The entire company has been spending money, and Cheng Xue is really eager to make money.

Moreover, he was too afraid that Yang Tianming would come up with some weird requests later, so he decided to change the topic as soon as possible.

"Make money, there's no hurry to talk about it when you go back." Yang Tianming said.

Cheng Xue was speechless.

That's right, the boss is not in a hurry.

The boss is not in a hurry, but he is in a hurry!

After leaving the experimental base and returning to the company headquarters, all the girls knew that Yang Tianming had something to do, so they returned to the hotel first.

Cheng Xue quickly invited Yang Tianming into his office, then locked the door, and waited for the boss to introduce the money-making project.

"Let's talk about artificial spiritual power projects first." Yang Tianming spoke as soon as he sat down.

Cheng Xue almost vomited blood.

I really don’t want to talk about which one, the boss will talk about which one.

For Yang Tianming, the artificial spiritual power project is the key among the keys, the first and most critical step in the innovation of the Taoist world.

As for making money...it's completely easy.

"Yeah, boss, you said." Cheng Xue said helplessly.

Yang Tianming said: "The artificial spiritual power project has made such a big breakthrough now, and let's remove the original artificial spiritual stone project."

"Okay." Cheng Xue agreed immediately without thinking.

He also understood that what the boss wanted was the spiritual power in the spirit stone. Now that all the spiritual power has been created, it is really optional to carry out the spirit stone project.

But he didn't know that Yang Tianming decided to stop the spirit stone project because he had artificial spiritual power that could not be absorbed by people and could only be released as a kind of energy.

Because even though the spirit stone project has been successful, the artificially synthesized spirit stone has the spiritual power in natural spirit stones, but it cannot be used to absorb and arrange formations. Its function is not as good as artificial spiritual power.

"As for the artificial spiritual power project..." Yang Tianming continued, "Do you know why I have to mass produce and miniaturize it?"

Cheng Xue raised her eyes and said, "Any commercial product will eventually need to be miniaturized and mass-produced, isn't it?"

Yang Tianming shook his head slightly: "I didn't treat it as a commodity, but as a...weapon!"

"Weapon?" Cheng Xue was stunned.

Yang Tianming nodded: "Yes, weapons! Just like traditional guns, we first develop 'ammunition', and then use ammunition to develop weapons. So you have to be clear that our ultimate goal is weapons!"

Cheng Xue was completely stunned.

The traditional power of monks is exerted on modern weapons, so what is the result?

Large-scale? Large-scale killing?

To sum up, there are only two words.

horrible!

"I... understand." Cheng Xue nodded.

Yang Tianming patted Cheng Xue on the shoulder: "You are an idea-friendly person. Although you are now the chairman, I know that you are not willing to be an ordinary person all the time. Even if you have a net worth of 10 billion, what's the use? This weapon plan will be left to you. You have the full responsibility to make arrangements. When everything matures in the future, you can leave here and follow me. I will take you to a different sky!"

Cheng Xue certainly understood what Yang Tianming meant, and she couldn't help but get excited for a moment.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll definitely do it!"

Yang Tianming smiled again, patted Cheng Xue on the shoulder, and got up and was about to leave.

Cheng Xue suddenly came to her senses, hurriedly grabbed Yang Tianming, and said with a wry smile: "Boss, you haven't told me about making money yet!"

Yang Tianming slapped his head: "Look at my memory... OK, let's talk about it now."

Cheng Xue was speechless.

How much I don't care about money, my boss...

Yang Tianming returned to the boss's desk, took out a notebook, pulled out a pen, and then wrote down a prescription on the paper, and handed it to Cheng Xue.

"This is……"

Looking at the names of the medicinal materials on the paper that were both familiar and unfamiliar, Cheng Xue was confused.

What does the boss mean when he prescribes a prescription?

Yang Tianming smiled: "This is the project I mentioned, beauty pill."

"Beauty Pill?" Cheng Xue was stunned, "Boss, you said you want to make cosmetics?"

Yang Tianming shook his head slightly: "To be precise, it's selling medicine."

"But this... can it really work?" Cheng Xue really couldn't believe it.

"Of course it can be done. Your boss, I, the first pot of gold after coming to Luzhou, depends on this." Yang Tianming said.

When he went back to the past, Yang Tianming also sighed.

"Ah?" Cheng Xue was completely stunned.

Yang Tianming continued: "Let me tell you briefly. This beauty pill is cheap. Even if it is made manually, the cost is enough for a few dollars. If production is expanded and assembly line is mass-produced, the cost will definitely be reduced to less than one dollar. As for the costs of packaging, advertising, etc., it will be reduced to as low as possible. Don't be afraid of being simple, just have a small bottle to pack; you don't need to do advertising. The so-called "wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Our products are good and we don't have to worry about not having sales."

Cheng Xue nodded: "Just try to reduce the cost as much as possible. If the production cost can be reduced to one dollar, there will be no other expenses. If we sell a beauty pill for ten yuan, it will be ten times the profit, if it is..."

As a result, before Cheng Xue finished speaking, Yang Tianming slapped her in the head.

"You are stupid, you're sold for ten yuan!" Yang Tianming rolled his eyes and said.

Cheng Xue was inexplicably surprised.

One dollar cost, ten dollars, is there any problem?

"Then... twenty yuan?" Cheng Xue asked weakly.

Yang Tianming simply rolled his eyes again: "Your brain can only spend money, not make money, alas!"

Cheng Xue was almost crying: "Boss, you said, how much is the right amount to sell?"

"One thousand..." Yang Tianming thought for a while, shook his head again.

Cheng Xue's eyes were already widening.

One dollar is sold for one thousand yuan? The boss is crazy about money!

As a result, Yang Tianming shook his head and said, "One thousand is too little, just sell ten thousand. But ten thousand is not good. By the way, don't you follow any product now, so let's sell ten eight thousand! Yes, just like that, the product packaging says, only 18 thousand eight thousand, take your beautiful face home!"

Cheng Xue had already spurted out an old blood.

My boss is really, really... ruthless!

A thing worth a dollar is sold for 18,000 yuan, and you can make nearly 20,000 times more money in one pill, which is simply a huge profit without any capital.

But Cheng Xue couldn't help but worry, can something with such low cost be sold so expensively?

He was still worried that Yang Tianming had already settled the accounts on the small notebook.

"This piece makes 18799, and ten thousand pieces is 18799 million. One million pieces can make 18799 million..."
Chapter completed!