Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

Mr. Qu frowned when he heard the address of the factory.

But soon, he seemed to understand something and nodded to himself.

When Mo Han finished, the third master looked up and said, "how many weapons are there in the gang now?"

"One third of the inventory left in the past, as well as the 300 new boxes built today, there are about 20 guys in each box, and 100 of them are big guys."

Third master Qu narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect to produce so much in a short time.

"What about the war in the north?"

This problem makes the appearance of the audience not very good-looking.

Because this morning, there was news in the newspapers of Shanghai beach.

Defeated, they were defeated by the Japanese.

"Lost." Zhou Mohan's tone was unspeakably low, as well as forbearance and worry.

Third master Qu knocked on the chair under him and said again, "these days, weapons production is speeding up. All the weapons in stock are sent to the north, and people with sharp hands and flexible brains are selected to deliver them."

Zhou Mo Han is a Leng, immediately don't know to think of what, high voice should way: "is, three Ye."

Qu asked Zhou Mohan, who was standing, to sit down and asked President Huang about the economy of Shanghai beach.

Although the war was in the north, it was more or less affected here.

Thinking of the problems he would face in the future, the third master ordered the people to hoard more grain and food.

In the future, it will be cold. Buy more cotton. As long as someone sells it, Qingbang will collect it.

Finally, the arrangement is not much worse. The third master is ready to get up and go back to his room.

However, as soon as he got up, he thought of a crucial thing, "Mo Han!"

Zhou Mohan heard the voice of the third master, quickly came forward, "what's the matter, Third Master?"

"What's the situation with the western medicine factory in Bradbury? Have you got finished products recently?"

Hearing this, Zhou Mo Han was relieved.

"Speaking of this, Third Master, I'd like to tell you what Bradbury was crazy with us before. We didn't get any finished products in the first few days.

I sent someone to ask and drove us out. That's very arrogant.

But these days, our Qingbang can produce exquisite weapons, and the western medicine factory has made up for all the medicines that we owe, and there is still a surplus. "

Third master Qu didn't show much peace of mind when he heard Zhou Mo Han's words.

He even felt that it was time to abandon Bradbury.

There's half of him in the factory, and there's Bradbury.

Each of them has half of the prescription.

What happened in his coma for half a month made him see clearly.

Once he had an accident, without mi you Ning's help, the Green Gang would have fallen into a very difficult situation.

Thinking of these things, Mr. Qu's elegant face became chilly.

"Mo Han, take Mr. brand glass to stay with mother Kim. I'll go to the meeting myself in the evening."

"Yes, Third Master." Zhou Mohan has long been unhappy with Bradbury. He is too greedy.

Explain this last thing, the third master can leave at last.

"All right, let's go back and arrange our own affairs. It doesn't mean that we're going to have a banquet for many people in the metropolis tonight and send out the news. I'll show up tonight."

President Huang stood up at this time, "Third Master, I'm afraid it's not right. You just woke up and you can't support yourself. If the Japanese don't give up..."