Zhu Rilong's mother did not have much health problems, she was hypertension and fainted.

After Lin Lang looked at the case - a report on a full-body examination - he took a bottle and asked to come out.

There are actually many causes of hypertension. But it is caused by vascular sclerosis and excessive blood lipids.

If the brain vascular sclerosis is a disease, it is easy to get into trouble. If the blood pressure is too high, the capillaries are prone to rupture and cerebral hemorrhage.

The examination report he read on the case said that Zhu's mother's hypertension was caused by hyperlipidemia and vascular sclerosis.

Lin Lang had made special drugs for these two problems a long time ago. After all, his grandmother and parents are getting older and more and more importantly, it is urgent to regulate their bodies.

He had read Zhu's mother's examination report. Since there was no other problem in her body, she didn't need to diagnose it specifically. Just give her a few bottles of medicine specifically for hypertension and a few bottles of Rongyang pills.

Medicines for hypertension can solve the causes of hypertension. Rongyang Pills can regulate the body as a whole.

He took his wife and children to his father-in-law's house for a meal, and sent the medicine to Zhu Rilong.

He called the other party and said, "Old Zhu, I have sent the medicine for my aunt. I should be able to arrive tomorrow."

"Thank you. I'll pay attention."

"I have some clues about your hair. But I have to think about it again and call you if you have any news. Don't take medicine during this period."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Wait for good news."

He put down the phone and Qiu Xinwei smiled and said, "Zhu Rilong? He asked you to help cure hair loss. Do you have any solutions?"

"Well, there is a direction. But I have to think about it."

"If you can do it, it's a gold mine."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "The diamond mine is just like that." But is he diamond? "I'll go to the wooden house and go together?"

"I'm going to go when you're done. I want a surprise!"

"Okay. I'll surprise you."

Lin Lang went out and was in the fantasy yesterday. He made some matching interiors and furniture with each room. He planned to put them in.

In addition, the paint has been adjusted. Today I will go to "spray the paint".

Still on the way, he received a call from An Mao: "Do you have time today?"

"I was thinking about looking for you. Are you in trouble?"

An Mao smiled and said, "You forgot that we haven't checked the accounts for several months. I just returned to China the day before yesterday. I just returned to Ningcheng today. I'm going out tomorrow. If you have time, I'll go to your house now. I also want to talk to you about your next work issues."

"So desperate?"

An Mao smiled bitterly and said in Cantonese: "Mao Jiga, I want to make a living."

"I'm not at home. Send you a location." Yesterday he just forwarded the wooden house he sent to Lin Hongliang.

"Okay. Let's talk again when we meet."

The location of the wooden house is far away from the city, but it is not too far away. It is about forty minutes' drive from Lin Lang's family.

He happened to meet An Mao's car on the road.

An Mao was blocked outside the fence.

He met Lin Lang: "We'll be in the interview here? This place seems..."

"My home!"

"Your home?"

"It's a long story." Lin Lang opened the door and said. "Go in first."

Two cars, one in front and one behind, went up the hillside along the asphalt road covered with shade and came to the open space.

An Mao got off the car and looked at the wooden villa, and was secretly surprised: "This is yours. This place seemed to be military land before."

"Before, I made some contributions and asked for this land."

"Your wooden house is too exaggerated." The area is even more exaggerated than the villa king, and it is three floors.

Lin Lang smiled and said, "It's more comfortable to live in a larger area." The wooden house covers an area of ​​more than 2,000 square meters, and the three-story building area exceeds 5,000 square meters.

There are not many bedrooms, only ten. The functional areas take up more space, such as dining, meeting guests, leisure, exercise, etc.

"Okay. You have money anyway." An Mao said with a smile. "I'm ready to join the gang."

Lin Lang opened the door and said, "I just made a frame. I prepared to install the interior and put the furniture in it. Come in."

“This is a really good design.”

"The design fee is only over one million."

"Okay... it's all yours within the fence?"

"National, I only have seventy years of use."

"Who has a property ownership of not seventy years?" An Mao looked at the living room that was six or seven meters high and said with a smile. "It's really good. There is a forest outside, and the house is full of logs. It lives very romantic."

"What kind of mood? The wood is built more stable and fast. I think I can live in this year. If you have any questions in the future, you can come here directly."

"You are finally planning to be like a rich man."

"Thank you for your praise. Actually, I wasn't too frugal before."

"Yes. You are not too frugal. You just earn billions a year, but you don't even hire a hourly job."

The large flat floor in Tianmao New Town was considered a luxury house in China, but there was no way to compare with this place.

This wooden house is so big that you will be exhausted if you don’t hire a worker and maintain it clean. Not to mention that there is obviously a garden outside the wooden house.

People are needed inside and outside the wooden house.

"That's it."

Lin Lang didn't comment. He didn't plan to invite anyone in the future.

He was willing to move his home here, mainly to avoid people. As for cleaning and garden care, it was not difficult for their family.

Whether it is him or Qiu Xinwei, the spirit of the outside can make the whole house spotless.

The wooden house was just a frame and there was nothing to visit. Lin Lang got two wooden chairs and a folding table from somewhere and invited him to sit down at the pavilion on the second floor to have tea.

An Mao gave him the accounts for the previous quarter.

He glanced at it and signed the company. Last quarter, An Mao purchased more than 600 million industrial products here.

After returning the documents to him, Lin Lang asked: "You just said you had something to tell me?"

"I just want to ask, how much will you buy when you purchase those things and how long will you buy?"

Lin Lang smiled and said, "What? What do you think?"

"I want to do industry." An Mao nodded. "I don't have a lot of money now, but it's okay to open a factory to make products. I will strictly require quality, but sales are the key."

Lin Lang understood that he wanted to make products first and sell them first, target his customer, and to make money while opening up the market here.

Of course this is not a problem. As long as the quality is up to standard, who will buy it? It is better to support An Mao in his career.

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to open a mold factory and make crafts, daily necessities and so on first."

Lin Lang thought for a while and said, "Okay. As long as you can produce something and I need it, you can hand over the orders to your place."

An Mao promised: "The quality will be guaranteed and the price will not be higher than similar products."

What he focused on was Lin Lang's purchase of handicrafts and daily necessities. The volume was large, with small profits but quick turnover. He could make more money by raising a factory. If he retained people, the market could slowly open up.

"I can't believe you?"

“I not only want metal crafts, but also ceramics.”

"Make ceramics?" Lin Lang didn't understand very well. How to make ceramics in molds? "What new technology have you gotten?"

"Well. Someone has made a set of AI cutting and cutting machine tools that can process porcelain by cutting, cutting, grinding, etc. I want to buy it."

Lin Lang was surprised: "Make ceramic crafts?"

"Yes." An Mao said with a smile. "Mainly I think you can have enough order support here. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to buy this technology."

Ceramic crafts are not a big market. Handmade creation is more spiritual. The market also prefers handmade creation.

But Lin Lang's customers don't seem to care.

Lin Lang asked: "Is there any sample?"

"Yes." An Mao took out his mobile phone and brought out a photo. "This square bottle, first grind the burned coarse porcelain blank, grind the inside and outside. Grind the thickness of the bottle into five millimeters, and the difference between the various places will not exceed 0.2 millimeters."

Lin Lang saw that the glaze color of the bottle was very vivid, but the wintersweet on it was a bit dull: "Then re-glaze and burn it again?"

"Yes. The pattern is sprayed, and the glaze is sprayed."

"Okay, you can hand over this kind of order to you." Lin Lang nodded and said. "I also want to discuss it with you."

"you say."

"Before, I only asked yours to help me purchase. Are you interested in helping me sell at the same time?"

"Sales?" An Mao said with a smile. "What is it?"

"Mainly agricultural products, and wood and so on."

Minerals, Lin Lang knew that Lin Hongliang would not let go. He didn't want to challenge the country's nerves. As long as things could be sold, he had to assign them to anyone.

And agricultural products, such as Kelai powder and other staple foods in the magic world, as well as various dried fruits and fruits there.

Lin Lang has taken out some of those things and asked Lin Hongliang to help sell them to the feed factory. But the feed factory does not have much use every year.

After all, it has formed an established circle of interests. Lin Lang does not intend to seize the market for agricultural products such as soybeans and other products through price wars.

Once he does that, the blow will be global agriculture.

And it may be a full blow.

So, he had to find another way.
Chapter completed!