As a cadre of the Seven Stars Gang, the largest underworld in Seoul, the bald head never thought that he would open a family so seriously... Tobacco companies...

You must know that there are only a few well-known tobacco companies in the world, which have basically completed the monopoly of the market, and privately opening tobacco companies is basically a dead end. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The provenance of the tobacco leaves, the machines used to process them, the complexity of the exploding procedures, and the desperate competitors are enough to deter everyone.

And the bald head was ordered to do that, that's what happened.

He thought that he would do his best and die of exhaustion on the way to start a company, however, things went surprisingly smoothly, with God's help.

The formalities to be handled, all the green light, in less than a day to get all the required permits, and then a company called Bright Tobacco was successfully opened, which gave the bald head the illusion that all the people above it were mine.

Only Jingshan knows that this is not an illusion.

After the formalities were completed, the factory seemed to have been built, but why did it seem to be "seemingly"? It was because the bald head of the Bright Tobacco Company did not know where the factory was, and he only received an order that "the factory has been built and the goods need to be contacted by phone."

So the bald head found that he had done nothing after submitting an application to open a company, and everything was done inexplicably, if it wasn't for the cigarettes produced in his office, he thought he was running a leather bag company.

But no matter what, it's always a good thing not to be tired to death, the bald head began to think seriously about how to make a little-known emerging tobacco brand gain a foothold in the market, and after thinking about it for a day, finally... Didn't come up with anything.

Nonsense, if he had this talent, he wouldn't go to the underworld to fight and kill all day long.

But fortunately, he received another order not to act rashly, and first borrowed the poisoned milk powder sales channel of the Seven Star Gang to spread this cigarette in a small area among all the addicts in Seoul.

This is much easier, the bald head was originally doing this, but this time it was not poisoned milk powder, it was just cigarettes.

With his own connections and special channels, the bald head quickly opened up the situation.

When acquaintances meet, please smoke a cigarette, do you smoke it?

Of course, it's a human relationship, even if someone brings out a cigarette that you've never seen before, you have to smoke it!

If this kind of cigarette smokes, the taste is like all other cigarettes, and after smoking, the whole body is a lot more relaxed, and even the body that has been mutilated by the poisoned milk powder feels a lot more comfortable, then do you want to continue smoking?

The facts have made a perfect answer, and in just a few days, Bright Tobacco's first product, Fighter, has swept Seoul along the route of continuous extension from addicts to relatives of addicts, and then to relatives and friends of relatives...

However, it is limited to Seoul, because the production of fighters is too small.

Jingshan originally just wanted to do an experiment, but he didn't expect that the fighter had become so popular before he officially put it into a regular channel to sell, relying on his own personal strength to make it, it was not enough to sell at all.

No matter how diligent Jingshan is, it is impossible to dedicate himself to the tobacco business from now on, producing cigarettes 24 hours a day.

So within a few days of the fighter's popularity, it was gorgeously out of stock.

However, Jingshan did not panic, after confirming that his product was really unstoppable, he was relieved, what should be anxious was those who had drawn a fighter once, but there was no place to buy it again.

He plans to have the Minions build a production line before selling Gladiator cigarettes, and as for how long it will take for the production line to be built... Then it depends on Jingshan's mood...

He has recently been busy with the arrangement of two songs, as well as the release of digital albums, after inheriting the memory and talent of Dong Chou, Jingshan's attitude towards music is particularly picky, and he refuses to be perfunctory easily, so once he gets to work, the time it takes will never be short, and it is estimated that when the song is released, it will be at least a week later...

Jingshan inadvertently played a game of hunger marketing.

A three-second silence was observed for the addicts.

———— the dividing line of pain for addicts————

China, ZJ, the street near Hengdian Film and Television City, ushered in a group of stranger court powers, if Jingshan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this street as the place where he got the Blood Jade Altar in the first place.

The street has been shrouded in enchantments, and there are enough ten C-class abilities to dispatch, and all entrances have set up isolation lines, and ordinary people can only see the scene of the tragic car accident when they look inside.

Compared to the life of a B-class anomaly, a bounty hunter, a C-level or less adequate, are all contract workers, with only one day off a month, which is very hard, and once the intelligence officer detects the fluctuation of the spatial barrier breaking, the C-level staff on duty must be dispatched immediately and be ready for battle.

"Oh, thanks to you again, Xiao Li, come on, come on, smoke a cigarette. A thirty-year-old man took out a cigarette and handed it to the man known as Xiao Li.

Xiao Li looks about twenty years old, with a slender and strong figure, at least one meter eight, and his appearance is quite handsome, with sharp edges and corners, and full of masculinity.

When Xiao Li saw the cigarette, his fingers twitched, but his face was silent, and he said coldly: "Lao Wang, don't do some superfluous things at work, and I have changed my name." ”

"You kid, it's really not cute at all..."The old king took back the cigarette in a daze, and then said dissatisfiedly: "You said that you have a good name, why do you have to change it? Even the surname has been changed, how angry are your parents?"

"Ping Pong!"

"It's coming!"

The night sky above the empty street suddenly shattered, revealing a huge crack, countless black smoke gushed out, and the appearance of the boss was full of visual sense, but a minute after the black smoke was sprayed, there was still nothing on the scene, everyone waited for another minute, and the spatial crack closed......

Closed...

"What? The reaction is gone? Okay..."Lao Wang hung up the phone and said to his colleagues: "The colleagues from the intelligence bureau said it's okay, let's all go back!"

Everyone was embarrassed.

I even got the scene of the car accident for you, and you told me that it was okay?

But there was no way, everyone moved things and moved things, and it didn't take long for everyone to move things and revoke the enchantment, and it didn't take long for them to leave one after another.

"Hey, Xiao Li, please. Lao Wang took out a cigarette again and approached Xiao Li, Xiao Li's expression was still cold, but he didn't refuse again, lit a cigarette and took a puff, and then said: "I said that I have changed my name." ”

Lao Wang reluctantly recalled the old man for a long time, and then remembered Xiao Li's new name: "Wind... Yan?"

The corners of Feng Yan's mouth rose, and something that could barely be called an expression finally appeared on his cold face, and he stretched out his hand to put it on Lao Wang's body.

The next moment, the two disappeared in place.

And in the corner of an alley that no one was paying attention to, puffs of black smoke gathered here, quickly condensing a figure in a black robe.

"Is this the place... Where the altar last appeared..."

Low, terrifying whispers echoed through the alleys.

———— the demarcation line of the black robe's low voice————

Jingshan stood in the recording room, and after listening to the results he made, he finally nodded with satisfaction.

The arrangement has been done, and all that remains is the recording, with Jingshan's current level, that is, in the past few days.

The platform for the distribution of music sources, the people of the stupid hat company have already helped Jingshan contact it, today is the 20th, and the agreed time is the 30th, that is, ten days later, Jingshan's songs will be released on major music source websites for everyone to pay for download.

But it's just a release, there is no publicity, and there is no homepage recommendation or anything like that, this digital album was originally just a return gift for Jingshan to more than 1,000 fans of his fan club, and he doesn't plan to make money from this, just release it.

After handing over the song to the recording engineer he had been working with for a while, Jing Shan went home in a happy mood, and he planned to go back and inform the head of his fan club, the girl who gave him the gift at the airport, and let her tell the other fans in the fan station.

For the sake of the digital album, Jingshan contacted her before, and at first the girl thought Jingshan was a liar, because it was not the first time she had received a scam message on the Internet, and she didn't believe what Jingshan said.

Fortunately, the fans of the fan station often send some small gifts, or things like heart cards to the stupid company, and ask them to transfer them to Jingshan, Jingshan finally had to take pictures of the gifts he received and send them to her, so as to gain her trust.

Jingshan: Meishan, the digital album is done, and it will be released on the 30th.

Mi-sun: Great, congratulations to Oba on his debut!

Jingshan: What kind of support? I shouldn't need it, I'm not a singer on my debut, it's just a gift for you, just download it and listen to it if you like, where to use it.

Meishan: ?!! Oba, don't you play songs, don't you have a stage, don't you advertise?

Jingshan: It's just a gift for you, and it's not to make money, so there's nothing like song promotion, you just need to promote it in the fan station.

After a long time, Meishan replied to the message.

Mei Shan: Oba, you wrote a song and made a digital album for so long, just to give us a gift?

Jingshan: Yes, I'm a professional music creator now, I prefer to create rather than sing, if I am a singer, I don't have time to write songs, so I don't have the idea of being a singer.

It's not easy for today's singers to survive, which one doesn't desperately promote his album when he releases an album to make his album sell better? A strange person like Jingshan is simply a mudslide in the entertainment industry......

Meishan was stunned for a while before replying: Oba, we only have more than a thousand people, and we can't buy much no matter how much we buy again, isn't it too wasteful to buy your album?

Jingshan: Don't buy repeatedly! Just listen to it, don't download it if you don't like it, if you like it, just download it once, I don't lack money, you don't need to break the bank.

Meishan: ..................