At most it will be time to compensate Li Ying.

Zhou Qiang's ambition is very big.

With the apocalypse behind us, there are so many things that can be done.

Whether it's technology or studying medicine...

Zhou Qiang will participate in whatever he can get in touch with.

What Zhou Qiang wants to build is an all-round technological empire.

But all this is just an idea.

Reality goes a long way.

While eating with Li Ying, we communicated our ideas.

"You don't have to worry about your customers."

"I will be responsible for this."

"At that time, the purchasing company will need to rent a large warehouse in the suburbs for the turnover of materials."

"You also need to handle this issue well."

Now that Zhou Qiang was his boss, Li Ying quickly changed his attitude towards Zhou Qiang.

Li Ying is still able to handle matters of public and private matters.

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The next day.

Zhou Qiang got up early in the morning, bought breakfast, put it on the table, and then went out.

Su Mei, a workaholic, doesn't need to pay attention to her.

When she entered working mode, the night was upside down.

Driving the car, Zhou Qiang went straight to the old street market in the suburban town.

The wood chopping knife is really useful.

Not to mention cheap, it is not a regulated tool.

Zhou Qiang has personally tested its practicality, and the zombie boys are very comfortable using it.

"Boss, how many woodchopping knives of this specification are there?"

In a large grocery store, Zhou Qiang raised the woodcutter in his hand and asked.

The owner of this grocery store is in his fifties.

He stood up, glanced at the woodcutter in Zhou Qiang's hand, thought for a moment and said, "There should be more than fifty more."

In fact, in modern times, with the existence of gas, there are fewer people cutting wood. It is difficult to sell this kind of wood cutting knife.

Only time-honored brands like his retain some of them.

"Boss, I want to finish it all. Do you think it can be cheaper?" Zhou Qiang bargained, pretending to be more natural.

When the grocery store owner heard this, he was immediately happy.

He had accumulated these wood-cutting knives for too long. It was rare that someone wanted them now. He immediately said: "Young man, I will sell them to you at cost price."

Wooden machetes are not expensive, and the cost price for a grocery store owner is only ten yuan.

Fifty dollars is just five hundred dollars.

After buying the woodcutter and moving it to the car, Zhou Qiang searched for other stores.

By the time he left the market, Zhou Qiang had more than 300 wood-chopping knives in his car, and he had sold out almost all the suitable wood-chopping knives in the market.

Zhou Qiang changed hands and threw these woodchopping knives into the storage space.
Chapter completed!