I have a promise with the beauty

For a few days, Yang Qingshan was busy with factory matters, almost forgetting that there were four hungry beauties in his small building. Even in Lanshui Paradise, Chen Jiayi was thinking about Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan left the old factory tiredly, his body covered in paint. He had completed the renovation of the old factory in a few days.

Lighting a cigarette and looking at the various large-scale equipment outside the factory, which were all to be installed within today, Yang Qingshan was so depressed that he wanted to hide. He did not expect that he would die of exhaustion before he started making medicine.

It's time to renovate the factory.

The old man walked out of the old factory with a smile. He was not tired at all. Instead, he smiled and said to Yang Qingshan: "I came early in the morning and wanted to tell you good news. I just saw you now. Haha, I

The child is awake."

"Congratulations." Yang Qingshan smiled and continued to frown.

"You are the major shareholder. You shouldn't be here. Go to the office to rest." The old factory director said.

"Okay, I'm really not suitable here. This is not my strong point." Yang Qingshan said, thought for a while and said: "Old factory director, call all your trustworthy old workers to the conference room. They must be the most trustworthy.

."

The old factory director was stunned. Seeing Yang Qingshan's serious expression, he knew that Yang Qingshan wanted to hand over the secret recipe, so he nodded cautiously and went to find someone.

In the conference room, Yang Qingshan was already prepared. After waiting for a while, Yang Qingshan saw more than a dozen old workers sent by the old factory director. The workers respected Yang Qingshan. After all, he was the boss of the factory, and he was the boss of the factory.

If a miracle doctor opens a pharmaceutical factory, he will definitely make money. At least it will be better than the factory that is about to go bankrupt now.

"You are all old workers and are not suitable for the most advanced modern equipment. You may be fired." Yang Qingshan was ruthless as soon as he opened his mouth. More than a dozen old workers were dumbfounded.

"You want to fire us all? We have a family and a family. Our children are still in school. We have no job and no income. How can we live?"

"Yes, young man, the old factory director said that you are a miracle doctor, and your ancestral medical skills cured the old factory director's child's vegetative state. I didn't expect that you are such a vicious person. Have you long wanted to kill us old bones?

Fired."

"I..." Just as Yang Qingshan was about to open his mouth to explain, more than a dozen old workers began to bombard Yang Qingshan indiscriminately, unable to defend himself.

Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, and took out some tools, medicinal materials, and bottles and cans from the box on the table. As more and more things became available, the old workers became quiet and looked at Yang Qingshan's every move with some curiosity.

"These are secret new jobs, with a monthly salary of 10,000." Yang Qingshan said calmly.

"Ahem, ten thousand? It won't be illegal." The oldest worker said hesitantly.

"This is part of the secret recipe of Xumai Tang. Your task is to help me sort it out. I will make it for you now."

Yang Qingshan said, and then like an old Chinese medicine doctor, he began to process some Chinese medicinal materials. This process was very complicated, but if it was done using the method of cultivating immortals, it would only take a few minutes, but Yang Qingshan had to create suspense.

So that future competitors cannot copy.

In order to obtain greater profits in the future, Yang Qingshan even thought about turning Xumai Decoction into medicinal powder and drinking it with water. This would be more powerful. However, this process cannot be done in a factory. Yang Qingshan has to make and refine it by himself.

Complete, this workload is huge, but Yang Qingshan is already prepared.

Late at night, more than a dozen old workers learned how to handle medicinal materials under Yang Qingshan's hands, with smiles on their faces. This was a high-level job with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, but it was too tiring, but for the sake of the family, they had to bite the bullet.

"If these are benefits for you, one pill every two days." Yang Qingshan took out a bottle of Dingshen pills and said, handing it to an old worker: "You are responsible for distributing pills. Remember, don't lose these, business secrets

."

"Yes. The new boss is just in time, and the life-saving pills are ready." The old worker smiled.

Yang Qingshan smiled and ignored it, pointed at the medicinal materials and said: "When Xumai Tang is mass-produced, I will develop a faster production process, and your workload will be even greater by then. Well... you continue first, in a few days

God is coming."

In order to be able to do it with ease during the official production, Yang Qingshan decided to bring some medicinal materials to refine them into semi-finished products.

When we got home, everyone was asleep except Murong Qiushui.

Murong Qiu Shui sat on the sofa holding a teddy bear, looking dumbfounded at a document on the coffee table.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"My family has opened a factory in Nanyang City, just across the river from your factory. Tomorrow, as the representative of the Murong Family Dream Group, I will go to the factory for tailoring, and then I will officially start producing dream sneakers." Murong Qiushui said.

"Great."

"But it's my first time doing something like tailoring, and I'm afraid." Murong Qiushui looked at Yang Qingshan pitifully, his eyes full of electricity.

Yang Qingshan tilted his head and thought for a moment and said deliberately: "Qiaolina is your classmate, ask her to accompany you."

"She's not interested."

"Lu Yao, the traffic police is here to clear the way for you."

"She's at work."

"Then it has to be Wang Xiaoni."

"She is going to grandma's house."

"It seems I'm the only one free. My factory is very close to where you want to go. Haha, I'll accompany you." Yang Qingshan smiled with satisfaction.

Murong Qiushui bulged his mouth, and finally realized that Yang Qingshan did it on purpose. He ignored Yang Qingshan angrily and lay down holding the teddy bear.

"Be careful of the teddy bear attacking your chest." Yang Qingshan said.

"Who did you go to watch the latest movie with?" Murong Qiushui asked curiously.

"I read it online." Yang Qingshan said aggrievedly: "Sister, go online more often when you have time, don't let Qiao Lina lead you astray."

"Okay, remember to accompany me to tailoring tomorrow."

"good."

Yang Qingshan waved and said, went to the small black room, and felt nostalgic for the network equipment in the small black room. These things could not be used in Blue Water Blessed Land. He felt a little regretful. He took out the teleportation slate with a wry smile, and a spiritual light disappeared.

Appeared in the cave of Blue Water Paradise.

"I'm still tired. I used up too much energy."

Yang Qingshan was surprised that the first time he used the teleportation stone, he used up half of his energy. If you cannot defeat someone and run for your life, you must pay attention to your energy. Otherwise, you will not be able to teleport with the stone. It is too embarrassing. When Yang Qingshan walked out

When he entered the room, he found that he was in Chen Jiayi's cave.

"It seems like a mistake."

Yang Qingshan's face wavered, and he walked towards Chen Jiayi's retreat room with a smile. He once again saw Chen Jiayi raising his hands to take off his shirt, so he said aggrievedly: "I'm back."

"you……"

Only then did Chen Jiayi realize that he had given Yang Qingshan the teleportation slate, and the teleportation array was in his cave. Wouldn't that mean that Yang Qingshan could just come in if he wanted to? It was fair and clear, and there was no need to say hello.

"You continue." Yang Qingshan gestured, turned and left with a smile, Chen Jiayi's arrogance still lingering in his heart.

"Why is this happening?" Chen Jiayi was about to cry but felt that it was a mistake for her to meet Yang Qingshan, and it was also a mistake to share a blessed place together.

Yang Qingshan came to his cave and began to refine the previous materials for Xumai Tang. A ball of vitality burst out from his hands and condensed into a layer of lightning and thunder. The mountains of Chinese medicinal materials were refined in an instant.

It becomes a semi-finished product, so when it is taken to the factory for manufacturing, the secret recipe can be completely hidden.

Yang Qingshan took out the finished Xumai Soup given by Dean Zhang and smiled bitterly.

Although it was made using modern technology, it was probably the first dose, but the effect was only one-tenth of the original strength.

This is just an ancient prescription, not a refined elixir. If a factory produces the elixir, it will probably take hundreds of years.

"If I develop all the medicines that can be developed, I will probably be the richest man in the world."

Yang Qingshan fantasized for a while, put away the processed medicinal materials, and then took out 108 six-meridian magic needles.

The Six Meridians Divine Needle, a set of silver needles, is the most powerful treasure that Yang Qingshan can use now. However, it was destroyed in a battle and fell from an immortal weapon to an ordinary spiritual weapon. However, Yang Qingshan is confident that the Six Meridians Divine Needle can be used by Yang Qingshan.

The needle revived and evolved into an immortal weapon again.

With the immortal weapon in hand, you can be proud of the world.

There were too many silver needles, and Yang Qingshan could only control them for less than a few minutes. After a few minutes, Yang Qingshan had no strength, and all his vitality seemed to have been drained. After swallowing dozens of Qi-nourishing pills and Dingshen pills, Yang Qingshan

He quickly recovered his cultivation and entered the world inside his body in a flash.

The ruin-like city is still lifeless. More than a hundred big cats live in dilapidated rooms. Seeing Yang Qingshan, they all gathered around as if they were seeing a savior. They looked at Yang Qingshan with trembling eyes. Even the baby crane unexpectedly

He also jumped out of his cage and hid behind Yang Qingshan.

"Hmm? Where's the electric eel?"

Yang Qingshan looked around in confusion, his eyes suddenly staring at the darkness in the center of the city and his mouth widening.

"The pagoda is gone."

Yang Qingshan ignored the big cats and baby cranes and flew to the altar, but there was only a deep pit and huge deep footprints on the ground.

"What's going on? Could someone come to my world to steal things?"

Yang Qingshan couldn't believe it, and suddenly looked up at the fertile fields, where a strong light and countless electric rays were flashing. Yang Qingshan took out the black poison needle and the unicorn head and flew over, and suddenly saw a huge turtle carrying a

The owner of the shop was biting the electric eel, but the eel was already dead.

"Brother, who are you?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"Me? I'm the one carrying the pagoda. Boy, are you the new owner of the pagoda? Are you the one who woke me up?" The big turtle slowly turned its head, swallowed the electric eel alive and had diarrhea, and looked at it with great interest with its small eyes.

Yang Qingshan: "Boy, do you want to die?"