bioinnovel Chapter 113 Is this what a businessman is like?
Chapter 113 Is this what a businessman is like?
She released her grip, took a step back, and looked Zhang Yan up and down to make sure he wasn't missing any limbs before regaining some of her composure.
"What exactly is going on next?"
Nie Qingcheng pointed to the oil stains on his body, "Did you get into a fight? Or were you fixing an excavator?"
"More or less."
Zhang Yan walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up a delicate little cake from the table, and stuffed it into his mouth. "I fought with a centuries-old relic and repaired a big guy along the way."
"An old relic?"
Nie Qingcheng was completely confused.
Zhang Yan didn't explain, but instead took out his phone and pulled up the surveillance footage that had been connected from below.
"Come see our newest member."
He handed the phone to Nie Qingcheng.
On the screen, in the dark underground cavern, the three-meter-tall black mech knelt quietly before the bronze furnace. Although its armor was tattered, the overwhelming sense of oppression could be felt even through the screen.
Nie Qingcheng's pupils suddenly contracted.
Although she doesn't understand mechanics, she has an aesthetic sense and, more importantly, a business acumen.
This thing... is so amazing.
It's more realistic and powerful than the special effects in Hollywood blockbusters.
"This is... something you just did?"
Nie Qingcheng pointed at the screen, her voice trembling slightly.
"uh-huh."
Zhang Yan leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, "The pinnacle of the Mo family's mechanical arts, I named it Big Black."
"This thing originally intended to self-destruct and level this place, but I was convinced by physics."
Nie Qingcheng took a deep breath, trying to process the information.
She looked at the giant black machine on the screen, and then at the rows of dilapidated but still magnificent mecha production lines next to it.
Suddenly, her eyes changed.
That shrewdness and greed (in a positive sense) characteristic of businessmen instantly overwhelmed their surprise.
"husband."
Nie Qingcheng turned her head, her eyes shining brightly, as if she were looking at a mountain of gold.
"Can this thing... move?"
"Yes, you can."
Zhang Yan nodded. "Although some parts are broken, the core power is fine. Walking and carrying bricks are no problem."
"Moving bricks?"
Nie Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him. This spendthrift man actually wanted to use such a national treasure-level mecha to move bricks?
She sat down next to Zhang Yan, stretched out her finger, and gently traced the lines of the mecha on the screen.
"Zhang Yan, you said..."
Nie Qingcheng's voice was low, trembling with excitement, "If we set up a 'mecha-themed pavilion' in the resort and put this thing right in the middle..."
"Perhaps we could even develop some interactive exhibits, allowing visitors to get up close and personal, or... sit inside and experience it?"
Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment.
His original plan was to seal this place off and use it as a secret base.
I never expected this woman to have such a unique way of thinking.
Is this what capitalists are like?
Do you want to cash in on everything you see?
"This is a centuries-old artifact, and a killing machine at that. Aren't you afraid of scaring people?"
Zhang Yan raised an eyebrow.
"What are you afraid of?"
A confident smile curved Nie Qingcheng's lips, a unique charm she possessed as a business queen.
"Young people today are looking for excitement and hardcore experiences."
"Our 'Wangcai' has already become a viral sensation, if we were to bring out this 'ancestor'..."
Nie Qingcheng became more and more excited as she spoke. She straddled Zhang Yan's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stared intently at him.
"Honey, think about it."
"The world's only real, movable ancient mecha."
"This isn't a resort, it's a money-printing machine!"
"At that time, let alone the Zhou family or the Wang family, even the top wealthy families in Beijing will have to line up and buy tickets to get a glimpse of us!"
Zhang Yan looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his own, feeling the warmth and fragrance emanating from her body.
He smiled helplessly.
That's what he liked about Nie Qingcheng.
This woman is ambitious and never engages in internal strife.
As long as he's backing her up, she's willing to create a huge mess, and then charge admission fees right there at the edge of that mess.
"Okay, whatever you say."
Zhang Yan reached out and tidied her slightly messy hair. "But this thing is too broken right now, it needs to be repaired."
"Moreover, its power system is a bit too powerful. If it's really going to be exhibited, I'll have to add a few safety measures to prevent it from accidentally squeezing a visitor to death in a fit of excitement."
"No problem! We'll provide the money and the manpower if you need them!"
Nie Qingcheng waved her hand with an air of magnanimity, "As long as you can get it done, tonight..."
She suddenly stopped, leaned close to Zhang Yan's ear, and breathed softly.
"When I get home tonight, I'll wear that outfit that you looked at in your shopping cart for a long time but didn't dare to order."
Zhang Yan's Adam's apple bobbed.
That's... a specific style with cat ears and a tail?
"make a deal."
Zhang Yan sat up straight instantly, his eyes becoming incredibly determined.
"It must be repaired! It absolutely must be repaired!"
"I'm going to draw blueprints all night tonight, and I'll fight anyone who tries to stop me!"
Nie Qingcheng chuckled as she looked at his pathetic state.
She got off Zhang Yan's lap, straightened her skirt, and regained her dignified and elegant CEO demeanor.
"Let's go, my great hero."
Nie Qingcheng took Zhang Yan's arm, which was covered in engine oil, without any disgust.
"The victory celebration outside isn't over yet."
"Weren't those people looking down on you? Didn't they say you were a kept man?"
Nie Qingcheng pulled him outside, her chin slightly raised, like a proud peacock.
"Tonight, I'm going to tell them in front of everyone."
"Only you are qualified to eat this bowl of rice."
"Moreover, in my entire life, I, Nie Qingcheng, will only cook for you."
The moment I pushed open the door to the lounge, the noise from outside hit me.
Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes, looking at the brightly lit hall.
He touched the copy of "Mozi" in his arms, which was still warm from his body, and then looked at the radiant woman beside him.
Ok.
This gigolo is really quite tempting.
but……
Zhang Yan glanced back at the direction deep underground.
Now that Big Black has been dealt with, who exactly is the "enemy" that created it and sealed it here in the first place?
What were the Mohists guarding against?
Could there be something even more terrifying buried underground?
Forget it, I don't want to.
If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up; the most important thing now is to go home and see Cat Ears.