I couldn't bear to throw away my pants when I had a hole in my previous life. I felt happy if I earned 10,000 or 20,000 in this life.

At this moment, you suddenly told yourself that you are a billionaire, or a billionaire. Chen Xuejian suddenly felt like Fan Jin was over the exam and wanted to hug a tree and howl.

Zhao Qingwu said in a statement: "If it goes public, the market value may increase ten times in the short term, but because of your low profit requirements, I do not recommend going public!"

Chen Xuejian said softly: "20%, this profit is not low!"

“Not high!”

Zhao Qingwu explained: "This kind of high-tech product that can be said to be a monopoly, and the profit is not an exaggeration! Although the Han family already has similar robots, it is at most comparable to the first generation of robots in Tesla's laboratory."

"And even if there is no R&D cost, if you want to produce the fifth or later sixth generation seventh generation robots, and the production line needs new ones, it will be a huge sum of money, so the 20% profit is really not much."

Chen Xuejian can only "yes, yes, yes, yes". He is good at fighting, and he is completely a layman in this kind of thing.

"In this case, our ability to take risks will be reduced, so I signed an agreement with the government procurement department that they are not allowed to sell the purchased robots to anyone."

Zhao Qingwu continued: "At the same time, I sent someone to contact private buyers. I set the profit of the robots sold to them twice."

Chen Xuejian thought about it, nodded, and suddenly remembered the robots in his round mirror space, and hurriedly said, "Is there a big place? It looks like a warehouse!"

Zhao Qingwu nodded and led him to a large warehouse: "Although our products are in short supply and there is almost no inventory, I still prepared the warehouse in advance. Anyway, the government has shares, so it is very generous when dividing land for us!"

Chen Xuejian took out all the robots and placed them on the ground, totaling five.

"So much more?"

Zhao Qingwu was a little surprised, although Chen Xuejian had told her about this.

"Actually, more of them were destroyed at that time!"

Chen Xuejian said with a pity: "I tried it, only two can be used. I will leave one. You can study these!"

There is a number "seven" on it that can be used, which should be the seventh generation.

At that time, the more advanced the laboratory displays were, the fewer the number.

The four unusable ones include "eight" and "nine", and he has no idea how to manipulate them.

Zhao Qingwu thought for a while: "You can keep one of the eighth generation and the ninth generation each. When Wang Yifeng develops the use method, you can use it directly."

"There are manufacturing methods here, but there are at least ten substances that we have not discovered yet, so the limit of our current production is the seventh generation."

"The more I know about Tesla's lab, the more shocking it is. I really don't know how these lunatics studied it, and where did they find those scarce materials!"

"Sometimes, I really doubt whether their true identities will be the so-called god!"

"Won't!"

Chen Xuejian smiled and said, "There is not a group of people in Tesla's laboratory, only one, that is Oboi's master. He is an individual!"

"one person!"

Chen Xuejian originally wanted to comfort Zhao Qingwu's idea of ​​creating a god, but she never thought that it shocked her even more.

"Bionics in the fourth laboratory, artificial intelligence robots in the second laboratory, and other laboratories..."

Zhao Qingwu shook his head incredibly: "Everything that can be studied to this level is enough to underestimate the world. He can explore it all, but at this level... is this still a human?"

After wandering around the factory, I rested for a long time, and it was evening.

Looking at Zhao Qingwu who helped him organize his clothes, Chen Xuejian asked in confusion, "I really can't understand. There are so many things to do now. Why do you rich people like to hold banquets all day long!"

"Businessmen and politicians all need connections!"

Zhao Qingwu helped Chen Xuejian sort out his bow tie and said, "For example, sometimes I have a good project, want to find a partner or sell it to others. There are several targets, and I want to choose a suitable one, or want them to compete."

"It's a bit inappropriate to talk directly. It's more appropriate to talk to you at a banquet and then ask them to come to you."

"Besides, 80% of wealth is in the hands of twenty percent of people. The ultimate manifestation of making money is to constantly flow wealth from eighty percent of people into this 20 percent of circle."

"The banquet sometimes tells others who are still in this circle and who have been eliminated."

After Zhao Qingwu said that, he took a few steps back, looked up and down, and then smiled: "Dress up, it's not fierce at all!"

The two went out, got in the car, and went to a big villa.

Before the sudden changes in the natural disaster, the city's houses were very tight, and new villas were no longer allowed in the city center.

After the sudden change of natural disasters, the population on the earth was reduced by more than half, and the land became more abundant.

"This is the villa of the Bai family, Gongsun Li's fiancée Bai Qingqian's house!"

Zhao Qingwu whispered: "The biggest business of the Bai family is food, which is much more delicious later!"

After saying that, she laughed. She still remembered the scene when Chen Xuejian only ate at a banquet last time.

Just as we were about to enter, someone shouted from afar and greeted them in the direction of the two.

Zhao Qingwu frowned and said softly: "You wait for me, I'll go over and come here immediately!"

Seeing that she seemed to dislike the person, Chen Xuejian asked softly: "Who is going to me over?"

"Need not!"

Zhao Qingwu strode over.

At this moment, other people came over and under the guidance of the Bai family, they entered in batches.

At this time, someone shouted: "You are the driver of... Miss Zhao's family?"

Looking through the sound, it was a man wearing blue clothes, and there were a few people wearing blue clothes next to him.

"Uh, you are..."

Chen Xuejian couldn't remember that he had seen him.

"My name is Liu Zheng!"

The man immediately said, "The driver of the Second Young Master of Qi's family, I saw it at the Xu family mansion last time!"

"oh!"

Only then did Chen Xuejian remember it and kept saying, "Hello, hello!"

Although the Battle of Chongming Island was broadcast live, the way was to be disheveled and the hair was flying, and there were flying sand and stones. So now many people know Chen Xuejian's name, but very few people really know him.

After asking, Liu Zheng asked in confusion: "What are you dressing today?"

In the circle of Shencheng, when attending banquets, the drivers all had the same style of work clothes to avoid misunderstandings. Today, Chen Xuejian obviously wore different clothes.

Just as Chen Xuejian was thinking about how to explain, he saw Zhao Qingwu walking towards him with a bad expression.

A young man chased after him, shouting loudly.

"Yang Weiqi, please listen to me!"

Zhao Qingwu looked at him coldly and frosty: "Don't bother me like a madman, I have a boyfriend!"

"impossible!"

The young man shouted, "Who is it, you said!"

"he!"

Zhao Qingwu held Chen Xuejian's arm with a sweet look on his face.

"Well!?"
Chapter completed!