Master Xie suddenly smiled, only the woman beside her sighed softly.
Roland naturally also noticed this scene. Since the dream world has absorbed those core cyclones many times, his power has also been growing, and his perception and acuity have improved to a new stage. Although the other party was very concealed, he was still caught by the corner of his eye.
This woman is the treasurer and secretary sent by Guardian, Qingqing. I heard that she just graduated from a famous school not long ago. Her talent and ability are all at the upper level, and she looks pretty good. It can be said that she is the kind of person who wins at the starting line. She is the only one in the entire factory who knows that all expenses are currently borne by the Sanye Group, and the "current boss" is basically nothing.
Probably in Qingqing's eyes, these actions of his are all lying to the group's wool and poaching the corner of the employer, and it is understandable that his expression is not good-looking.
But Roland didn't care. At this time, as long as the other party was pulled into the water, a little complaint would definitely disappear.
"Of course, it's everyone's credit for producing results so quickly," he smiled at the secretary. "If it's successful, all the employees in the factory should get an extra month's salary!"
"That's right, it's because you thought it through, boss," Master Xie nodded again and again.
"No... That's not what I meant..." Qingqing didn't expect that Roland would notice her little move, so she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "I'm just thinking, when will the company's book be profitable..."
If nothing else, there should never be such a day. Roland waved his hand calmly, "Don't worry, my friends are all pursuing their dreams, making money is not a problem at all, just wait for a promotion and a salary increase."
"It's easy to talk, easy to talk about." Master Xie seemed to have fallen into the fantasy of reaching the pinnacle of life, and the folds on his face gathered when he smiled.
"By the way," he looked at Qingqing, "I just happen to have a new project to develop. Come to the office with me."
"Ah... Boss," Master Xie asked flatteringly when Roland turned to leave, "Do you have any other requirements for this tractor? Such as shape, color, etc."
You really treat it as a movie prop... Roland shook his head amusingly, "As long as the reliability is passed, the rest is not important. But..."
"Please speak."
"If I can, I would like to have five pairs of road wheels in the final product."
"This is not a problem at all," Master Xie said, patting his chest. "When I designed the site, I considered scalability, so leave it to me!"
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The factory area was quite quiet as the factory employees ran out to watch the test car test. Roland noticed that after crossing the workshop gate, Qingqing had relaxed the following distance from two meters to five meters.
He couldn't help laughing a little. It seemed that Guardian did not reveal his identity to the other party, otherwise she should have known that when a martial artist wants to do something wrong, let alone five meters, it is not a problem to let her run for fifty meters first.
However, he is too lazy to improve his image in the eyes of employees, he can work hard for him, nothing else matters.
After walking into the messy office, Roland sat directly on the boss's seat and said straight to the point, "That's right, I have a friend..."
here we go again.
Qingqing couldn't help slandering. Every project starts with a friend. The problem is that there are so many friends who are willing to spend hundreds of thousands on a pile of garbage. She admitted that the hobbies of rich people are indeed all kinds of strange, but the boss's dress does not look like a noble boy of any company, she is still confident in this vision.
After all, she has been studying in a famous school all the way, and she has seen a lot of gold-plated rich second generation, but she has never seen a simple and unpretentious person like the boss. For a niche audience, the quality and price are definitely not cheap, not to mention that there are fewer and fewer young people willing to hibernate... But Mr. Roland, the clothes he wears are the most common street stalls, there is no decoration on his body, even the car he drives , are all banging little buns. This can't be described as low-key anymore...
It's just that the whole body reveals the breath of poverty!
Where can such a person's friend go with the money
After graduation, she successfully applied for the Sanye Group, the largest company in the city. She wanted to add a beautiful record to her resume, but she did not expect that the big boss would directly transfer to this small factory, and the projects she did were all kinds of strange. She began to wonder if Mr. Guardian was deceived, or deliberately used the factory to cover up some shady business.
For example, the new project proposed by the boss is actually radio communication! Qingqing almost wanted to hold his forehead and sigh. The walkie-talkie was worth dozens of dollars on the Internet, and he could buy an antique-shaped transmitter, but he wanted to start with the most basic electronic tube. Just like the tractor project, it had to be handcrafted from scratch. There are no off-the-shelf parts that you can buy.
This is not a deliberate waste of money!
"For recruiting, you don't need to be too professional. Graduates or radio enthusiasts are fine. Just building a prefab outside the factory as an office for them will save me from running." Roland explained his requirements in detail. , "They will approve whatever equipment they want, but remember, all parts must be produced here, it doesn't matter how rough it is, or in other words, the lower the required craftsmanship, the better. Doomsday wasteland, understand? I A friend is just fine."
"It's not the same as a salary increase... I'm afraid I'll have to report to Mr. Guardian first."
"It's okay," Roland said generously, "I think he will agree."
Just then, the phone in his pocket rang.
Hearing the bell was actually a call from the Martial Daoist Association.
After Roland asked Qingqing to leave, he answered the phone.
"Hello, Mr. Roland," a calm and familiar voice came into my ears, it was the rock that guarded the association, "I have a new task that I want to entrust to you. I wonder if you are free to come to Luye Sanatorium this afternoon. trip?"
Now that the rock is the biggest support of the Greycastle Design Bureau, of course he has no reason to refuse, so he agreed.
Since the last time when the magical creature that came from the other side of erosion was annihilated, the whereabouts of the rest of the fallen demons have suddenly become much more secretive, as if they had sensed the danger, they completely withdrew from the city, so much so that the witches of Taquila searched for them. The attack results have dropped a lot compared to before.
However, Roland always felt that it would not be so simple.
The goal of the Fallen is to capture the power of nature from the Awakened, thereby weakening the power of the dream world. Now that Prism City has been attacked, and the Martial Dao Conference has kicked off, a large number of Martial Daoists have gathered here, and they should not give up on this.
If the association had mastered the new information on the fallen demons, it would have saved a lot of effort for him.