Cultivation in the city

"Have the things been delivered to the Sun family?" Duan Xiaolou asked.

Because I feel that the reason why I can think of making beauty products is due to Sun Li, so when Yulu is ready, Duan Xiaolou has always hoped to send a bottle to Sun's family.

Naturally, the ability group is in favor of this.

Therefore, Duan Xiaolou came up with the idea, and the rest of the work was handed over to the ability team. From the planning of the opening event, to the role of the enthusiastic elder sister, the ability person who took the position and wished for the star, everything was taken care of by the ability team.

Afterwards, Duan Xiaolou, the hands-off shopkeeper, was satisfied with the result.

But even so, Chen Yan still felt that Duan Xiaolou had put too much thought into this matter. Recently, his desire to monopolize Duan Xiaolou became more and more obvious.

This desire for exclusiveness does not mean sticking together all the time, but an idea that Duan Xiaolou wants to devote more energy to him besides his family and inventions.

"It's delivered. It is said that the other party has already started using it, and it is beginning to bear fruit." Although he was not happy, Chen Yan still told the truth, so as not to worry Duan Xiaolou even more.

Duan Xiaolou nodded, indicating that he knew, and the matter was over.

"Zi Ninglu's feedback is not bad, and Yulu is actually very good, but after all, the audience is too narrow, and the performance is not obvious." Chen Yan decided to divert Duan Xiaolou's attention. Although the meaning of doing so is not great, it is selfish. After Duan Xiaolou asked about irrelevant women, he hoped that he could attract the other's attention.

"Really? What kind of feedback?" Duan Xiaolou was really interested in this. Anyway, it is his own research result. It is normal to want to know how his invention is viewed in others' minds.

Chen Yan took out a folder, looked at the feedback sent to him by the market research team, picked up a few well-written ones, and read them out: "Like this customer named Momo said, 'My face was always greasy before. , so I developed a lot of closed acne'...What is closed acne? Forget it, don't worry about it,'Since using your products, my face is as smooth as an egg, it is really super smooth and super hydrated! Thank you Xinglintang , I love you guys!' And this, it says 'Although I can't afford Yulu—it's said that I can't afford it, but I personally think that purple gel has a good effect on scars. I hope that other people who suffer from scars like me Girl, try the purple gel, you will definitely get unexpected results.'”

Duan Xiaolou listened to Chen Yanji's flat tone with no emotion at all, and read these passionate letters, no matter how cute the contrast was.

"Haha, little Huomiao, you are so funny. Besides these good comments? There should be negative comments too?" Duan Xiaolou said seriously after laughing.

"Of course." Chen Yan nodded and said, "Some people question the authenticity of these comments on the Internet, and some even say that after using our products, there are large areas of redness and swelling, which is almost disfigured. But you don't have to worry. Defamation, I have contacted our legal team to formally initiate a lawsuit against the other party."

"Hey, when did we have a lawyer team?" Duan Xiaolou asked a little strangely.

"The newly established one was worried about encountering such problems, so I asked Li Shu to help us set up one." Chen Yan explained.

Duan Xiaolou nodded knowingly. Sure enough, it is the most reassuring thing to leave things to Chen Yan!

"What do you want to do next?" Chen Yan asked.

"The wound medicine was made according to the agreement between us and the ability group. Doesn't it mean that the trial planting of Jin Lingcao has been successful? Finally, we can let it go." Duan Xiaolou said while laying out various materials needed before the experiment.

Chen Yan has seen a lot, and knows how his things are arranged according to the rules, so he went over to help.

At first, Duan Xiaolou was a little worried that Chen Yan's habits were different from his, and that the placement of it would make it difficult for him to use it smoothly, but the other party actually completely remembered his habits, so the placement should not be too suitable for him!

After Chen Yan put away the things, Duan Xiaolou's preparations were also completed, and the efficiency was greatly improved compared to before, which made Duan Xiaolou very happy.

Duan Xiaolou didn't think about other things at work, but fortunately, Chen Yan was used to this state, and he was very comfortable practicing and reading by himself.

The atmosphere between the two was light and warm, but the ability group had already exploded the pot for the huge benefits brought by Xinglintang.

Originally, the eyes of the ability group were mainly focused on the wound medicine that Duan Xiaolou had not yet developed, and they agreed to Chen Yan's request, but they did not take the benefits of Xinglintang into consideration.But they didn't expect Xinglintang to give them such a big surprise.

Most people are very satisfied with this, but there are always people who feel dissatisfied, and this is not a minority.

Qi City, the headquarters of the ability group.

Compared with the scientific and technological underground headquarters of the headquarters of the ability group in Zhongzhou City, this place looks more like a residential building.

The two courtyards with four entrances are connected together, and there is a signboard of a certain calligraphy and painting association outside, so it is not surprising that people often come in and out.

The innermost part of the courtyard is a private residence. Usually there is no major event, and the people below will not disturb it.However, there have been a lot of people coming to visit recently, which made the old man feel very annoying, so he simply hung a sign outside his small courtyard, which read: Questions about Xinglin Hall will not be accepted.

At this time, in this quiet small courtyard, an old man with white beard and hair was sitting on one side of the chessboard, holding a white piece, and opposite him was a young man in a white robe, holding a black piece in his hand.

A middle-aged man wearing tortoiseshell glasses was sitting next to the two of them.

"Zeng Ping." The old man suddenly called out.

The middle-aged man looked at the old man with a questioning look on his face.

"Do you know why I called you here today?" the old man asked suddenly.

Zeng Ping shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

"Did you see the sign on the door?" the old man asked again.

This time, Zeng Ping nodded.

"You didn't do as well as Zeng Fan did in this matter." The old man sighed, but there was no accusation in his tone.

Zeng Ping pursed his lips, without any excuse.

"I know that you are protecting Xinglintang, and you are also protecting Zeng Fan, but in the end, your methods are a little weaker."

Zeng Ping's expression of humility and resignation made the old man feel embarrassed to keep his mouth shut.

"Zeng Fan's side was the most noisy at the beginning, but look now, is there anyone who dares to jump around? On the other hand, Qishi's side, who had nothing to do at first, just got into trouble. Hmph, it's hard to put it bluntly. What does Xinglintang in Zhongzhou have to do with this group of people? Does it have anything to do with it?" At the end of the speech, the old man finally got rid of his image of immortality and revealed an angry face.

"Master, don't worry, I will handle this matter well," Zeng Ping said.

The old man waved his hand and said, "I believe you can handle it well, just complaining, the current supernatural beings are really getting worse and worse, their ability is not very good, but there are quite a lot of crooked thoughts."

In the middle of speaking, as if thinking of something, he added: "Oh, except for the newly recruited Duan Xiaolou and Chen Yan."

Probably because he was used to his master's strange way of speaking, Zeng Ping said with an unchanged expression: "I will deal with these problems slowly, don't worry."

The old man nodded and comforted him: "I believe in your ability, but you are a little too gentle. But this is not a bad thing, as long as you understand it in your heart, you should be careful, and don't let others control you."

Zeng Ping nodded, the face with glasses looked very serious.

He and Zeng Fan are [-]% similar in appearance, but appear to be more refined. No matter in terms of appearance or name, it is not difficult to see the blood relationship between them.

After finishing talking with his master, Zeng Fan withdrew from there.

Zeng Ping's master has lived in the headquarters of the ability group for many years. No one knows how long, because the headquarters of the ability group is located in his teacher's private courtyard. Before the establishment of the ability group, his teacher No one knows about his past.And no one knows how old his teacher is, because when the first batch of supernatural beings saw his teacher, his teacher has already looked like this, and there has been no change for so many years.

It's been a long time since Zeng Ping's master has asked about the affairs of the ability group, especially the affairs of Qi City, which have almost been left to Zeng Ping to take care of them.If he hadn't been really disturbed this time, he probably wouldn't have taken the initiative to invite Zeng Ping to talk.

When Zeng Ping came out of the innermost courtyard, he immediately changed his modesty and regained his unique sharpness.

In fact, those who coveted Xinglintang had already taken action, but in order not to startle the snake, he deliberately waited a few days longer, but he didn't expect those people to see that he couldn't do anything here, and turned to bother his master instead.

Thinking of this, Zeng Ping was inexplicably angry.

It wasn't because he was reprimanded by his master, but because he found that those jumping clowns dared to jump over him and harass his master. This made Zeng Ping, who was used to taking everything under his control, very unhappy.

"Zhou Ping, write down those who disturb the master, let's deal with them one by one." Zeng Ping suddenly said to the empty corner.

From the corner, a black figure suddenly appeared.

"Yes, don't worry, I'll do it right away." Soi Ying rushed back after speaking.

This is Zeng Ping's most trusted shadow guard, because they have worked together for many years, it is more appropriate to say that they are brothers rather than subordinates.

He couldn't be more relieved to leave the matter to Zhou Ping.What's more, Zhou Ping is very clear about what he thinks in his heart. If the matter is in his hands, he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

After explaining the matter, Zeng Ping picked up the phone again and sent a text message to Zeng Fan.

"The overall situation has been decided, remember to share half of the healing medicine with me."

The reply over there was very fast, but unfortunately the text message only replied with two words - "Dream!"

Zeng Ping put away his mobile phone, smiled nonchalantly, and whispered, "There really is no brotherly love!"

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