Knight of the Light

Back through time and space to Tianyang City, Zhou Qingfeng sighed with the monkey monkey who had been confiscated the golden hoop. It's Daddy Zheng's condensed body, and he can also play some skills, very proud.

For this situation, Xiao Jinlang was relieved—the mixed-world devil can finally stop and stop, without having to accompany him to run around to play dark hunting.

Lin Wan and Su Mei also felt more relaxed, no need to worry.

Everyone in the team agreed with Zhou Qingfeng to serve the society and improve employment of the poor. After all, this is a good thing and there is no danger.

Mr. Zheng was the host and summoned everyone who knew Zhou Qingfeng to a meeting. Lin Wan's villa's living room turned off the lights, and the tabletop just lit a candle. Several people surrounded a table, patiently discussing the specifics of starting a business.

This is currently only beneficial to Zhou Qingfeng, but everyone is very happy.

Mr. Zheng first talked about Zhou Qingfeng's current situation, including the part of the outside world, so that everyone has a bottom of heart. His opinion is to contract a waste treatment plant. He originally belonged to this industry. He knows many people and understands related technologies.

"Tianyang is a small city on the third or fourth tier, but it has a large population. There are more than one million people in the urban area alone. The garbage generated every day can be described as a mountain. But the city's investment in garbage disposal is seriously insufficient.

Several waste treatment plants in the suburbs are in overloaded operation. If we are willing to invest in contracting, we will certainly be able to complete Xiao Zhou's task. For every one hundred poor people who work there, he gets a topaz every month. "

Zhou Qingfeng fought and killed in the other world, but now back to the real world, he is uncomfortable. He covered his face with one hand and said, "In fact, we are hiring one gray crystal per person per month, one red crystal per ten persons, and so on.

It is only one yellow crystal per 100 people per month, and one green crystal to hire thousands of talents, which is much more difficult than in the past. Knowing this, I should go to Hong Kong a few more times to kill all the more than 1,000 people in Eagle sauce stationed in Hong Kong. "

When Xiao Jinlang heard this, he straightened his face. He listened to Father Zheng's explanation, and there was no other good way to hire the poor, and he immediately patted his chest and said, "Contracting a waste treatment plant is a good idea. I'll take responsibility for the official matter.

I promise that the city and sanitation will not be in trouble, and we will do it as soon as possible. Xiao Zhou, you don't have to worry too much. Such things are safe and worry-free and serve the society. Just afraid ... "

"What are you afraid of?" Sumei asked.

Mr. Zheng understood the problem and whispered, "Now environmental requirements are high, strict investigation, and environmental sanitation are at a loss. Tianyang City's funding is always not enough. If you want to contract, you have to discount every month A lot of money. "

Eyes immediately focused on Lin Wan. The former chairman was happy, "I have more than 10 million private house money, I can take it all out."

More than ten million is quite a lot for individuals. But Father Zheng doesn't even have to count, "It's probably about half a year."

"Then lose for half a year, and then say half a year later." Lin Wan didn't care.

"How do you do that?" Zhou Qingfeng patted the table and stopped his cheap old lady's foolishness. "Since it's a business, it doesn't make sense to do more and lose more. If I lose half a year, wouldn't I be stupid."

Everyone knows this truth.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at Xiao Jinlang again, "How much funding can the city have for sanitation?"

Xiao Jinlang froze and looked at Father Zheng. The old man knew the data, but shook his head with a bitter smile: "You still don't expect the city to allocate funds. If we engage in contracting, we will not be administrative institutions, and it is good not to pay money to the city."

Zhou Qingfeng was shocked. "Isn't this bad?"

Samui said, "Unless we can make money from waste disposal."

Father Zheng quickly laughed: "Yes, yes, garbage disposal is still a bit profitable, which includes waste recycling and reuse. Some of these relationships require government approval, but should be able to handle it. Is it just the amount of revenue, I am afraid less."

Zhou Qingfeng's face sank, and he suddenly snapped his fingers. Hidden servants suddenly appeared behind him, took a paper cup and brought it to the water dispenser.

Everyone was very curious, only Father Zheng knew the reason, and asked in surprise: "Sophia followed?"

Zhou Qingfeng nodded, "The crossing rules have changed a lot. Sophia is here, and I don't have to pay for the soul crystal every day. Fortunately, Xerek has not come."

Mr. Zheng actively explained who Sophia was, and also taught others to call 'Holy Light'. The little girl's sweet response came directly to her head, like a free ‘Little Smart’.

Lin Wan understood the meaning of Zhou Qingfeng for the first time, and suddenly asked, "How many hidden servants do you have?"

"There are more than two hundred, but they can still be recruited. The maximum control is about 2,300 to 2,500. These hidden servants are small and stupid, but they should be able to do some simple work.

Their disadvantage is that they can not stand strong light and strong vibration, so they can only work at night. It is better not to be found, otherwise it will cause trouble. "

Zhou Qingfeng kept floating hidden servants in his body, which was his helper. Although they can't do anything big, they can provide quite good auxiliary services. The point is that they absorb the negative energy of the outside world by themselves, without salary.

Lin Wan has been in business for many years and is particularly sensitive to labor costs and the like. She carefully observed her servant's actions of pouring water to all the people present, and evaluated their working ability.

"Hidden servants are not afraid of being dirty or tired. If they can build a closed garbage disposal plant, they can work almost all the time. But ..." Zhou Qingfeng asked Father Zheng again, "The real world has negative consequences. Energy? "

"The concentration is less than one percent of that in the North. I can hardly sense it." Father Zheng shook his head, but he smiled: "What about your emperor's tears?"

Dark black 'tears of the emperor' put on the table, Lin Wan and Su Mei were immediately attracted by their dazzling and deep luster. Su Mei even reached out to catch, but was stopped by Zhou Qingfeng and Father Zheng in unison. "Don't touch, this thing is very dangerous."

"The Emperor's Tears" appeared, and the entire living room seemed to be sinking into endless darkness. The temperature did not decrease, but a few people in the room felt the cold hairs standing on their bodies, and coldly raised goose bumps.

As soon as Mr. Zheng beckoned, 'The Emperor's Tears' rolled in front of him. His body is like a rolling black mist, and also divided into four gray humanoid shadows, which is the believer who turned into a ghost when he was an advanced necrotic apprentice.

"With the 'tears of the emperor', which stores a lot of negative energy, I can do a lot of things. First contract a waste treatment plant, and we can do some renovations. You can hire people to do open work such as transporting garbage, and handle it. Do it. "

Mr. Zheng laughed and said at the beginning, Lin Wan also said: "Hidden servants can bring tea and water, and do some simple treatment. If there are more than two thousand hidden servants who can give us work for nothing, this garbage disposal It's definitely not a loss. "

The feasibility was confirmed, everyone was happy, and discussed various details. Zhou Qingfeng could not plug in, but only found a cell phone to play blindly. Su Mei is also inexperienced in business and can only look at what the kid is doing?

On the phone, Uncle Zhou is registering for Weibo, using his own real name and avatar. Instead, his signature looked inexplicable, ‘an evil and cruel boy’.

"Boy, what do you mean?" Sumei asked.

"I am about to engage in environmental protection, and I also need to learn to promote myself." Zhou Qingfeng's innocent face, "No?"

Su Mei frowned, and whispered, "I think you want to do something."