Seeing that the boss seemed to have something to say, Chow Tai Fook's eyes turned cleverly and he diligently moved Zhu Tian a chair from behind the counter.
Chu Zhaonan glanced at him, then curled his lips and looked away. The two of them had been having fun a month ago. But now that they were working together, there seemed to be no chance for revenge.
Wu Qiang kept holding his wife's hand and stood silently aside.
"I will briefly explain the arrangements. Just listen and then go ahead and do it." Zhu Tian was not polite and sat on the chair.
"Wu Qiang, take your wife back to the base first, and then join the militia on standby."
"clear."
"Chu Zhaonan, you should be familiar with helicopters. You can go to the market to find out what is needed for maintenance and just buy it. Then, take her back." Zhu Tian pointed at the unconscious Zhou Lu.
"No problem. But I'm penniless now." Chu Zhaonan said helplessly, spreading his hands.
Zhu Tian directly took out two energy crystal blocks worth one hundred energy points from his pocket, threw them directly into his arms under his surprised gaze, and then clapped his hands.
"Okay, let's go take action?"
The four people left quickly, leaving Chow Tai Fook standing there at a loss.
Chow Tai Fook also interpreted the word "dogleg" to the extreme. When Zhu Tian didn't say anything, he took the initiative to step forward and asked tentatively with a smile on his face: "Boss? What about me?"
"I heard that you used to be stationed at Tianyuan Base when you were working for the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group. So you should be very familiar with this area?" Zhu Tian leaned on the chair, crossed his fingers, and looked at Chow Tai Fook with a smile.
"Hehe, of course. Whatever the boss wants to know, just ask me." Chow Tai Fook said, patting his chest and confirming.
"Do you know the human trafficker?"
Hearing this, Chow Dafu nodded quickly and said enthusiastically: "I know, I know! There is a slave trader in Ma'anshan who is stationed at Tianyuan Base, and there are also clones from the 050 Refuge. The sales here are also good. But because of the output
The problem is that you need to place an order in advance, but the best thing is that they are all original goods!”
"What are you thinking about? What kind of original product is not original?" Zhu Tian laughed and scolded: "I don't drive that kind of thing."
"Hehe, but boss, if you want, you can go to the Xinrui Hotel to play. The newly manufactured clones are like inflatable dolls. After training, they will be more..." Chow Tai Fook smiled very lewdly.
"Okay, let's talk business with you." Zhu Tian frowned, interrupting Chow Tai Fook's flattery.
"Yes. Yes!" Chow Dafu bent down and nodded repeatedly!
"Contact the human trafficker. The base needs about 200 more people. What's the best price?"
Chow Tai Fook hesitated for a moment, and then said after thinking for a moment: "If it is an ordinary slave trader, 10 energy points are enough. If it is a product from Zero-50 Shelter, it will take about 20 energy points. Considering the recent market conditions in Tianyuan Base,
The price of population could double."
"It doesn't matter, just contact us. Transportation is inconvenient in winter, so you place the order first, and it won't be too late to ship it over next year. Keep the price as low as possible. It's time to test your skills."
Chow Tai Fook chuckled. He patted his chest confidently and said, "Don't worry, boss! I'll take care of this."
Now that the population matters have been dealt with, it’s time to discuss how to utilize this store.
"What do you think would be a better use for this store?" Zhu Tian looked at the decoration of the store and asked aloud.
After listening to the boss's words, Chow Chow Tai Fook rolled his eyes, rubbed his bald head and smiled: "It depends on what the boss is doing. If it is to make money, opening a food store will definitely make money."
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Tian shook his head and said: "The food store cannot do it. The food business of Tianyuan Base has been handed over to Zhao Tianqiang."
The Ming Dynasty Survivor Base needs an ally, so it is necessary to give up part of the profits. From the current point of view, Zhao Tianqiang is quite kind in his work. The benefits from maintaining cooperation are definitely more than from a mere food store.
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Moreover, this store is really useless for making money. Apart from food, the Daming Survivor Base has nothing to offer that can attract people from the Tianyuan Base to buy it.
In addition to energy points, what Zhu Tian needs more is information!
This investment in the bank made him realize the importance of gathering intelligence. If Zhao Tianqiang had not disclosed to him the bank's investment project, he might have missed out on this business with a profit of more than 100,000 energy points.
After all, it can be said that he has no eyes at all at Tianyuan Base. He can only rely on Zhao Tianqiang's notification of anything that happens. But it is really not a wise move to hand over your eyes to others.
As the Ming Dynasty survivor base grew, he had to worry about more things.
"I need you to collect intelligence for me here and record all the information you think is valuable. You have done this for the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group before, so you should be familiar with this aspect of work."
When Chow Dafu heard this, a proud smile flashed across his face, and he immediately said with a smile: "Of course, boss, I am the best at this aspect. When I worked for the mercenary group in the past, I spent every day in pubs and official
Acquisition center, record the information of the fat sheep and send it back. We can definitely open our own tavern, there is nothing better than alcohol to make people speak the truth."
"Tavern?" Zhu Tian was stunned and looked at him with a strange expression: "Is there a pub in Tianyuan Base?"
Ming Ming Lian Brewing
There is no food, but there is still a tavern?
"Hey, they are all industrial synthetic wines that have been treated to remove methanol. Drinking a small amount is harmless."
Can you drink industrial alcohol? Damn it, the drunkards in this post-apocalyptic world are quite hardworking.
But speaking of it, he actually forgot that selling wine is also a way to make money, and it might be even more popular than the food business!
"I'll leave the tavern to you. Please hire someone to renovate this place. Once the decoration is complete, send me a message. You don't have to worry about the wine. I will take care of it."
I wonder if those drunkards will overwhelm the entire pub when they smell the aroma of beer, white wine, or red wine. The more Zhu Tian thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, and the smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger.
Wine may be a rarity in the apocalypse when food is scarce, but in this world it is a rarity! You can buy a few kilograms of it in any supermarket.
Chow Tai Fook was secretly happy to see his boss in a good mood. After all, his future was tied to Zhu Tian. If Zhu Tian was satisfied, he would have a good life.
"Yes! My boss." Chow Tai Fook bowed exaggeratedly and said respectfully.
At the corner of the market, a piece of rotten wood hangs diagonally at the door, with a few large characters crookedly carved on it with a dagger - Tough Guy Tavern.
This is the tavern that Chow Tai Fook mentioned was opened in Tianyuan Base. From what he said, this is one of the most interesting places in Tianyuan Base.
After instructing Chow Tai Fook to handle the decoration matters, Zhu Tian came here alone. Since he didn't know much about the tastes of the people here, he needed to do a simple "market survey". And the best way to conduct the survey was naturally to come in person.
Have a couple of drinks here.
Although the decoration here is not very bright, there are surprisingly many guests coming and going.
A strange man in a large trench coat sat at a table near the door, drinking a somewhat pungent wine alone. A young man with a red scarf on his head stepped on a stool, holding a cigarette in his mouth and dealing cards to the table in a dazed manner.
The onlookers include loners, wandering gangsters, and hunters, a profession that has only recently emerged in this area. Women in scantily clad clothes swaying under the lights leaned against the bar, waiting for tonight's prey to take the bait. Black market traders.
Hiding in the shadows, selling "harmless" gadgets...
The air in the entire tavern was very turbid and the environment was very noisy. This was Zhu Tian's first reaction when he stepped into this space.
It was probably not an illusion. When his feet stepped on the dry wooden floor, he felt at least ten eyes turned towards him.
Some are friendly, but most of them are unfriendly.
After a slight pause, Zhu Tian continued to walk forward and went straight to the bar.
"Won't you buy me a drink? Handsome man." A woman with heavy makeup leaned against the bar and showed him a bright smile.