Back at the company, Huang Jun immediately called Wang Yihui, Bai Binghan and Samena to him and briefly talked about the results of the talks.

"Boss?" Wang Yihui looked at Huang Jun with concern and reminded: "Zhu Xingnan is also a successful businessman, how can he waver in front of such a major interest?" Did he have other intentions? ”

Hearing this, Huang Jun's heart sank, and he secretly pondered. Could it be that this old boy has set me up, I don't see it? But looking at the scene of the meeting at that time, it didn't look like this.

Huang Jun couldn't guess Zhu Xingnan's deep meaning.

He waved his hand, Suo didn't bother to think about it, looked at Bai Binghan and said, "Binghan, Mina, what are you doing now, are you running business?" ”

Bai Binghan nodded and said, "The processing plant has been launched, and our influence is still relatively weak, so Mina and I will do this again." ”

Huang Jun nodded and said, "Arrange another job for the two of you, and let me check which side of the timber association's rival is, the kind that has weight." ”

"Okay." Bai Binghan agreed without objection.

After explaining the matter, Huang Jun returned to the retreat room and quickly reviewed the skills he had mastered before. Cellular catalysts, like a rainstorm, fall from the sky and fall accurately into the teacup. Flowers are fragrant and fill the entire vase.

With a wave of his hand, Huang Jun already had an extra wooden stick in his hand.

Reviewing his skills, Huang Jun nodded with satisfaction. After all, the efforts of this period of time have not been in vain, and all abilities have finally been connected. It's a refreshing feeling at your fingertips, and Huang Jun likes this thrill out of nothing.

With nothing to do, Huang Jun continued to study the imitation of wooden firearms.

In the afternoon, there were already four more revolvers and a rifle in the corner of the ashram. At first glance, these guns look like that, but up close, they don't look like that at all. The firearms are crudely made, stiff in form, and have no sense of fluidity.

Using such a firearm to scare people can make people see the truth at a glance. For such a result, Huang Jun is not discouraged. Failure is success, his mother, as long as he understands the summary, he will always succeed.

Adhering to this concept, Huang Jun continued to explore without discouragement, and continued to polish and modify the energy framework. The free energy particles in the air are inexhaustible, and Huang Juncai is not worried about the material, not to mention that there is time at the moment.

In the evening, the crowd gathered. On the dining table is the dishes ordered by Tong Xiaomeng himself, which are full of color, flavor and flavor, and meet the different tastes of everyone present.

Huang Jun ate absentmindedly, thinking about the shape of the gun in his mind, and quickly modifying the energy frame in his mind. For the boss's actions, Wang Yihui and they have already adapted to it. The boss is a magician and feng shui master, and it is understandable to make strange moves.

"It's coming!" While everyone was eating with their heads down, Huang Jun suddenly shouted in surprise and stretched out his hand while taking advantage of the situation.

A revolver with a dark muzzle and a wood-colored handle suddenly appeared in his hand. Seeing the boss tinkering with this thing again, everyone present moved the corners of their mouths, shook their heads helplessly and smiled bitterly.

It's really rare for a magician to change into a pistol. The pistol that can be conjured up is plausible, and it makes people miserable. Everyone was curious, where Huang Jun hid the pistol before, but he didn't say it, and everyone couldn't help it.

"Come and see, I've become a bit of a hot thing." Huang Jun put the pistol in front of the Dragon Slayer Army as if he were ostentatious.

Dragon Slayer picked it up, weighed it, and said, "It feels like the weight is about the same." ”

Speaking of this, the dragon slayer twisted his brows and said: "Boss, let's make the barrel of the gun rounder, this barrel is not round, it is not square, it seems to be deformed by heating." The crosshair position is a bit off, and the trigger has glitches. The shoddy things in the workshop are better than this. ”

His own things were devalued and worthless, and Huang Jun was very hurt. He glanced at everyone's faces and simply concentrated on eating.

"Don't waste this thing, send it to the processing factory for Master Tan to polish it, and it can be sold for a good price, this is made of real sea yellow wood." After a few bites of rice, Huang Jun suddenly raised his head and reminded.

Wang Yihui covered his brows very bitterly. This boss is really childlike.

The sword blade of the treasure is sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, every point of hard work and harvest, Huang Jun's efforts have finally borne fruit.

Two days later, Caiyuan Community.

As soon as the dragon slayer came out of the bathroom, the muzzle of a gun suddenly pressed against his eyebrows. Looking at the rifle gun in Huang Jun's hand, the Dragon Slayer Army subconsciously took a step back. He really couldn't tell if the gun was real or fake.

The body of the gun is brown-red, smooth and stylish, exuding an icy atmosphere everywhere, and the appearance of each part reveals the traces of modern mechanical technology. The jet-black muzzle of the gun is like a demon cave that chooses people to devour, devouring weak lives at all times. No matter where you look at it, there is no flaw in this gun.

Dragon Slayer was a little skeptical, did the boss not be able to make a fake gun, so he went to buy a real one? Once this thing goes viral, it's really going to kill you.

"Boss, we can't play like this." The Dragon Slayer slowly raised his hand and solemnly reminded.

Huang Jun looked at the solemnity of the Dragon Slayer Army, put away the gun, hugged it to his chest, and said, "Guess, how much did I spend on this gun?" ”

Hearing this, the Dragon Slayer Army really had the urge to beat people. It's actually a real gun, you kid is dead.

"Boss, you don't have a gun license, so it's better not to let outsiders see it." The Dragon Slayer hurriedly persuaded.

"Hmm" Huang Jun nodded, then sighed and said, "Alas, you can't make a fake one, so you can only buy the real one." I'm going to India, I'm scared. ”

Huang Jun sighed helplessly, shook his head and walked into the bedroom, kicking the door.

Looking at the closed door, the Dragon Slayer shook his head helplessly.

In the bedroom, Huang Junmo was holding the new weapon he had made, and he was snickering with joy. What's wrong with wooden weapons, they can be just as fake as real. Use it to scare people, and you should be able to avoid some crises.

On the way to the company, Dragon Slayer reminded again, like a big brother: "Boss, you can't take out the gun now, the state strictly controls the proliferation of guns, and the gun in your hand is easy to cause trouble for you." ”

Huang Jun snickered in his heart, but on the surface, he humbly agreed.

The mill has already started production, and the timber has been shipped. Huang Jun listened to Wang Yihui's report in the company and rushed directly to the factory.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries with Tan Qinglin and other workers, Huang Jun looked at the woodwork they made. In it, Huang Jun sees a wooden firearm he has made. After these reworks by skilled craftsmen, those guns have changed dramatically.

In the exquisite gift box, these guns are not much different from real guns, and they are not waiting to be seen when they are taken out to rob the bank.

"Ox fork!" Huang Jun smacked his tongue and sighed.

Sun Jiaqian's agreed time has come.

At the Natural Umbrella Timber Collection, Huang Jun and Sun Jiaqian met and got their passports.

"The business visa is for three months, and I hope the cooperation is pleasant." Sun Jiaqian said.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

The affairs at home have been properly arranged, and Huang Jun was very relieved to get into Sun Jiaqian's special car and rushed to the airport with her.

After landing in New Delhi, India, the two boarded a flight to Bangalore before they had time to take in the local scenery.

The plane landed again, and it was already ten o'clock local time.

After a short wait at the airport, the staff of the office rushed over. After greeting each other, Huang Jun and Sun Jiaqian got into a special car and rushed to Goodbergh, the destination of the trip, non-stop.

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