Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

"Xiao Ke, no matter how hard it is, we can't let the children suffer. Besides, there are wars everywhere right now. We don't have to worry about not having a market for our canned food." Zhang Qiyuan was very good at fooling people. "Besides, we don't know when the war will end. If the canned food in our canning factory tastes better, we will sell out, and the funds will come in like a flood."

Zhang Haixiong ate the sweet and sour pork with satisfaction. Now Zhang Qiyuan's status was almost surpassing that of his biological brother.

Speaking of business, Zhang Haike said solemnly: "My original plan was to go to the fields to exchange for some start-up funds, and then develop new energy weapons."

"Now I want to talk about you. All the wealth under the ground is our Zhang family's hidden wealth. You keep trying to get it out, but one day it will all be gone." Zhang Qiyuan actually admired Zhang Haike's vision and couldn't help but persuade him, "You have to look for funds from outside. In today's world, the demand for basic materials is huge."

Zhang Haike nodded: "You can't get fat in one bite. We can open up the situation in a humble way by relying on basic supplies like canned food. I have an idea. We need to build a research institute for the reconstruction plan. It would be a bit of a waste if we only study tattoos."

Zhang Qiyuan smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"Medicines." Zhang Haike's eyes sparkled with ambition. "War brings casualties. They need lots and lots of medicines. Even in peacetime, medicines are necessities."

"It's a very strategic vision, but we don't have any core R&D personnel yet." Zhang Qiyuan approved of Zhang Haike's layout.

Zhang Haike nodded: "Don't worry, there are several students studying abroad who have chosen this major, and they will be able to help when they return to China in a few years."

Zhang Haixing suddenly said, "Um, where is our military factory?"

Zhang Qilin liked the one holding the cannon very much. He looked at Zhang Haike. Zhang Haike understood what the clan leader meant, but he felt a headache. “Let’s fire this one first. There will be something.”

Many of the Zhang family’s younger brothers are looking forward to this military factory, so how could he not do it!

It just requires careful planning.

Zhang Qiyuan smacked his lips, looking at Zhang Qilin and Zhang Haixing's enthusiasm for hot weapons, but in order to maintain the dignity of the black gold ancient sword: "I have some ideas about the military factory, but isn't our family the king of cold weapons?"

Zhang Qilin stared at Zhang Qiyuan: "The cannon is very powerful."

Zhang Qiyuan suddenly felt something was wrong. Zhang Qilin would not go downstairs and carry the cannon barrel on his back in the future. That was Fatty Wang's job. Fatty was responsible for removing the detonator, and Zhang Qilin was responsible for drawing the sword.

"It's amazing, but you have to learn to hold back. For example, if you only use 50% of your strength in one thing, you don't need to reveal too many cards." Zhang Qiyuan continued, "Just like everyone knows that you are good at cold weapons and have good skills. This is the information you show to the outside world, including the enemy. Who would know that you are a sharpshooter? Zhang Qilin, if you are in a desperate situation one day, the cards you hold back will be the key to your escape."

Zhang Qilin was silent: "Well, I understand."

Zhang Haike also agreed, but he couldn't bear to see the clan leader so pitiful, so he said: "When the military factory opens, I will send new patterns to the clan leader regularly."

Zhang Qilin was instantly happy. Although his facial expression was not obvious, people who were familiar with him could feel it.

Zhang Haike thought he was smart, but he discovered that Zhang Qiyuan's brain was even better, especially his ability to fool people, which was the real killer.

With the idea of ​​squeezing Zhang Qiyuan dry, Zhang Haike hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and continued to ask Zhang Qiyuan: "Deputy Clan Leader Zhang, regarding your thoughts on the military factory just now..."

Zhang Haike still couldn't call out Zhang Qiyuan's name.

Zhang Qiyuan didn't care about that: "You know about Fushou Cream, right?"

"This is a thing that can harm people." Zhang Haike said solemnly.

Zhang Qiyuan nodded: "You can make money from things that harm people, and don't we, the manufacturers, have the final say on which market these harmful things flow to?"

Zhang Haike understood immediately: "The one in Burma and Yunnan is pretty good, and there are jade mines there."

"This way, our company and factories will increase. You can just set up a group and establish it in the open." Zhang Qiyuan said with a little excitement, "I want to be the chairman of the group."

Zhang Haike was speechless for a long time. This was still a far-fetched thing, and Zhang Qiyuan was already happy.

Zhang Qilin also followed Mei, he looked at Zhang Haike: "Me too, Chairman."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, they are all chairmen." Zhang Haike started to make his own calculations. They were directors, and he was the president and CEO.

Later, Zhang Haike wanted to travel through time and go back to the past. He slapped Zhang Haike hard in the face. What the hell is that CEO? That's a cow or a horse! A high-class cow or a horse!!!