As soon as I heard Mr. Shen talking about making adult products, I immediately understood what he meant.
After collecting enough souls, the next step must be to give those female ghosts bodies!
I even suspected that he did it on purpose.
He may have planned to come back with me a long time ago. After all, there is a relationship between Sister Lin and Uncle Yang here, and with their help, he doesn't have to work hard to open up the relationship, and he can just sit back and enjoy the success.
Moreover, by recruiting me to join the team, with this relationship, Uncle Yang will definitely do his best. I have to say that his plan is quite reliable. Uncle Yang will suffer a little loss, and we will both win.
But when I think about building an adult products factory, why do I feel so awkward?
So I smacked my lips and asked him: "Brother, have you thought it through? Our business environment, manpower, logistics, and supporting industry chain are not very good here. The cost is at least 30% higher than in the south. If you really want to do it,
How about the factory going directly to the coastal areas?"
Mr. Shen put his hands behind his back, and at that moment he actually had the aura of a big boss: "Let me tell you, Gu Yan, what you said is secondary. Technology and quality are the core competitiveness, followed by price.
It doesn't matter if the cost is higher, but if the goods are good, you still worry about not being able to sell them? You have to think of ways to improve the business environment. Manpower can be spent with money. Logistics and industrial chains are just a matter of spending more money. Isn't it just freight?
How much does NTU truck freight cost?
That’s it, if you think it works, go ahead and we’ll try to build the factory within a month.”
I was stunned: "One month? Brother, are you so anxious? You can't even get the ground in one month!"
"I'll tell you again, I'm rich."
Mr. Shen suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at me: "Even if you throw money at me, you have to smash this factory out as quickly as possible!"
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Duke Shen was very excited.
Along the way, he was planning future company plans, business routes, product advantages, and production techniques with me. He was even considering whether to incorporate some of the Wu clan's puppet-making techniques into it.
To be honest, I have no doubt that Mr. Shen can make things well. After all, he is an experienced craftsman. The puppets he makes by himself can almost look fake. If you pull one out at random, you may be able to sell it for one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand without any problem.
Isn’t this better than spending hundreds of thousands in betrothal gifts to marry a disobedient wife?
But I'm still awkward.
When I thought about meeting and greeting people in the future, they suddenly said: "Hey, isn't this Boss Gu who runs an adult products factory?"
If my parents found out about this, wouldn't they just blow up the temple?
Especially my dad, he probably would have cut my heart with a knife.
So I didn't answer much of the conversation along the way, and just let him indulge in his lustful thoughts. Fortunately, the company was not far from Sister Lin's house, and he arrived just as quickly as he could.
This house has been renovated by Uncle Yang. The living room is quite simple and modern, and the bedroom upstairs looks quite warm. He even made two more girlish rooms. As for what he means, I am not sure.
He transformed the downstairs into a study and tea room in an antique style. Ever since he came back from Mount Tai, this place has become Taoist Meng's exclusive territory.
As soon as I walked down, I heard Qingqing holding a dinner plate and urging me: "Old Taoist priest, please have something to eat."
His whole body is in tatters, his gray beard is very long, and his originally shiny black hair has turned into white patches, scattered messily on his shoulders. His eyes are covered with red bloodshot eyes, and their sockets have long been closed.
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Taoist Meng did not say anything when he heard Qingqing's words. He hugged the guqin cross-legged and looked up at the sky along the light well.
Qingqing sighed: "I know you can live without grains, but why don't you drink some water? Your lips are cracked. Even if you want to commit suicide, don't starve yourself to death. How uncomfortable is that?"
Taoist Meng still didn't speak, as if he couldn't hear Qingqing's voice.
"You are so sad."
Qingqing put down the dinner plate: "You said you don't eat or drink. If you can't, I'll make you a cup of hand-ground coffee?"
I really want to be happy, but seeing how Master Meng is doing now, I really can’t be happy.
But Mr. Shen couldn't stand it any longer. He walked up to Daozhang Meng and sat down cross-legged: "How can you bring that woman named Lian'er back to life by just sitting like this?"
Taoist Meng ignored him.
Shen Gong didn't care either. He tapped the coffee table with his hand: "Our witch clan has a secret method passed down from ancient times, which is called soul calling. Even if the soul of the person who is summoned is scattered, as long as the true spirit is not destroyed, he will still be resurrected.
hope."
As soon as he said these words, Meng Daozhang's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately lowered his head to look at Mr. Shen.
Duke Shen ignored him and continued talking on his own: "This kind of secret method is usually used to retrieve the true spirits of those dead witches. After all, although their souls are destroyed, the witchcraft power and consciousness in the true spirits remain.
Still there.
As long as you can regroup your soul, you will still be able to practice much faster than ordinary shamans, and you can even have an even better foundation than the last time.
But one thing is that people's memories are all in their souls. Even if they find their true spirit and reunite their souls, they will definitely lose all their memories. I wonder if you, Meng Laizi, are interested in the secret method I told you."
I witnessed the changes in Daozhang Meng throughout the whole process.
His lifeless eyes gradually became brighter, then shocked, and at the last moment a little dazed, but soon showed an expression of ecstasy again.
But after all, he was an old man who had lived for so many years. He quickly calmed down, sat upright and asked Shen Gong: "Tell me, what do you want me to do? Or what conditions do you have?"
Shen Gong glanced at the dinner plate on the ground indifferently: "I don't want to talk to a half-dead, neither human nor ghost thing. You eat the food first, then go take a good bath, and we will talk when you get back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Meng picked up the dinner plate and poured them all into his mouth without saying a word.
The food almost went directly into the stomach, and there was no need to chew it at all. The speed of the food was astonishing to Qingqing and I.
After finishing his food, he dashed into the bathroom again, and soon the sound of splashing came from inside.
"Just three words made Taoist Meng spend 180,000 yuan on you. You are so awesome!"
I couldn't help but give Shen Gong a thumbs up: "But that thing you are talking about to attract spirits, is that thing really so magical? Can you teach me how to do it?"
Unexpectedly, Duke Shen answered me in a matter-of-fact manner: "Fuck, if I really knew how to do that, I would have brought back the true spirits of my parents and grandfather long ago. Would the Wu Clan even have a problem with inheritance like it is now?
I know how to do it, the soul summoning thing has been lost a long time ago, maybe the great witches and gods in ancient times knew how to do it, but I don’t know how to do it anyway!”