Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chen Cong yawned, looking a little tired: "I'm tired, you should leave quickly. Talking to you is really a waste of my brain, I need to have a good rest."

Chen Xiaojun scratched his head and said with a smile: "No, I have something else to discuss with you two elders."

Chen Cong sighed helplessly and said, "No, why do you have so many things to do? Tell me, tell me all at once, don't bring up one more thing at a time."

Chen Menglin also curled his lips and said, "Isn't this another mess?"

Chen Xiaojun quickly waved his hands and said, "No, it's Uncle Ma Zhibin. He wants his son Ma Wencai to become my follower."

Chen Menglin widened his eyes and asked, "How can he be so embarrassed as to do this?"

Chen Xiaojun chuckled and said, "Look at what you said. Uncle Ma has always been very low-key. For the sake of his son, he doesn't care about face or not."

Chen Cong frowned and asked, "What's the reason?"

Chen Xiaojun said seriously: "First, I once said that Ma Wencai's mutant martial soul, Sunlight Pheasant, still has room for improvement and may reach the level of top martial souls; second, he has no money and no resources, and it is not enough to train Ma Wencai to a high level quickly; third, Ma Wencai is not the main branch of the Ma family, Uncle Ma can make the decision to let him follow me, which is also a good way out for him."

Chen Menglin scratched his head and said, "What top-level martial spirit can chickens evolve into? I've never heard of it."

Chen Cong also showed a puzzled look and asked, "Can Ma Wencai's Sunlight Pheasant really evolve into a top-level martial spirit?"

Chen Xiaojun shrugged and said, "I'm not sure, but let's give it a try. There are still chicken-like beasts in the universe. Maybe Ma Wencai will awaken and evolve one of them."

Chen Menglin was a little dazed and said, "Chicken-like mythical beast? I've never heard of this."

Chen Xiaojun laughed and said, "Rabbits have the top-level mythical beast Taiyin Jade Rabbit. Horses and cows also have mythical beasts. Why don't chickens have any?"

Looking back to previous lives, the celestial chicken, the far-flying chicken, the double-headed bird, etc. were all famous mythical beasts!

Chen Menglin shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, you have the final say."

Chen Cong pondered for a while and said, "But is he sure you have the resources to train Ma Wencai?"

Chen Xiaojun nodded and said, "Ma Liang and his men hang out with us every day. Ma Liang is Lao Wu's cousin. They know that we have some Heavenly Gangs and Earthly Fiends. It's possible."

Chen Menglin scolded with a playful smile: "Ma Zhibin is a cunning guy with eyes like an eagle. He may be able to find some clues."

Chen Cong nodded, his expression solemn, and said: "Well, he may know that our Chen family has a plan to cultivate new stars, but he certainly can't figure out the specific content."

Chen Xiaojun chuckled and said cunningly: "This does not prevent Uncle Ma from entrusting Ma Wencai to us. It's like borrowing chickens to lay eggs."

"He definitely doesn't want Ma Wencai to end up being mediocre, and wants to do justice to his deceased aunt."

"I can understand this thought."

Chen Menglin snorted and said with emotion: "This kid is a good father, a passionate one!"

Chen Cong looked at Chen Xiaojun and asked, "What do you think? How do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Chen Xiaojun thought about it, and said seriously, "It is possible to collect it, but whether to include it in the Tiangang Disha is another matter."

"You can't just enter the Tiangang Disha easily. You need to have extraordinary skills and qualifications."

"However, given the relationship between our two families, if we don't train him well, it would be better not to take him in."

"So let's wait and see if Marvin can break through to the top level of his martial spirit. If he can't, everything will be in vain."

Chen Cong nodded and said, "Okay, since you know the situation, just take charge of it."

Chen Menglin said seriously at this time: "I have something here too. Yan Feng came to tell me just now that there was news from Yunxiao that the military market on the top of the mountain, the Tianlang Forging Market, lost more than 1000 million military supplies, and we have to bear half of it."

"There are also several secondary markets on the mountainside that have suffered even more severe losses. The total loss of supplies and compensation is at least more than 2000 million."

He paused, then continued, "Just now you provided relief and donations to Chang'an College, and also built a camp for free. It must be 500 million."

"Adding the 3000- million that I gave to Zhuo Qianren, this amount of over million was spent."

Chen Menglin sighed and continued, "Last year, our family was considered good, with a surplus of more than 3000 million, and it was all gone in an instant."

“Add to that the Sunset Red and Rising Star Projects, and you might end up losing a lot.”

Chen Xiaojun smiled and consoled him, "Third Uncle, don't think so."

"It's a good thing for money to flow, and your calculation is wrong."

"What we gave to Mr. Zhuo and the Sunset Red and New Star Projects were all material resources, which are different from working capital."

"They are our long-term investments and cannot be counted in the short-term accounts."

(PS: These two plans are kept in a separate secret account book and are not counted in the personnel expenditures of previous years)

He went on to say, “Besides, the money is easy to make.”

Please...you...collect_6191 book 1 bar (six \\\n\\\\book\\\\bar!)

"This year, our filling machines for Binghuoduotian have been upgraded a lot. We can make a lot of money back by auctioning two or three provincial and national quotas next year."

"We also have several flagship products, including the Chang'an Golden Week, which are developing rapidly. These are our cash cows."

Chen Xiaojun is so confident because the foundation has been laid in previous years, the brand and reputation of the products have been established, and most importantly, these are monopoly products!

Chen Menglin's brows relaxed a little after hearing this, but he still reminded her: "Anyway, you are the Minister of Economic Management, so you have the final say in this matter."

"But you have to leave us some extra money so that we don't run out of money when the time comes."

Chen Menglin was used to living a hard life, especially after the last catastrophe, the Chen family's income dropped significantly.

At that time, they were middle-aged and had been tightening their belts for decades.

Chen Xiaojun smiled and nodded, assuring, "Understood, understood. Don't worry, Third Uncle, I will keep an eye on this reserve fund."

Chen Xiaojun then asked, "By the way, what are the casualties among the craftsmen in the Tianlang Market?"

Chen Menglin said in a deep voice: "The military support was relatively fast. Because the craftsmen on the top of the mountain were not completely attacked, there were few casualties."

"There were quite a few casualties on the mountainside, and the losses at the foot of the mountain were even more severe. It is said that the total loss of craftsmen was two to three hundred."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaojun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this number is not small, it is still less than previously expected, which is a blessing in disguise.

Chen Menglin added: "By the way, more than a hundred of our Jinyiwei stationed there were also killed or injured. This is also a considerable amount of compensation."

Chen Cong asked with concern: "What about Ma Zhaoyang? How is he?"

Chen Menglin replied: "He fought with the Wolf Bandit Lord, but before the winner was decided, the Wolf Bandits retreated."

"They both suffered minor injuries, but it shouldn't be serious."

Chen Cong coughed a few times and nodded, "That's good. Let Yun Xiao handle the rest."