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Chapter 307 What are you going to do, pretend to be a goldfish with puffy eyes, right? (Third watch arrives!)
Chapter 305

Yes, perhaps this printing technology is just a small business in the eyes of most people who have not set foot in this industry. Those who graduate and study are all high-ranking scholars, and their purchasing power is also dominated by this class.

But only after getting deep into this industry, Wang Yang realized that this industry is completely a profiteering industry, especially after the advent of movable type printing, it definitely greatly reduced the cost of printing books, not only manpower and Material resources, and more importantly, time.

This naturally makes the original profiteering industry suddenly become more profitable. Wang Yang is very clear that no matter what era or region, businessmen will always have risk-takers.

Capital has been bloody from the first day it was born, and when the profit exceeds [-]%, it will expose the ugliness and greed deep in people's hearts.

Chen Jie's reminder was truly a wake-up call. Wang Yang ignored the crowd and bowed apologetically to everyone before walking away quickly.

"He is..." Zhao Ji looked at Wang Yang's figure walking away with a dazed expression, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Presumably he should be doing what he should do. After all, if the Yuanyou printing technique he created is as miraculous as His Royal Highness Duan Wang said, then I really don't know how many people will play this Yuanyou's idea of ​​printing." Gao Qiu then nodded slowly.

Li Bai, who wanted to ask about Yuanyou's printing technique before, touched his nose in embarrassment, but now he understood that his previous question could easily cause the merchant's taboo.

Confidentiality is very important, but in this era of lack of confidentiality regulations and systems, it is difficult to keep secrets, and more depends on personal consciousness and self-discipline.

But Wang Yang was different. He didn't think that self-awareness could solve all problems. After rushing to the printing workshop, he called all the craftsmen to him, and after an in-depth discussion, he signed a non-disclosure agreement with them.

After signing, each person can get two more confidentiality fees every month. Of course, if it is leaked, then it must be compensated by a hundred times the amount, and the losses caused by it must also be compensated.

Since they were able to get more wages every month, the five employees of the printing workshop were naturally very satisfied and promised Wang Yang that they would not reveal a single word.

Wang Yang even took down the plaque "Wushan Printing Bookshop" which had been up for a few days.Hmm...Be low-key and do things high-key.

From the very beginning, Wang Yang was also on guard. For example, only the graduate and old man Zhao knew about movable type, and every time the plate was changed, it was only these two who handled it. No one else had seen them engraving movable type. I have never seen a single one, but I can only see the entire font after it has been glued together.

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Inside the Yihong Building, Wang Yang looked at the fifty or so brothers he knew well. These guys could be said to be the security guards of the Yihong Building who were transferred by Wang Dacai to Lao Tzu. There is absolutely nothing to say about Wang Dacai's loyalty and obedience.

However, both the old building and the new building of Yihong Building need people. In addition, although Wang Yang himself currently has no other industries except the small printing workshop, the manpower he needs at this stage is not too much. .

Looking at these enthusiastic faces, Wang Yang knew in his heart that these guys also knew what he was coming here for.

"Everyone must know that I may have to move out to live, and if I win the election in the future, it will be even more inconvenient to stay here for a long time."

"Of course, I will definitely come to visit the brothers often, but now I have one thing to ask for your help, that is, Wang needs some people to stay with me..."

As soon as this remark came out, the place below exploded as if it had jumped into a weasel's chicken coop.

"Brother, I, take me away, brother, I can fight, and I listen to you..."

"And me, Brother Wang, I also want to go with you to eat delicious and spicy food."

"Don't you fucking push me, brother, pick me, I'll be with you..."

Seeing the security guards of Yihonglou who almost fought for the quota, Uncle Wang slapped the case table with a dark face. "Shut the fuck up!"

The prestige of the big brother Wang Yang was shocked. Of course, the younger ones didn't dare to say anything, but they all looked at Wang Yang helplessly, for fear that Wang Yang would not want to pick on him.

This made Wang Yang feel a headache. Picking anyone or not picking someone else would easily hurt people's hearts. What should I do if it is swollen?Just when Uncle Wang was struggling, Li Shishi, who had been squatting beside Wang Yang, blinked his eyes, and whispered something in Wang Yang's ear.

Wang Dacai couldn't help his eyes light up, he coughed twice, and nodded slightly towards Li Shishi very old. "Go, bring 25 pairs of chopsticks."

"Brother, I'll go get it!" Naturally, a younger brother volunteered to get 25 pairs of chopsticks. Give Mohei.

"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, if Wang chooses it, it will easily hurt everyone's hearts. In this case, then we will all rely on luck, but whoever draws the black chopsticks will continue to follow me. The drawn brothers..."

"No problem, according to luck, if we can follow the young master, it is our luck. We cannot follow the young master, but we are not lucky enough." This approach immediately won the support of the vast majority of people.

Whether you can go or not depends only on luck, so naturally no one has anything to say.After a short time, the lottery began, and ten lucky ones were drawn out very quickly. Although the others were lost, they were all gangsters anyway, so they wouldn't cry.

Wang Po and Wang Yang naturally made a contract with those guys.However, he saw that he actually had eleven contracts in his hand.

And more importantly, one of them was actually the one that Wang Yang was forced to sign when he traveled to the beginning of the Song Dynasty.

"Wang Po, what do you mean?" Wang Yang stared blankly at the contract of sale that he had signed and pledged, his head felt hot, and he rolled his eyelids and looked towards Wang Po.

Seeing Wang Yang's appearance of being ready to get angry if he didn't agree with each other, Wang Po couldn't help being furious, and her eyes widened. "Oh, you brat, you're really a donkey for your good intentions, aren't you?"

"Mother! Can you just say a few words less?" Liu Yiyi called Po Wang softly, then turned around to stop Wang Yang's unfriendly gaze, and said angrily with a half-smile. "Cousin Wang, what are you doing, pretending to be a goldfish with bulging eyes?"

Before Wang Yang could speak, Liu Yiyi pulled out the deed of sale, shook it at Wang Yang, and explained softly. "This deed of sale has already been voided when I registered for you. It's my slave's idea to keep it. It just happens to be handed back to you today, just because I'm worried about you thinking about it..."

Wang Yang looked at Po Wang with a face full of astonishment, and then his eyes fell on Liu Yiyi who was in front of him, and his voice couldn't help but lowered a lot. "Why didn't you say it then?"

(End of this chapter)