After Boss Yao heard what Zhang Feng said, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to answer the question.

Because he thought he couldn't get involved in matters involving these masters, and he couldn't help much.

Although he couldn't help much, he still wanted to do his best to prove that he knew what gratitude was.

So he thought of this, looked at Zhang Feng who was counting the 'stones', took a deep breath, calmed down and said,

"Boss Zhang, if you need anything, just ask! I know in my heart that if Boss Zhang hadn't helped me this time, I would have been controlled by others... and killed..."

"Speaking of this." After Zhang Feng counted the twenty-one spiritual stones, he weighed the bag of spiritual stones and walked towards the car outside the forest. "If I guessed correctly. If their formation was touched today, then they

I will definitely check it out. Now, Boss Yao needs to be careful."

"Boss Zhang, are you ready to go back?" Boss Yao saw Zhang Feng walking towards the forest and trotted to follow with the driver.

Seeing their inseparable posture, Zhang Feng asked funnyly, "Don't worry, I won't leave until this matter is settled. Besides, does Boss Yao think that I, Zhang Feng, am someone who just runs away when something happens?"

"

"Boss Zhang...I...I didn't mean that..." Boss Yao hurriedly defended, being particularly interested in Zhang Feng's jokes, fearing that if he said something wrong, it would hurt the relationship between the two.

Seeing Boss Yao's serious look, Zhang Feng knew that Boss Yao was really frightened by these evil cultivators, so he didn't say much else, but said bluntly: "I don't have anything to do during this time."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he came to the car on the roadside and pointed to the north of the town, "I heard that Boss Yao has a steel factory? And Boss Yao often lives in the factory?"

"Yes, yes!" Boss Yao nodded repeatedly and opened the car door for Zhang Feng.

Then he sat in the passenger seat and turned around to look at Zhang Feng.

This way Zhang Feng didn't have to look up at him.

Zhang Feng got into the car, looked at Boss Yao who was looking at him and said, "Boss Yao, don't go anywhere during this period of time."

Zhang Feng said, leaning comfortably on the back seat, "I live in the factory, and I will also go to your factory to play for a while. By the way, since Boss Yao is engaged in steel processing, let's see if you can help me build something.

thing."

"What do you want to build?" Boss Yao took a piece of paper and a pen from the front fender and acted as a draftsman himself.

"Bow and arrow." Zhang Feng asked, "Can our factory make this item?"

"I'm going to find someone to buy molds right now!" Boss Yao took out his mobile phone. It seemed that whatever model Zhang Feng wanted, he could get it.

"My bow and arrow are a bit special." Zhang Feng saw that Boss Yao was so anxious, so he made some gestures on the paper, "The arrow needs to be two feet long, with a Mitsubishi arrowhead, a blood groove, and a barb. When the finished product is made,

Like a small spear weapon."

"Okay..." Boss Yao wrote on the paper according to the specifications specified by Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng glanced at him and saw that his drawing skills were pretty good, and he was basically as good as he described.

Wait until he has finished sketching.

Zhang Feng looked at it, nodded and said: "According to these specifications, the heavier the weight, the better. Just use metal for the whole body. Once it is finished, Boss Yao won't bother Boss Yao with the rest."

"Made of pure...pure metal?" Boss Yao paused when he said this.

Because he wanted to ask whether a pure metal arrow would be a bit heavy?

And if you want to drive such arrows, what standards do you need for a bow?

But in the end he thought about it and didn't ask anything.

After all, Boss Zhang knows magic!

Maybe once these arrows get into the hands of Boss Zhang, they will turn into various 'flying arrows' on TV?

He thought to himself, not to ask too many questions or make random inquiries.

after.

Follow the car back to the steel processing factory in the north of the town.

Zhang Feng saw that this factory was located alone in a suburban area outside an abandoned field.

There are only two compacted dirt roads leading to the road outside.

I also heard from Boss Yao.

In the next few years, an industrial factory will be built on this wasteland.

A small half of this area has been booked by Boss Yao in advance.

At that time, Boss Yao will be one of the landlords in the industrial zone.

The others are Boss Ren and Brother Shan, as well as some people in the town and other places.

But now it is accompanied by the "rumbling" sound of mechanical lathes.

Wait for the car to drive into the factory.

Boss Yao ran directly to the office on the second floor. After faxing the drawings, he made another phone call to the largest mold factory in Hong Kong. He told him bluntly that the molds must be made according to the national standards on the drawings.

Not a single penny less.

After saying this, he asked the driver to drive the buns from the factory to Qincheng County, four hundred miles away.

In this way, when the mold is built, he can take the finished product over as soon as possible to see whether it is qualified or not, instead of waiting for the manufacturer to ship the product, or doing ink for a few minutes, or a day or two.

What Boss Yao wants now is to put the finished product in front of Zhang Feng as soon as possible.

When Zhang Feng saw Boss Yao busy, he sat down on the sofa and made him a drink.

It didn't take more than a few minutes.

Boss Yao is not done yet.

With the sound of 'ding ring bell' mobile phone.

Zhang Feng took out the brick phone from his pocket.

However, this is not a Big Brother, but a "compact mobile phone" released in 1994.

"Boss Zhang, are you busy?" Brother Shan's careless voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Here at Boss Yao's factory." Zhang Feng pushed a cup of tea to Boss Yao, "Brother Shan, are you coming to play? I think the place outside the factory is quite big. If you come over, bring some barbecue guys."

"Haha...Okay!" Brother Shan and Boss Ren looked at each other, then looked at the table of dishes in the private room, and said without changing their words,

"Boss Ren and I didn't eat either. By chance, Boss Zhang will wait a moment, and we'll take the guy there right away. By the way! Let the kitchen marinate the meat for barbecue first, and we'll take it over. It's still freshly killed, no.

The one with any condiments?”

"Half pickled, half freshly killed." Zhang Feng sipped the tea, and the taste of cumin barbecue could be tasted in his mouth, "No hurry. Brother Shan and Boss Ren will come over when they are not busy."

"I'll definitely be there in half an hour!" Brother Shan had already stood up and walked out the door.

Boss Ren also called and asked the kitchen to prepare various barbecue condiments.

"Slow down on the road." Zhang Feng hung up the phone as soon as he heard that lunch was in order.

Especially with this gloomy weather and slightly cold temperature.

It's really nice to have a barbecue and drink some wine with friends outdoors.

After Boss Yao saw Zhang Feng hang up the phone, he looked at Zhang Feng's somewhat outdated mobile phone and said flatteringly: "Boss Zhang, I went to the province during this period and bought a few mobile phones..."

As he spoke, he opened the locked drawer and took out the latest flip phone from 1996, which looked very fashionable.

When Zhang Feng heard this, he offered him tea and did not refuse.

And I have long wanted to change it.
Chapter completed!