Su Luo logged in to his personal shareholder account, it is still the opening time of the stock market, the internal asset restructuring of Shenyu Group has been completed, after the review and evaluation of a number of institutions, the chief analysts of various securities companies, and a number of financial experts have given a reasonable valuation.

Shenyu Group is valued at 200 billion!

Financial news is still reporting on the shareholders of Shenyu Group, especially the legendary Su Luo, the most alternative of the three shareholders, who single-handedly eats almost all of the outstanding shares of his company.

In fact, after the listing of Shenyu Group, Su Luo, Chen Chen, and Chen Yao held 100% of the shares, and all three of them contributed 10% of the shares as listed and tradable shares.

Su Luo's original shares were less than 32%, but absorbing all the circulating disks, he accounted for more than 40% of his shares, which was only a few points less than Chen Yao.

Now Shenyu Group's business is transparent, not to mention the profits of the Qianlong project, and it also operates medicine across borders, holding several patented prescriptions in its hands, and the profits are amazing.

Qiao Linglong was taken aback, and said incredulously: "Thirty-five percent of the equity in your hand is worth 70 billion?" ”

"It's forty-one percent." Su Luo smiled evilly.

Yang Wei was dumbfounded and said: "The equity value is more than 80 billion!" ”

"Doesn't that mean that he will be on the domestic Forbes rich list this year!" Yang Wei was dumbfounded.

Qiao Linglong bit her thin lip and said: "So how can your family's assets be compared with this investment genius, the equity acquired by one billion yuan has increased dozens of times!" ”

Su Luo stretched his waist lazily, looking at a piece of white wood on the table, the carver would use the wood to carve before making things, to avoid some mistakes.

Qiao Linglong was curious: "Do you know carving?" ”

"Linglong is a top carver, although you are a rich man, but your artistic attainments are not rich to make you improve."

Yang Wei's tone is arrogant, his grandfather is a carver, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, he has been carving since he was a child, and although he is deserted when he grows up, he still has some foundation.

Qiao Linglong said: "Okay, don't forget, it's dangerous for people who don't know how to carve to be easily scratched at the beginning, so you, the investment god, should protect your hands and keep investing in any good projects." ”

Su Luo smiled, holding a carving knife, sawdust flying, a majestic white tiger carved out, tiger eyes are mighty, open mouth roaring, tiger tiger mighty.

Wood carving also plays a pivotal role in the carver's profession!

"It's so impressive, you know how to carve!" Qiao Linglong was pleasantly surprised.

Yang Wei was taken aback, he was born in a family of carvers, and he saw at a glance that this thing could not be so realistic if he was not a master carver.

After the old Taoist priest settled the little boy to sleep, he came down and saw the white tiger carving.

He was surprised: "Which famous artist is this, is it Old Man Lu or Old Man Ye, amazing, the tiger eyes are expressive, lifelike, the tiger momentum on the body is even more powerful, worthy of being produced by a grandmaster-level carver!" ”

"Master, what did you say?" Qiao Linglong's eyes were glazed.

The old Taoist priest was puzzled: "What's the matter, the tiger carving is natural, and there is more tiger potential, and you won't understand the truth as a carver!" ”

"Oh my God, is this a grandmaster-level carver?" Yang Wei's scalp was numb.

His grandfather is over eighty years old, and he is still a master of jade carving, and he often sighs that there is a door he can't open, that is, the door to become a grandmaster-level carver!

Among the more than one billion people who can open this door, there are only a handful of people in every era!

How difficult it is, as difficult as a duck flying into the sky!

The old Taoist priest asked: "The things of the two old guys are rare and rare to flow outside, where did you get them?" ”

"This is Su Luo just carved!" Yu Linglong said.

The old Taoist priest trembled, and the wood carving smashed on his foot, but he didn't feel pain.

He gasped and said, "What's that?" ”

"The grandmaster-level carver in your mouth should be able to make magic weapons." Su Luo speculated.

The old Taoist priest hurriedly nodded and said: "That's right, my Taoist system lasts for thousands of years, and many ancient books record that top carvers become magic weapon makers, which are hundreds of times easier than ordinary people, and the two have something in common, especially grandmaster-level carvers, if they understand runes, they will be top-level magic weapons!" ”

Su Luo smiled lightly and did not argue with the old Taoist.

The two have different visions, and the top-level magic weapon that the old Taoist priest thinks is something that does not enter the stream in Su Luo's eyes.

The cultivator's magic weapon that Su Luo thinks is representative of the flying sword, and taking your head thousands of miles away is like probing for something.

The magic weapon that the old Taoist priest thinks is that it is counted as one with special powers, and it is also an algorithm that can kill demons and ward off evil spirits.

Therefore, the magic weapon that the two of them said did not mean the same thing at all.

Yang Wei and Yu Linglong were still stunned, Su Luo came to the kitchen, the pots and pans were very complete, and all the herbs were taken out, and spiritual power was generated in the herbs.

Su Luo turned on the gas stove and began alchemy!

Su Luo's face was black throughout the whole process, the dignified immortal realm supreme was really a tiger falling into Pingyang, and the alchemy had to be done with the help of a microwave oven, otherwise the micro-end cultivation would not be able to support the refining of the herb at all.

After working for half an hour, Su Luo extracted the essence and fused it in the white porcelain bowl to form a small half bowl of fragrant liquid, and began to quench it violently, and the liquid in the porcelain bowl gradually thickened and reduced the volume, and then Su Luo pinched it into pills the size of a small thumb, a total of seven.

After working hard for a while, the seven nondescript little Pei Yuan Dan were finally completed!

Su Luo threw one in his mouth, and a flush appeared on his face, the medicinal power was quite fierce, and it was gone after a little luck absorption.

This medicinal power is equivalent to three spirit stones and aura!

"Little friend, what are you doing?" The old Taoist priest has lived a long time, and he has become an adult.

Su Luo was in a good mood and replied, "Alchemy! ”

"Ah, you know how to do alchemy!" The old Taoist priest looked at the small porcelain bowl in surprise.

Su Luo moved his sour body, but the old Taoist priest said shamelessly: "Can you let me eat one?" ”

"What do you think?" Su Luo laughed angrily.

This old thing is quite knowledgeable, and his skin is thick enough, and he spent more than 70 million yuan to buy medicinal materials to refine seven Xiao Pei Yuan Dan, one of which is worth more than 10 million.

Xiao Ling stared at it outside, and said innocently: "Master, Xiao Ling'er doesn't take this pill anymore, don't ask for it from little brother!" ”

"You want to get medicine for this kid?" Su Luo frowned.

Su Luo, the supreme of the fairy world, did not bully the old and weak in his life, because of his experience in the early days of the fairy world, he was poisoned and fell into the fairy world, and an old man rescued him and took him in and taught him the most basic cultivation methods.

Later, the old man died in that war, which became Su Luo's inner regret.

The old Taoist priest nodded awkwardly: "Xiao Ling'er is in a strange condition, and the big hands are helpless, I have taken him all over the poor mountains and bad rivers all these years, but I have not found a cure for him." ”

After some explanation, there are also the symptoms of Qiao Linger's body, no matter what she eats, she can't eat enough, and her small body has great internal friction every day, and the specific situation is like a big water tank, with a small hole at the bottom, which is leaking every day.

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