Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

In Su Fangfei's shocked eyes, Meng ran nods slightly, and her delicate face is full of tenderness.

"For Reiki sales, the net profit of a bottle is 500000. At least 1000 bottles can be produced a day, and 500 million bottles a day. If you calculate it carefully, the net profit of a year will definitely exceed 100 billion."

Meng ran explained with a smile.

Before leaving Jiangbei, Meng ran asked Wan Zhibin to restart Reiki sales. Because of the shortage of goods, the rich and senior officials in the upper circles of Jiangbei were fully aware of the value of this thing.

Even the top health care products in China are hard to compare with them. Changhong medicinal wine, Jingong health tea and so on are not comparable in the face of aura.

Even the generals of the Jiangbei military region are flocking to it.

Moreover, the Jiangbei military region intended to make Reiki a special supply for the military region, and wanted to monopolize the sales. After learning that Meng ran was the real owner of Reiki, he actually alerted Liu Chengwu, the general secretary of military affairs, to come forward in person and suppress the matter.

After all, Meng Ran's identity is too special. Liu Chengwu's move is to sell a thin face to the first person in tianbang, which gives Meng ran a green light.

Even Wanbin wanted to establish a relationship with yanhaomen.

Wan Zhibin is indeed an old fox who has been in business for decades. He immediately opened his mouth and directly doubled the price of Reiki.

Now the net profit of a bottle of Reiki has reached 500000!

Such a profiteering industry naturally attracts too many people's devious designs.

However, the name of mengxianshi in Jiangbei is too loud. In addition, Liu Chengwu is terrified behind his back. Let alone ordinary tycoons. Even if the nine families in Yanjing want to rob, they have to weigh it.

Because Meng Ran is a fairyland, his worldly money and power have been as light as a cloud in his eyes. To say nothing of 100 billion, it is one trillion, one billion, which is difficult to enter Meng Ran's eyes.

But Su Fangfei is different. Although Su Fangfei knows that there are martial arts and Magic Arts in the world, Su Fangfei is still a mortal after all.

As an assistant director, she has worked hard for only 300000 yuan a year. This is because Fengsheng has grown stronger and her salary has been improved. If it had been, it would have been over 200000 yuan.

Compared with 100 billion yuan, Meng ran wants to hand over such a huge industry to himself. Rao is a little short circuited in Fangfei's shocked brain.

After a long time, Su's beauty looked at Meng Ran's beautiful face and said, "dear little brother, you are so rich now. Do you have many beautiful women to throw themselves in your arms?"

Su Fangfei grabs Meng Ran's ear and pulls Meng ran to her body.

Although it is a smile, but the beauty of Su Da's peach blossom eyes is full of threat. It seems that Meng ran dares to nod and will tear Meng Ran's ear off.

"Absolutely not!"

Meng Ran's righteous and strict way.

Because Su Fangfei pinched her ears, Meng ran had to bow down. At the moment, she happened to catch a glimpse of the bloody scene.

Su Fangfei is wearing a standard business suit, a suit, a skirt, silk stockings and legs.

Beige suit skirt, with the neckline with a white scarf tied into a beautiful bow tie, elegant and dignified, showing the beauty of the workplace.

The lower part of her body is a 15 cm knee length skirt. Because she is holding Meng Ran's ear, Su Da beauty sitting on the office chair has slightly separated her legs, which makes someone see the attractive scenery that she should not have seen.

Su Fangfei was also aware of her sudden release of spring, blushing with shame, as if she were burning with fire. She kicked Meng ran fiercely and threatened to say:

"Hello, Xiaoran, even my cousin's tofu. I don't take care of you!"