With the beautiful sales girl in Mingchehui with helpless and contemptuous eyes, the four of them walked out of Mingchehui.

Zhang Muyang looked at Guo Zirui next to him and said, "Old Guo, if you have anything to say, why are you so hesitant now?"

"Boss, can this whitening essence and slimming cream be mass-produced? Also, I think we have derived a series of cosmetics. As far as I know, girls' cosmetics are not only essences, but also eye creams, day creams, night creams, toners and other messy products. Not to mention anything else, from the perspective of economic benefits, this is more in line with the standard of maximizing commercial interests."

Guo Zirui has a deep feeling about these two products. Such a powerful effect. Guo Zirui never worrys about not being able to sell it. It’s okay to lose weight cream. Whitening essence is sold separately. Guo Zirui really thinks it’s a waste of resources.

"Mass production?" Zhang Muyang was stunned for a moment. Zhang Muyang remembered clearly when it came to mass production. Later, these two products seemed to have been mass-produced. But that was three years later. After the emergence of other small worlds, some methods of refining weapons appeared, and it was said that mass production was carried out. But now? Zhang Muyang himself had no idea.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Muyang said slowly: "Mass production should be possible. But it is not possible now. But there will be a solution in the future. As for the set..."

Zhang Muyang paused for a moment and said, "Let's forget it."

If you are just an ordinary person, you have two kinds of fist products. Not to mention whitening cosmetics sets, even a lot of sets can be created. However, Zhang Muyang’s purpose is not on this. To be honest, doing these is to accumulate financial strength for himself on the one hand. On the other hand, it is also to consider the brothers. That’s all.

...

"A whitening product! A slimming product. The effect is super good. Don't miss it when you walk..."

With some exquisite pictures, and some words that are so scattered. I just sent it out on Moments.

"Oh! No. Recently, I have added thousands of people on WeChat. Every day, I only read this circle of friends and there are no real questions. What should I do?"

Wen Jian sat on the sofa with helpless look on his face and placed his cell phone next to him.

Bart was still looking at his phone at the moment, and Guo Zirui seemed very relaxed. He had tried the medicine effect. This definitely surpassed any whitening and slimming products. To put it bluntly, everything was just difficult at the beginning. After someone tried it, relying on this word of mouth, it was enough to make these products reach a level of supply in short supply.

Recently, Zhang Muyang has not been idle either. He doesn’t care about micro-business marketing. Zhang Muyang spends his time every day on refining medicine.

Although it is just a simple method of dissolving medicine, the control of true qi is still of great benefit to one's own cultivation.

After repeated refining medicines, Zhang Muyang's cultivation level has also improved slightly. The tempering of the body by the Jinxing spiritual energy has also made the Nine Turns Mysterious Technique steadily improve. The quality and strength of the body are becoming stronger and stronger.

...

"Hello, Mr. Kun!"

At Jiangcheng University, in a luxuriously decorated hotel, Wan Bo is sleeping in the bed in a large suite. Two figures can be seen under the snow-white sheets. One has long red hair and the other has long yellow hair. Obviously, his life has been very comfortable recently.

But Wanbo sat upright and looked very respectful at this time.

"Well, Mr. Kun, don't worry. I've been staring at it all the time. Zhang Muyang has been fired. Not only him, but also the idiots in his dormitory have been fired. It is said that they have rented a small yard in the shanty town here. They have made some cosmetics and weight loss products from somewhere. They are doing micro-businesses." Wan Bo said very carefully.

"What? Doing a micro-business? Hahaha, he only has those skills." Zhang Mukun's extremely proud and happy voice came over.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mukun continued, "Okay, Xiaobo, you're doing a good job. Keep watching me, there are any changes. Tell me at any time."

"Okay, okay. Mr. Kun, don't worry. I will definitely catch you to death. My people are always watching." Wan Bo swears to make promises.

...

Zhang Muyang didn't know about these things. In fact, even if he knew about Zhang Muyang, he wouldn't care. Zhang Mukun's method was just a small trick. Zhang Tianjie was just a house arrest for his parents. This shows that Zhang Tianjie was still worried.

The huge Zhang family is not so easy to control. The reason is that it is house arrest rather than directly killed. This is the reason. The narrow emperor ordered the princes. This is Zhang Tianjie's plan. However, Zhang Muyang estimated that after Zhang Tianjie truly took control of the Zhang family for two or three years, the lives of his parents would be in danger.

Days passed day by day. In a blink of an eye, almost a month passed. At this time, Zhang Muyang's yard had accumulated thousands of bottles of whitening essence and thousands of bottles of slimming cream.

Zhang Muyang was not idle at this time. His daily cultivation was extremely persistent. Now, Zhang Muyang's cultivation has improved greatly compared to one month ago. With the nourishment and tempering of the golden spiritual energy, Zhang Muyang's cultivation has reached an infinite level of mid-stage transition.

At this time, the weather gradually cooled down. The door of the yard opened, and Bart and Wen Jian walked in with large bags of vegetables and meat, one after another. Bart was holding two boxes of beer in his hand.

Putting down the things, the two walked into the living room. Bart sat down. Wen Jian opened a bottle of mineral water and drank it all in one go. Looking at Guo Zirui who was reading a book next to him, he looked at Zhang Muyang who was cultivating his body and said, "Boss, let me tell you about unfortunate news. We... have no money."

"Don't you have no money?" Zhang Muyang frowned immediately. But it stretched out in an instant. The hard days of those years made Zhang Muyang very sensitive to lack of money. However, Zhang Muyang's current background does not care too much about money.

For monks, worldly money is the most useless thing.

Bart glanced at everyone and said, "Well, why don't I call my dad and ask him to transfer me one hundred thousand or eighty thousand first. I feel that we are too petty now. Or, we will register a company directly and market it on a large scale. I don't believe it anymore. No one wants such a good product?"

At this moment, Guo Zirui's mobile phone WeChat sounded a prompt sound. Guo Zirui also picked up his phone and then smiled and said, "Here's here! Someone has placed an order."
Chapter completed!