While looking through the documents in his hand, a customer came in from outside the door, but Bai Ye didn't go to read them either.

The First Trading Pavilion has been open for a while, and people who often pass by nearby are familiar with this one-and-a-half-year-old exaggerated name. Occasionally, once the store is closed, it will be a convenience store for one or two days.

I'm afraid some rich second generation can open a convenience store to experience life, but there are not many things in the store.

It's just an ordinary convenience store, not as exaggerated as the name, or in other words, the name is probably just a gimmick.

There are not many customers on weekdays, but today they are a little worse, but now they are the first business.

Of course, for Bai Ye, his first super-time and space civilization trading hall in the universe is now suffocating, which is the legendary "trial business" state. After it is truly open, the store will not sell ordinary goods like this now.

Every item sold can be taken out and everyone's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes can also open the door to a new world.

The customer who came in quickly took a bottle of mineral water and placed it on the cashier without saying much.

Bai Ye glanced at it and saw a girl who looked like a high school student, with long hair on her shoulders and a beautiful little face full of youthful vitality.

After skillfully taking the mineral water and scanning the code, Bai Ye said, "Two pieces."

The high school girl did not pay the bill immediately, but stared at the black mask on the cashier and stared at the black mask on the cashier. After a while, she asked, "Is this mask sold?"

"Hmm?" Bai Ye looked at her slightly beloved face and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Bai Ye grabbed the mask, put it on his face, and looked at the high school girl. The voice came out through the mask, looking a little distorted and low, as if it was a kind of dream: "Look at me."

When the two looked at each other, Bai Ye could clearly see that the other party's eyes became confused from the original gods, and then fell into a strange state of loss of mind.

"What's your name?" Bai Ye asked.

"Jiang Aner." A slightly dull answer.

"Okay, Jiang Aner, do you like this mask?" A smile appeared on the face under Bai Ye's mask.

The hand that was originally pressed on the mask had already been released, but the black skeleton mask perfectly fitted his cheeks, without any intention of falling off.

I didn't even feel a little breathing.

"I like it, it feels... weird and beautiful." Jiang Aner replied very honestly.

"So, can you tell me what you feel now?" Bai Ye continued to ask.

This is the first time Bai Ye has used this black mask. Of course, he has to figure out how strong the "control effect" of this mask is - at least a little test how much control the ordinary person can achieve.

"The feeling of being light and floating seems to be floating in the water." Jiang Aner's voice also felt a little confused. Obviously, he was moving towards a deeper level from the "preliminary controlled" state just now.

"Very good." Bai Ye said with a smile, "So, will you obey my words?"

"Yes - Yes?" Jiang Aner's voice was filled with a hint of hesitation.

Obviously, the current control is not enough to completely turn her into Bai Ye's marionette.

"You seem to be a little hesitant?" Bai Ye stood up, pressed his hands on the cashier, leaned forward, and suddenly narrowed the distance from Jiang Aner. The faint fragrance and comfort smell on the girl's body came through the mask.

"I..." Jiang An'er had a look of panic on her face.

However, the expression that was originally slightly dull disappeared, and it seemed a little vivid, and it looked like there was no difference between a little girl teased by an unscrupulous boss wearing a mask.

"Bai Ye, what are you doing?" At this time, a voice sounded outside the store.

Jiang Aner seemed to wake up from a dream, looked at Bai Ye with a red face, or glanced at Bai Ye's mask, and didn't even take the water from the cashier, and hurried out.

"Tsk, Doctor Qin, the timing of your appearance is so bad." Bai Ye looked at Song Yin who was walking in.

Song Yin walked into the cashier without seeing any other place, pulled Bai Ye's chair and sat down, looking a little tired, "First, my surname is Song, second, I think the time for me to appear is right. Could it be that it disturbed your good show of teasing the little girl? I remember that I had deleted all the books of the Imitationist. Also, where did your mask come from?"

Bai Ye didn't care, so he turned around and sat on the cash register, looking at Song Yin: "Okay, Doctor Wang, what do you think of my mask?"

"If you want to attend a costume party, it's more appropriate." Song Yin said seriously. In the end, his eyes were as confused as Jiang Aner just now.

"Oh."

Bai Ye's low smile came out through the mask.

Five minutes later, Bai Ye took off his mask, reached out and pressed his temple a few times.

Using this mask is like thinking about an extremely complex problem. Over time, you will inevitably feel a little headache and fatigue.

"Does it be a headache?"

Song Yin stood up, gave the chair to Bai Ye, stood up on his own initiative and reached out to help him press his temple.

The control effect has already shown initially, and Song Yin, in a normal state, cannot make such an intimate move to Bai Ye.

Bai Ye leaned back shamelessly, and Song Yin gently patted his forehead, but did not leave.

The effect of black mask control varies from person to person. The higher the opponent's willpower, the more difficult it is to control it.

It is also difficult to control it completely.

However, the subconscious "control" is subtle and slowly advancing, and it seems that it is not impossible to make the other party become his own loyal dog.

The control effect is related to the personal will of the user and the controlled person.

It’s like a black mask wearing a mask, and there is no control effect on Bai Ye, and it will make Bai Ye lose his mind for a moment.

If we cooperate with the punishment and torture of the black mask and work together, it might be of some effect.

Similarly, Bai Ye can still influence some ordinary people now, but if you face a strong-willed role like Penguin, Bain, the mask will become useless.

If it were Batman like this, he would probably punch him and smash the mask directly.

After all, Batman is a character named various human limits, but in fact he keeps cheating, and can withstand the five-fold dose of fear venom.

If you want to use a mask, you will affect each other and control the other person when you look at each other, it is simply a dream.

After testing the function of the black mask, he sent off Song Yin who had hit the gun, and Bai Ye called Bai Jincheng: "Uncle, it's me, Bai Ye, I have something to ask you..."

An hour later, a middle-aged man with glasses appeared in front of Bai Ye with a frustrated person.

"Hello, Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai sent me to help you..." the middle-aged man stretched out his hand to Bai Ye and said.

It looks like the kind of job that is not satisfactory, and I am scolded by my boss every day. My boss is still my former young subordinate. My wife complains about being disgusted every day and exaggerates how powerful Lao Wang is. My daughter is in high school and her early love partner is still a gangster. She won’t break up. Every day, she feels that she can die in a miserable middle-aged workplace man.

But in fact, the middle-aged man has a happy life and a happy family. The only thing that makes him feel uncomfortable is that the time is too short.

The reason why he showed such a bitter expression was because Bai Jincheng sent him to help the boy in front of him apply for several drug-related patents and obtain the qualification to produce and sell drugs.

It would be strange if he had such a successful man to accompany a former autistic child who had just been discharged from the hospital to do such an unreliable playful thing.

Bai Jincheng's degree of pampering to the boy in front of him was more than his own son.

Is this really a nephew, not an illegitimate child?

Although he had various thoughts, the middle-aged man still said seriously: "If you want to produce and sell, you must pass the test of the Drug Administration. This is very troublesome, and in this regard the patent-"

Jincheng Group is indeed a large enterprise, but its business has nothing to do with biopharmaceuticals.

The influence in this area is greatly reduced.

"Don't tell me so much. You just need to take me to do these things." Bai Ye interrupted the middle-aged man, "It's my business whether it can be done."

Looking at the smile on Bai Ye’s face, the expression on the middle-aged man’s face became even more miserable.

Only ten days later, his bitter and revenge expression completely turned into a look of surprise. In the past ten days, he took Bai Ye around every day and actually got everything done.

Jingtian Pharmaceutical has four more drugs that are completely legal and can be produced and sold.

The key is that the other party did not use any energy from Jincheng Group and did this independently.

"It's really troublesome... all kinds of restrictions."

Of course, Bai Ye was quite dissatisfied with the fact that it took so long and hard to get the Titan potion. You know, he was a pioneer in various transactions and black mask control.

The trivial matters are far more troublesome than Bai Ye expected.

And the continuous trading these days actually gave Bai Ye a 200-point wealth value, which was a little reward.

"If you feel that there are too many restrictions in China, you can actually open an offshore company, which will be relatively less restrictive." The middle-aged man suggested.

"Offshore company?" Bai Ye casually checked it, "How about we make a deal?"

"What?"

"Help me open an offshore company, transfer Jingtian Medicine to become its subsidiary, with a commission of 100,000 Chinese coins." Bai Ye said.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

"The name..." Bai Ye fell into the important cross in life again.

"If the name is too long, it is not easy to deal with." The middle-aged man remembered the strange name of the store and quickly said, "It's just called Yebu."

In desperation, he thought of one based on Bai Ye's name. If this man willfully give a messy name, his workload will increase greatly.
Chapter completed!