly awakened under his guidance and treated him like a god.

Now it seems that it's all shit.

All these guys have eyes on the top of their heads, and they don't listen to what he says.

I really want to beat them all up.

"No wonder my dad sent me with a look of disgust."

"Mo Aunt is right. The Guardian Lions standing in front of the committee are more business savvy than them."

Qin Sheng's small face was wrinkled, and he took out a thick pile of documents from his arms with a sense of excitement, and slapped it on the table with a bang.

"The little master said, give it to me! Shut up!"

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