Facing the power of nature, human beings are really insignificant. Even a heavy rain is enough to paralyze most of the work in Hanfeng City.
Zhou Qingfeng remembered this rain. He had experienced this heavy rain that lasted for several days when he entered Hanfeng City for the 'first time'.
The Craftsman District, which has a population of tens of thousands, is actually the sewage discharge place for the entire Cold Wind City. The dignitaries live in the highlands to the north, and all rainwater and sewage are discharged to the south. A slight rain can cause disaster.
Poor urban construction has caused the entire city to be soaked in mud. Even those at the top have a lot of inconveniences when facing heavy rains. As for the people at the bottom, they are even more affected by the disaster. It is good to be alive, let alone going out for action.
Entering the Cold Wind City for the 'first time', Zhou Qingfeng served as a voluntary security guard in the city while searching for ancient fragments. He went around killing and killing the city's foxes and rats, sending them to hell.
Entering Cold Wind City for the 'second time', the construction of the 'Harmony Warehouse' began. Zhou Qingfeng spent more time on the layout, and did not give up on investigating the villains and scum in the city. He just planned to take a gamble and clean up and monitor before it rained.
The eyeliner of the hall.
After the clean-up, there was heavy rain for several days, which was enough to create great difficulties for anyone who wanted to take action, so they had to keep a cool head.
When the rain stopped a little the next day, the situation was exactly as Zhou Qingfeng expected.
He did not reveal his identity during the cleanup process, and he killed some city foxes and rats with no status. Compared with the city-wide chaos caused by the 'first' killing of evil insects for sacrifice, this time, whether it was the Supervision Office or the city's dignitaries,
There seemed to be no response at all.
Regardless of whether it was true or false, Zhou Qingfeng's goal was achieved. The information source for the upper class in Hanfeng City facing the lower class of society was cut off, which made it easier for him to make hidden arrangements.
However, a rain came, and the construction site of Harmony Warehouse was also ruined. Zhou Qingfeng was wearing a raincoat and rain boots, but it was difficult to move, and his men lacked suitable rain gear. Many coolies were soaked like drowned rats, and the pits dug at the construction site were filled with water.
Hey, stop working.
Find a way to build a simple shack and rest.
Zhou Qingfeng evacuated all the people he hired to Fabbro's manor outside the city. In addition to paying Adrian to build his own information network in the city, he could only wait boredly for the rain to stop while his attention turned again.
The development of the real world is much better than that of the other world.
It’s not a small thing, it’s a big thing!
In early February of 1991, Zhou Qingfeng returned to Tianyang from HK, preparing to celebrate the New Year at home. He sold a large, single-family house in the suburbs of Tianyang. It looked rustic, but he asked the tree spirit Irene to plant more flowers and plants.
Fruits and vegetables.
The inside is made like a fairyland.
When you push the door open, you will see the sky is high and the clouds are vast, and you will see a large garden full of colorful flowers. A big tree rises to the sky, and under the shade are lush flowers, plants and shrubs.
Chickadees chirped in the treetops, squirrels walked through the branches, and the air was fresh with rain.
If you take a closer look, you will see that the big garden is actually a small floating island. A rainbow hangs in the sky in the distance, with mountain springs tinkling and streams gushing on the island. Under the big trees are bushes full of rosemary, and a beautiful building
The cabin is among them.
The warm sun shines and the breeze blows gently. The spirit slave transforms into a beautiful girl, wrapped in light gauze, waiting in the flowers like smoke and mist. This is a fantasy psychedelic decoration, a home built by the strange maids.
If you get tired of floating gardens, there are also various decorative styles such as sea views and beaches, wilderness deserts, mountains and bamboo forests, future cities, etc. that you can change at any time. Although you know that most of the scenery is an illusion, it is still refreshing to be in it.
Zhou Qingfeng was in the garden, surrounded by strange maids waiting on him, living a good life with clothes on hand and food on hand. It would be New Year's Eve in a week, and a call came to his 'big brother'.
After the call was connected, there was a trembling Cantonese greeting, "Big..., big brother. I wish you a good year!"
Who is this?
I thought about it for two seconds.
Oh..., he's the leader of the gang from HK.
The Cantonese voice introduced himself, and Zhou Qingfeng also hummed a few times. The other party said a few words tactfully before revealing the purpose of the call, "Boss, the first volume of 'The Widow' is all sold out. The market response is strong."
Hmm..., as expected.
‘Salt and wet’ is a thing that exists all over the world. Don’t underestimate it, the market is huge.
The Cantonese voice continued: "It's the Chinese New Year, and there are a lot of New Year's goods. Adults and children are willing to spend money, and the business of our night market is also very hot. I wonder if the boss wants to make more money? Can I take the opportunity to make some money?
Wave?"
Um.......?
Zhou Qingfeng's mind turned around, and he had to admit that the intention of the call was good. The Chinese New Year is a good time to do business. New Year's goods are easy to understand, including super-killing comics.
The young one’s favorite.
"Boss, we sent the first volume to many friends in Japan, Singapore, and Southeast Asia. Everyone is very interested when they see the sales situation in Hong Kong.
Someone has already offered to underwrite 10,000 copies. We also want to have a happy New Year, and it’s not just before the Chinese New Year. It’s a good day for sales before the Lantern Festival. Boss, look at this situation..."
"It goes without saying." Zhou Qingfeng already understood and said decisively: "Celebrating the New Year, making money is the best way to celebrate the New Year. You prepare the money, and I will print tens of thousands of copies right away. I guarantee that everyone will have a good New Year."
After hanging up the phone with HK, he immediately called the city printing factory.
The printing factory was putting on lights and decorations to prepare for the vacation. The factory director held a meeting to make the year-end summary. At the meeting, he happily distributed red envelopes to the employees. Everyone was able to carry away a large piece of plump pork on the spot, smiling from ear to ear.
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The factory has been cleaned and the equipment has been shut down for maintenance. Except for arranging for some employees to ensure the printing of newspapers and periodicals during the Spring Festival, everyone else can go home happily.
But the meeting was almost over, and the secretary from the factory office hurried into the venue, jumped onto the podium, and pulled the factory director to whisper several words.
The factory leaders were all sitting on the podium and had been wasting several hours taking turns speaking. The workers in the audience were impatiently waiting for the meeting to end and go home.
This sudden scene frightened everyone. After listening to the secretary's words, the factory director turned around and exclaimed: "How many do you want to print?"
"One hundred thousand copies." the secretary whispered.
"One hundred thousand? Zhou is joking." The factory director hesitated, "This is too much, and the time is too tight. It's the Chinese New Year, and we are all meeting to prepare for the holiday."
The secretary replied: "President Zhou said that this time the time is tight and the task is urgent. But he is willing to pay all in foreign exchange cash and pay 50% of the payment in advance. If Tianyang Printing Factory can't handle it, he can only find it.
Factories in other cities.”
The factory director immediately grabbed the secretary's hand and said, "Immediately tell Mr. Zhou that Tianyang Printing Factory is absolutely reliable at critical moments. We will immediately give full play to the leading role of leading cadres. Let alone one hundred thousand, one million copies will be printed for him."
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You have to win the foreign exchange business!
There is so much money here, who wants to spend their precious time celebrating the holidays?
"Comrades, I have good news for you. We have just received a foreign trade order for 100,000 copies. Today was supposed to be a holiday, but the New Year is too vulgar. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to join in the cause of building the motherland?"
When the factory leaders on the rostrum heard that there were orders for 100,000 copies, they were all excited. All were settled in cash in foreign exchange, and 50% of the purchase price was paid in advance. These conditions were unheard of and impossible to resist.
There was originally going to be a holiday, but in a blink of an eye, the entire factory was mobilized. The factory director gritted his teeth and paid three times the overtime pay, working in 24-hour shifts, with people and machines not taking a break. He had to print out these 100,000 copies no matter what.