Mixed Miners

Yang Ling thought about it for a moment. I feel that this thing was too simple yesterday. A new wine should be listed. In addition to alcohol, it also needs to apply for business license and tax registration. Production plants, quality inspection, and canning still require containers. In the later period, there are packaging, advertising, marketing, distribution channels...

The head is big! Yang Ling squats on his forehead, and there are too few people around him who can resist Da Ding in one breath, otherwise they can be a shopkeeper.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling had to say: "Don't worry about wine, you should go to the third child first, let him help us design some bottles, and of course, the outer packaging, I went to the sixth, to see if I can find him. Personally, otherwise our two business idiots are not exhausted!"

"Yes ~!" Dou Yuntao nodded. He used to open a small online shop. He only had a small fight and no license. He didn't know anything about these basics, but a heart that yearned for money never changed.

"Right, what about the pillar?" Yang Ling did not find the pillar after watching it.

Dou Yuntao said with a black face: "The stock was smashed overnight next night, and it was gone to the decoration shop before it was bright."

Yang Ling: ...

Half an hour later, Yang Ling sat in Ding Cong's house, watching the guy gorging on the meat and soy milk.

Ding Cong became more and more uncomfortable when he was eating. He suddenly looked up at Yang Ling and saw his eyes hooked straight. He couldn’t help but shudder and said: "The second child, you didn’t say clearly on the phone. In the end, let me wait for you to have an ostrich at home, and hurry up!"

"Have you been busy recently?" Yang Ling asked.

Ding Cong turned his eyes and said: "Busy, why are you not busy, you think that people all over the world are as busy as you are, and you see that I have no time to eat every day."

"Hey~" Yang Ling laughed a few times and then his face gradually became a little dignified. "Senior, did you say anything to He Yang?"

“Yeah!” Ding Cong said while eating: “I just let him not ask anything. Just buy the materials according to your meaning. Right, can you tell me if you have got another advanced alien? Is the technology ready to be developed? Or are you ready to get the spaceship you said last time?"

Yang Ling shook his head. "The spaceship does not have tens of billions of funds. I don't think I want to think about it. You have to eat it quickly, then lie down on the bed. I have something to say to you! Of course, you should take a week off... ..."

Ding Cong suddenly looked at Yang Ling, and the meat folder in his hand slammed into the ground. The mouth was pumping for a long time before he stuttered: "The second child, you want to say... what to say? ... tell you, I don’t... don’t do it, absolutely~~”

Lying trough~! Yang Ling suddenly squatted and said with a smile: "You think too much, and Lao Tzu does not engage in the basics, but this thing I want to say is very important, and it can change your future life!"

Ding Cong's face was pumped a few times and said: "Two big men, if you have anything to lie down on the bed, say, hurry! After I finish, I have to go to work!"

"Come on, eat it and say ~!"

Yang Ling bent over and picked up the meat clip and stuffed it into Ding Cong's hand. Ding Cong did not look at it and stuffed it into his mouth. His face was a lot easier, a straight man, as long as he didn't engage in the basics, he said it!

"Okay!" Ding Cong took a few mouthfuls to finish the breakfast and rubbed his hand, then pointed at the bedroom and said, "Let's go, I want to see what you use to change my life!"

The two entered the bedroom.

Yang Ling looked at Ding Cong with a serious look. After a long time, he said: "The sixth child, every word I say, whether you understand it or not, please never spread it!"

"Yes ~!" Ding Cong looked at Yang Ling is not like a joke, could not help but nod.

Yang Ling organized a language in his mind and said: "The world we live in has many legends about the gods. You must think that those are fake, right?"

Ding Cong opened his mouth and nodded. Before he even had time to speak, Yang Ling continued: "But I tell you that those are not fake, but they are real and true. When I was reading, we have seen many comprehension The novel, what I want to tell you today is that I...now is a true comprehension..."

Ding Cong sucked a few times and said: "Cure your uncle, you have not taken the wrong medicine today!"

Yang Ling ignored him, slowly reached into the air, grabbed it, and a gray-white sword suddenly appeared in his hands.

Ding Cong’s eyes widened and he grabbed his hand and looked around and said with amazement: “Dog/day, you can’t see it, you will be magic!”

Yang Ling still ignored him. One element directly rushed into the sword embryo. He only heard the sound of "呛~!". The sword embryo volleyed more than two meters high. Suddenly, Guanghua was released, and the blink of an eye became one meter long. The cold-blooded sword, the rootless and unfounded floating in the air slowly rotates, and a fierce breath will cover the entire room with an unusually cold chill.

"This this……"

Ding Cong stunned and looked at the flying sword floating in the air. A pair of eyeballs stunned to the outside of the eyelids, and Zhang Dazui couldn't speak for a long time.

"You are not mistaken, this is a flying sword that is often said in a comprehension novel. It takes a thousand miles to take the first person like a chopped melon and cut vegetables..." Yang Ling gestured, Feijian slowly fell into his hands, the sword body slender As thin as a wing ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ exudes a clear glory, the front of the sword, the inscription is engraved with the two characters of "Hook Chen".

After seven or eight minutes, Ding Cong was sober, and sat down on the bed and swayed, staring at the flying sword in Yang Ling’s hand and said, "Why, why should you tell me?"

Yang Ling softly flicked the flying sword with his fingers, and sighed with a sigh of grief. "As far as I know, the only self-cultivator on earth today is boring and lonely. It is simply the emptiness and coldness of the representative. A person alone suffers from this fascinating world-famous secret. He can’t eat all the time, can’t sleep, feels that life is not fun...”

Ding Cong's face was pumping hard.

"We are good brothers, right brothers should have the same blessings, so you have to stand up bravely to help me share the pain of this secret, just like the last industrial robot, the black pot, Best for a good brother..."

Ding Cong only sighed for a long time. "I will know that you are absolutely not good at looking for me. Come on, I am ready, and I will give you all the magic drugs that you can't use. I am sincere." I like to help people solve problems. I don’t refuse to do things like black pots. Who makes me feel good?” (To be continued.)