Seeing Liu Junshan's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Zhang Longchu, who was extremely tired, forcibly suppressed the impatience in his heart, frowned and said, "If you have something to say, just say it, Junshan, how do you want to dump all the backlog in the store?" ”

"I think it's the best way to go to other supply points to open branches," Liu Junshan said with wide eyes: "Zhang Xian, I know that you don't have enough money now, but we don't need to open a store in a good location, just like picking up treasure Zhai in a corner like the Robo supply point, you can't afford to rent a store..."

"Can you take care of opening a new store, I don't want to hire a store manager anymore?" Zhang Longchu thought for a while, interrupted Liu Junshan's words and asked.

"The nine heterotopic supply points on Kalimantan Island are lined up, and the distance between the two is less than 100 kilometers, which is actually very easy to manage..."Liu Junshan was stunned for a moment, and replied happily, but was interrupted again by Zhang Longchu: "Junshan, I only ask you how many stores you can manage at most, don't say anything else." ”

Hearing this, Liu Junshan's face slowly turned red, and he said seriously: "As long as you trust me, I will take care of a few stores." ”

"Well, except for the two supply points of Dust Gold and Stone Monkey, you go to inspect and inspect other places, and recruit people by the way, and when you think the time is ripe, we will open a branch.

I didn't have any money, so I used my property loan in Kuching City. "I feel that opening more shops to buy and sell miscellaneous items on different planes at different supply points is more conducive to fishing in troubled waters, Zhang Longchu, who explained the origin of the Heroic Spirit Warrior, said without hesitation.

Liu Junshan naturally didn't know Zhang Longchu's true thoughts, and he felt that he had received great trust and affirmation from the proprietor, so he stammered, but said categorically: "One, one year, Zhang Xian." You give me a year, I, I'll let you know how right the choice is now! ”

"Okay, I'll see." Zhang Longchu said with a smile and patted Liu Junshan's shoulder as he walked into his shop. In half a year, he has matured a lot, and he already has the temperament of a superior person in his gestures.

There is a reserved bedroom on the second floor of the store, and after sleeping for a while, Zhang Longchu Meimei went to the government office of the Robeco supply point to hand in the skull obtained from the last plane expedition, and then drove all the way back to the manor on the outskirts of Kuching South.

The Spring Festival, the most important festival of the year, is approaching, and bright red lanterns have been hung outside the old British-style villa of the manor.

In the deep night, Zhang Longchu parked the car in the garage next to the lawn, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw the originally dark villa. All of a sudden, the lights were bright.

Soon, not long ago, because Zhang Longchu felt that the old villa was huge, he lived alone for a few days every three or four weeks, which was a pity, so Pu Xin, who moved into the maid's room of the villa with his family as a housekeeper, hurriedly walked out and greeted Zhang Longchu and said, "Master, you are back." ”

"Did you wake you up. I'm really embarrassed," Zhang Longchu, who still maintained a little rice style from time to time, said with a smile: "Okay." Don't welcome it so late, go back to sleep. ”

"How can this be done," Pu Xin's head shook like a rattle, "Your kindness is your kindness, and we have to do our part."

My old woman and the cook have already gone to cook fish porridge for you, and you can eat a bowl of freshly fried fruit sticks with it. It's delicious and easy to digest, and then go to sleep...", while speaking, he walked into the villa hall with Zhang Longchu.

Although this English-style villa is very old, it was built with very particular materials back then. Therefore, the long time not only did not make it outdated, but added a precipitated beauty.

In the villa, the combination of English and Chinese but very harmonious decoration, furniture arrangement is even more luxurious and elegant, strolling in it makes people feel as if immersed in the elegant years of the past.

Twenty minutes later, sitting at the Chinese-style round table where you can see the endless rubber forest outside through the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhang Longchu drank fish porridge, ate freshly fried fruit sticks, hiccuped comfortably, looked at Pu Xin, who had been standing beside him, and his rough-handed, dark-skinned wife, and said casually: "Uncle Pu, since Aunt Yang has been helping to clean since she moved into the villa."

Now I still help the cook cook, so it will be considered a manual job in the future. ”

"Then, how can it be done, such a good house, we can live in it is a high incense that has been burned for several lifetimes, my wife helps wipe the table and sweep the floor..."

"If you pay, you will get what you get, since you will naturally be paid for your labor," Zhang Longchu interrupted Pu Xin's words and said conclusively: "I can't let Aunt Yang work in vain, this matter is so decided..."

Hearing this, Pu Xin choked up, and his rough wife next to him excitedly said thank you, "Thank you, sir, for your compassion!"

On the ground in this vicinity, you are really the kindest proprietor, and you will definitely be the prince of Wandai in the future, and it is destined to become Dato' Lord before the age of thirty..."

Zhang Longchu, who had gradually become accustomed to hearing compliments, waved his hand, smiled, and said in newly learned Chinese, "Okay, Aunt Yang, we all live under one roof, so don't be so polite." He turned his head to look at Pu Xin and said, "By the way, Uncle Pu, the Spring Festival is coming soon, and the red envelopes will always be issued, and they will be regarded as year-end bonuses."

In this way, the farmers in the manor, whether Chinese, Malays or Indians, prepare a red envelope of RM5,000, and you will receive 30,000 for the red envelope, and the servants in the villa, regardless of the gardener, cook, or cleaning aunt, will receive 10,000.

Tomorrow I will take out the money and wrap it up, and send it as soon as Chinese New Year's Eve passes. ”

Working on a farm on the outskirts of Kuching City is no better than working in a multinational company in the North District, how can there be a year-end bonus, and in previous years, red envelopes would also be given out in the manor, but at most it meant one or two hundred ringgit, so hearing Zhang Longchu's words, Pu Xin naturally had a burst of flattery with emotion.

But I don't know that the reason why Zhang Longchu did this, one is that he has a generous side in his nature, and he inexplicably earns tens of millions of ringgit a year, but the people living around him have a hard life, which makes him instinctively feel a little uncomfortable;

The second is that under the secret, he always pays attention to winning the hearts of the people around him, even if he is unable to make ends meet financially, he is willing to use some small favors to improve the loyalty of the people around him, lest they sell themselves for the small profits of the three melons and dates in the future.

Listening to the housekeeper's compliments with a smile, he scraped the remaining fish porridge into his mouth with a silver spoon, Zhang Longchu put down the bowl and waved his hand, "Okay, I've eaten well, I want to go to sleep, everyone should go to rest." ”

"Yes." Hearing this, Pu Xin stopped complimenting him with interest, bowed his head and answered, until Zhang Longchu stood up and walked on the spiral staircase on the west side of the hall, disappeared from view, straightened up happily, whispered to his wife, and walked excitedly towards the small bedroom on the first floor.

By the time the lights on the first floor of the villa went out, Zhang Longchu had already returned to the huge and incomparable third floor of the villa, which not only had a bathroom and cloakroom with a style and an area of more than the royal suite of a five-star hotel, but also a separate cigar room and the master bedroom of the British pachinko room.

After closing the door casually, he immediately stripped naked and walked into the bathroom to take a hot bath, wrapped in a bath towel and jumped naked on the weather a little cooler, just replaced the cowhide mat with a large bed with a goose down blanket, turned his mind, and entered the world of strange things.

Last time, the growth of the strange object 'world' consumed a total of 390 to 400 ordinary souls, and according to the law, it was only necessary to devour about 800 ordinary souls in the future, and then combined with the heat energy emitted by absorbing enough high-energy fuel, the strange thing could grow again.

However, in the past six months, Zhang Longchu has explored deep into the Osatin plane 5 or 6 times, and has obtained a total of nearly 350 souls of Oduro warriors, knights, and two spellcasters, but he feels that he has not even satisfied one-fifth of the soul amount required for the growth of the strange 'world' again, at most it is one-sixth strong.

However, because after the fifth growth of the strange 'world', it is likely that he will have the ability to create transcendentals, which can be regarded as an essential improvement of 'from ordinary to extraordinary', so it is understandable that the growth conditions have become more harsh, but he still can't help but feel a little upset and irritable.

Under the quiet moonlight, Zhang Longchu was suspended in mid-air, overlooking a few night watchmen on the ground who had fallen asleep, only a few night watchmen remained, beating gongs and drums to report the hour, sighed, and thought in his mind: "Hey!

Even the miniature missiles were used, and they tried their best, almost died a few times, and forcibly destroyed the battle fortress of the regular army of the Oduro country, but it was only able to swallow the souls of about 100 alien people, so if you want the strange thing to grow at least a similar war, you will have to do it again seventeen or eight times.

But if I really want to 'fight' like this, I'm afraid I'll be lying in a coffin before the strange thing grows!

This can be done in this way, is it really patient to wait until you are in your twenties to gather enough souls for the growth of the strange 'world'...", he couldn't find an answer after thinking about it for a while, and he shook his head angrily.

After looking at the city built in the woodland at his feet, Zhang Longchu had an inexplicable anger in his heart, and couldn't help but turn his mind again, returned to the real world, sighed and opened his eyes, and was shocked to find a big man with a black turban covering the lower half of his face, holding a military dagger a foot long and with a blood groove, looking at him excitedly and hideously.

In an instant, Zhang Longchu felt that his heart was suddenly entangled to the point that he could barely breathe, his whole body was agitated, and his joints stiffened.

Fortunately, at this moment, after he has experienced a hundred battles, the battle consciousness that remains in his instinct has played a role, and his brain has not yet reacted, and his instinct has already prompted his body to start the transformation process.

At the same time, after the suspicious masked man found that his prey suddenly opened its eyes, he immediately raised his dagger high, changed his action from a quiet throat cut to a swift stab, and stabbed Zhang Longchu's heart with all his might. (To be continued.) )