At the beginning, he also felt that Qin Chen's conditions were extremely aggrieved, and Liu Xuanrui made a lot of money in vain.

But now after such an analysis, how does Zhuo Qingfeng feel, it was Liu Xuanrui who was brought into the pit, and he and Qin Chen made a lot of money in vain.

Once the problems of materials, production capacity and channels are solved, it is not impossible for them to expand rapidly, and even in a very short period of time, it is not impossible to expand several times or ten times.

"In fact, in business, sometimes, you can't just consider the immediate profits, but look at the long-term. ”

"Liu Xuanrui's ambition is very simple, like any emperor, he wants to expand his territory and control the entire land of the Hundred Dynasties. ”

"But our goals are different, this land of the hundred dynasties is just the place where my Dust Pavilion rises. ”

Qin Chen's eyes were shining.

In his eyes, the land of a hundred dynasties is too small, but it is an excellent place of cultivation.

Here, no one notices him, and he can continue to grow himself until one day, in front of the world.

The so-called wind rises at the end of Qingping.

Sometimes, a spark can also start a prairie fire.

Zhuo Qingfeng looked at Qin Chen in shock, Qin Chen at this time was standing there quietly, but there was a coercion that he couldn't look up to.

It actually made him, a half-step peak martial king, a little out of breath.

"What kind of person is Dust Shao? This aura, even on Shizun (身shēn), I have never felt it, he is so old that he can exude such a terrifying aura, it is unbelievable. ”

Zhuo Qingfeng felt an incomparable shock in his heart.

"But there is little dust, what do you want to do in the slums of Xicheng? That place is stinky and broken, and if you want to come here, it will be a trouble at all. After a while, recovering from the shock, Zhuo Qingfeng was a little speechless.

The slums of Xicheng have always been a headache for many forces in the imperial city.

Especially royalty.

Such a poor (贱jiàn)jiàn) dirty place is located in the imperial city of every inch of land, which can be said to be like mustard moss, which can not be cut off with a knife, and is not easy to govern, and it is a place where the kings of all dynasties have been extremely troubled.

Now Qin Chen actually asked Liu Xuanrui for such a piece of land, which suddenly made Zhuo Qingfeng extremely speechless.

Such a place, although the area is large, but it is useless, and it is not worth anything at all, it is completely inconvenient to manage, and it is like a burden.

"I am going to build the slums of Xicheng into the headquarters of my Dust Pavilion in the Great Wei Dynasty. Qin Chen said with a smile.

"What?"

Zhuo Qingfeng's eyes widened: "You want to build the headquarters of the Dust Pavilion in the slums?"

He exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost, full of horror.

"That's right. Qin Chen nodded and said: "I thought about it before, where to build the headquarters of the Dust Pavilion, but after thinking about it, there is no suitable place in the entire imperial city, and I can build a place similar to the Dan Pavilion in the Dust Pavilion, only this slum, the area is very large, the price is very low, the people living in it are some poor people, and the house does not have its own property rights, which is very suitable for development." ”

"Dusty, you're really too impulsive, I thought you wanted to do what you wanted to do in the slums. Zhuo Qingfeng was speechless: "With the conditions we just discussed with Liu Xuanrui, you can directly ask him for the most golden store in the trading market in the center of the Imperial City to be the headquarters, and now I want such a broken place, although it is very easy to develop, there is no trouble." But the headquarters of the Dust Pavilion is located there, who will come over to do business? I guess no one wants to come. ”

Zhuo Qingfeng said with a wry smile, he knew that Qin Chen had this idea, and he would stop Qin Chen if he was killed.

Although other places are expensive, at least there are people flowing, there are markets, and slums, let alone the nobles in the imperial city, even normal civilians are reluctant to step in, for fear of tarnishing their feet.

If the headquarters of the Dust Pavilion were to be located there, I'm afraid there wouldn't be anyone.

"Lord Zhuo Ge, don't worry, I have a way to turn that slum into a golden zone. Qin Chen said very firmly, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"How to turn the slums into a golden area?" Zhuo Qingfeng looked at suspiciously.

Even if he believed in Qin Chen's methods, he didn't believe that Qin Chen could solve the problem that the royal family of the Dawei Dynasty had been headaches for thousands of years.

Qin Chen did not answer directly.

"Lord Zhuo Ge, if our Dan Pavilion's business wants to expand, we need to recruit a large number of people, we should still be recruiting people frantically these days, right?"

"That's right, there are too many special pills you give, and all places need manpower, we have recruited a lot of people, but in many places, there are still not enough people, I hope Liu Xuanrui joins to alleviate the problem of some personnel shortages." ”

Although he didn't know why Qin Chen asked this, Zhuo Qingfeng still replied carefully.

"Then let me ask you, those people in the slums have a hard time finding a job in ordinary timesuri. Qin Chen asked again.

"That's for sure, if they have a stable job, they won't have the ability to rent a house together in the imperial city, so they can only stay in the slums. Zhuo Qingfeng said disdainfully.

"Then you said that we would give him a job, would they do it?"

"Then there is no need to say, we must have to do it to break the head, we are Dange, not everyone can come in. Zhuo Qingfeng's eyes widened, "Dust Shao, don't you want to recruit all the people from the slums to our Dan Pavilion and Dust Pavilion, right?"

"No, no. Speaking of this, Zhuo Qingfeng hurriedly waved his hand: "Absolutely not." ”

"Why not?" Qin Chen asked rhetorically.

"You don't know that these people in the slums, it's not that we look down on them, nor that there are no characters in them, but that they have always been lazy and accustomed to it, and they can only do some low-level (cheap jiàn) jiàn) work, and they are extremely sloppy, like our Dan Pavilion and Dust Pavilion, how can we give them such important work. Zhuo Qingfeng hurriedly said.

"I don't think so. Qin Chen said lightly: "No one wants to be a scumbag for a lifetime, garbage, or a scolded ((贱jiàn)jiàn) people, they are looked down upon everywhere they go, the reason why they are like this is just that they lack a chance, as long as we can give them a chance, a chance to truly gain dignity, instead of giving them a low (cheap jiàn) jiàn job like other forces, I believe they will definitely change." ”

"Okay, even if you are right, they will work hard, the slum place, such garbage, you built the Dust Pavilion, who would want to come?" Zhuo Qingfeng said again.

Qin Chen looked at Zhuo Qingfeng with a faint smile, "Let me ask you first, the imperial city is so big, how many large forces are there, how many medium forces are there, and how many small forces are there?"

"I'm afraid there are more than a dozen large forces like the three major families, the Sect Alliance, and our Dan Pavilion, there may be hundreds of medium forces, and even more small forces, at least thousands. Zhuo Qingfeng calculated slightly.