It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 60
"Shanhe, when is the factory on vacation?" Zhao Tiecheng asked.

"Tomorrow is a holiday, and work will start on the tenth day of the first lunar month." Zhao Shanhe thought for a few seconds. The family treats guests every year on the ninth day of the first lunar month. He decided to take a few more days off. Anyway, money is endless, and it doesn't matter if you earn a little less.

"You're only 24 today, let it go for fifteen days?" Wang Xiuli frowned.

The fishing tackle factory earns more than 8000 million yuan a day, and the 13-day holiday leaves the factory with a loss of more than [-] billion yuan.

"Having been busy for half a year, I must take a break." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

"Haven't you played enough?" Wang Xiuli said angrily.

"Mom, when will I be free? The chip factory will start trial production in the next year." Zhao Shanhe said confidently.

"Don't talk about it, let's eat." Zhao Tiezhu changed the subject.

"Shanhe, the factory is on holiday, do you mean it?" Zhao Tiecheng asked.

"Tomorrow, we will have a meal in the factory and give everyone some bonuses." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

Most factories and companies will issue some year-end bonuses at the end of the year.

Although the wages of the fishing tackle factory are ridiculously high, his employees cannot live without what other employees have.

After lunch, Zhao Shanhe went to the fishing tackle factory and talked about tomorrow's holiday.

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Shanhe drove the Xinghai and took everyone out to sea for fishing.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhao Shanhe and Wang Yuqing, who were watching TV, were discussing about the year-end awards.

"Ten thousand per person? Or a month's salary?"

"How much is the year-end bonus for Wanghailou?"

"Everyone is paid two months' wages."

"Employees of the fishing tackle factory are either relatives in the village or retired soldiers. The year-end bonus is 200 yuan each. There are more than 2000 people in total, which is more than [-] million yuan, which is less than half a day's profit of the fishing tackle factory."

"That's fine too, so as not to be talked about."

"Parents are 1000 million each, older brothers and sisters-in-law are 100 million each, and uncles are [-] million each."

"Is it necessary to give Uncle them so much?"

"In the past, my uncle's house had delicious food, and they also called ours."

"It's up to you to decide. By the way, when will the wages in the factory be paid?"

"Tomorrow it will be distributed together with the year-end bonus."

"Has the salary been calculated?"

"Come out when you get off work."

At eight o'clock in the morning, the fishing tackle factory opened again.

The employees in the workshop began to clean up, and the canteen prepared lunch.

At ten o'clock, all the employees gathered in the cafeteria.

Zhao Shanhe walked to the stage and said with a smile: "Thank you for your support, the factory has made a lot of money this year."

While eating, the bank started transferring money.

The salary and year-end bonus add up to at least 10,000+.

Each of the employees looked at the account text messages, and their faces were full of smiles.

After eating and drinking enough to clean up the battlefield, except for the security guards on duty, the rest of the staff left one after another.

In the next few days, Zhao Shanhe and Wang Yuqing ran around.

This one eats for a day, that one eats for a day.

It was screened from east to west, and the hilarious plot made many viewers watch it over and over again.

Yitian Tulongji started broadcasting, and countless viewers were surprised and delighted, waiting to watch the next episode every day.

On the first day of the first lunar month, as soon as the sun broke through the sea, people in the village went to the mountains to burn incense and paper and set off firecrackers.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Wang Mingfei came to pay New Year's greetings: "Fourth Uncle, Happy New Year."

"Here." Zhao Shanhe handed the other party a red envelope, which contained a stack of Yanhuang coins.

"Fourth Uncle, Happy New Year." Wang Mingfei knelt and kowtowed.

"Take it to buy clothes." Wang Yuqing also lost [-] yuan.

"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, Happy New Year." Zhao Wei bowed on his knees.

Zhao Shanhe and Wang Yuqing both packed [-] in red envelopes for their nephews Wang Mingfei and Zhao Wei.

The red envelopes of other nephews and nieces in the village all contain [-] yuan.

Zhao Shanhe, who was never married before, can get a lot of red envelopes every Chinese New Year.

It is justifiable to pay New Year's greetings to the elders, and it is not shameful to kneel and kowtow.

In Zhaojiawan, as long as you are not married, you can get red envelopes when you pay New Year greetings to your elders.

Once you get married, you can only give gifts to your elders when you go to pay New Year's greetings.

The fishing tackle factory has made a lot of money, and the red packaging is less, which is obviously unjustifiable.

Half an hour later, Zhao Shanhe went to the county town, bought a lot of cigarettes and alcohol, and then began to give gifts.

The people in the village are almost all relatives of their family, but there are differences in closeness.

After Shanhe Fishing Tackle Factory was established, all the labor force in the village became his employees.

Originally related to relatives, and now an employee of a fishing tackle factory, Zhao Shanhe had no choice but to give gifts from door to door.

For more than a week after that, there was no fire at home.

Except for the day when they went to Yuezhou Mansion, Zhao Shanhe and Wang Yuqing were visiting each other.

Eat at this one at noon, and eat at that one at night, and before you know it, it will be the ninth day of the first lunar month.

For the parents' treat, originally there were only people from the village, and nineteen tables could be filled. Since the fishing tackle factory starts tomorrow, the security guards, forklift workers, and chefs who went home for the New Year all arrived, and thirty tables were seated.

After lunch, Zhao Shanhe went to the bank in the town to withdraw some cash.

Tomorrow, the fishing tackle factory will start work, so it is reasonable to send a red envelope for the start of work.

Back in the village, Zhao Shanhe allocated houses to the security guards, chefs, and forklift workers in the factory.

Each staff dormitory has a set, free occupancy, he did not send a house.

It is obviously inappropriate to give away a house after only a few months in the factory.

Zhao Shanhe has no idea of ​​giving employees a house. The salary is already very high, and the employees have the ability to buy a house by themselves.

His idea is very simple, as long as the employees in the factory are still working in the fishing tackle factory, the employee dormitory building will let them live for free.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the fishing tackle factory started working again.

After sending Wang Yuqing to Wanghai Tower, Zhao Shanhe drove back to the village.

Counting it down, he hadn't practiced for more than ten days, and he hadn't killed any vicious dogs.

During this period of time recently, his wife is often by his side, and he has no time to do other things because he has no skills.

"It is recorded in the Secret Records of Cultivation that a cultivator spends tens of thousands of years of true energy, but I only have one thousand and three years of innate true energy."

After passing the written scripts to Xu Xuesheng, Zhao Shanhe sailed out to sea and entered the system space.

Killed some white, red, and orange vicious dogs, and bought a lot of Qi pills.

When he came to the bottom of the sea at a depth of about 3000 meters, Zhao Shanhe tried his best to practice the indestructible kung fu.

During the Chinese New Year period, although he did not practice, he took a lot of tonics.

Every time he goes to the toilet, he goes to the system space.

By chance, Zhao Shanhe bought Qixue Pill that can enhance Qi and blood.

System products are refreshed every hour, and things that are not available now may be available in an hour.

With the help of water pressure, Zhao Shanhe's Immortality Kung Fu increased rapidly.

"Thousand and 380 second floors of indestructible skills, and 380 years of innate true energy."

Seeing the No. [-] octopus swimming down from above, Zhao Shanhe immediately went upstream.

It's 02:30 in the afternoon, it's a bit far to go to sea, it's time for him to go home.

After eating dozens of qi and blood pills and refining them with exercise, Zhao Shanhe sailed back.

On the second day, his Invincible Kung Fu reached 590 layers.

On the third day, his Invincible Kung Fu broke through to the second floor of 930.

After 1 days of hard training, with the help of Qi and Blood Pill, True Qi Pill, and water pressure, Zhao Shanhe's Invincible Skill of Ten Thousand Exercises has risen to [-] layers like a broken bamboo, and the innate true energy in the lower dantian has soared to [-] Year.

Leaving the seabed with a water depth of more than 1 meters, Zhao Shanhe, who was full of pride, returned to the sea in the Xinghai.

"1 years of innate qi, a cultivator in the qi refining stage will definitely not be able to stop my full blow."

He got the secret record of comprehension in the lottery before, so he has some understanding of the situation of comprehension practitioners.

Cultivators are divided into nine realms, from low to high, they are Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Yuanying, Out of Body, Distraction, Fusion, Crossing Tribulation, and Mahayana.

Even if the quality of the true energy of a cultivator in the qi refining period far surpasses the innate qi, his innate qi is 1 years old.

The lifespan of a cultivator in the Qi refining period is only 120 years. Even if he refines a lot of elixir and panacea, the probability of having 500 years of true energy is very small. The body is not strong enough, and the true energy is too much. The only ending is to explode.

(End of this chapter)