In the central urban area of Hua Zhong Base City.
Dojo of Limits building.
In the manager's office.
Chen Yitong stood by the window, gazing at the distant tall buildings, a worried expression on his face. The hall was about to undergo a change in leadership, and if things went as expected, he would have to move from his current position. The reason he was able to sit in this position during the last change was not because of his strength, but because of some friendship with President Jiang, who had pulled him up.
But no matter how close their relationship was, it was impossible for him to continuously hold the manager position.
After all, many Advanced Warlords were eyeing the manager position, and in recent years, he hadn't made any significant contributions to his work, only performing adequately. So, it would be difficult for President Jiang to speak up for him again.
"Sigh."
He let out a long sigh and turned to sit back in his office chair.
Bang.
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.
Chen Yitong's face showed displeasure. Even if there were rumors he was leaving, he hadn't left yet, so why were people so impolite!
He raised his head, about to see who it was, when a familiar voice sounded in his ear, "Lao Chen, why are you still sitting there!"
"Ah, President Jiang."
Chen Yitong quickly stood up. "There's still some time until the leadership change. My sitting here shouldn't have any impact, right?"
President Jiang frowned. "I'm not talking about that. It's the new type of genetic medicine!"
"What? A new type of genetic medicine?"
Chen Yitong looked puzzled.
President Jiang saw his expression and knew that Chen Yitong hadn't received the news yet, so he reprimanded him, "Lao Chen, how are you managing as a manager? You don't even know about such a big matter. Recently, a new type of genetic medicine has been circulating in Hua Zhong Base City. I heard that after taking this medicine, one can break through to Advanced Warlord in a short time, and there are no side effects."
Chen Yitong's eyes widened. "A genetic medicine that can break through to Advanced Warlord? How is that possible? Who's spreading rumors?!"
President Jiang frowned. "Several warriors have personally experienced it, so the matter should not be false. But whether it is or not, you immediately call the captain of the Raging Wind Squad. He is the source of this matter."
Chen Yitong was a bit confused. How did this involve Qin Shan?
However, he reacted very quickly and immediately thought of Shen Ping from Qin Shan's squad, Shen God of War. He instantly shuddered and quickly dialed Qin Shan's number.
Beep...
After connecting.
Chen Yitong asked breathlessly, "Lao Qin, do you know about the new type of genetic medicine?"
Qin Shan laughed heartily. "Lao Chen, the news has reached your ears, huh? I was just about to tell you in a few days. I'm the one selling that new type of genetic medicine."
Chen Yitong saw President Jiang staring at him and quickly pressed, "You're selling it? So, the rumored effects of the new type of genetic medicine are all true?"
"They are indeed true."
"Lao Chen, I'll be honest with you, the medicine's effect is very strong. Even for Advanced Warlords like us, it can increase punch force by 10,000 kilograms in two or three months. If you want to buy, I'll give you an internal half-price, one billion!"
Qin Shan said.
Not only was Chen Yitong on good terms with him, but he was also the manager of the Dojo of Limits. His connections and status were there, so giving him a half-price was something he had discussed with Shen Ping beforehand.
"How much? Half-price is only one billion?!"
Chen Yitong was stunned again after hearing that.
A genetic medicine that could break through to Advanced Warlord, even with side effects, its efficacy was almost comparable to the dragon blood resources of the Dojo of Limits, and dragon blood sold for as high as eighty billion!
After a while.
The communication ended.
President Jiang, who had been listening to the external sound the whole time, his eyes gleaming, "Lao Chen, since you have a good relationship with this Qin Shan, the matter of the new type of genetic medicine is entrusted to you. No matter what the cost, get me an annual quota of five hundred doses!!"
"As long as you can do it, no one can touch this manager position, and it will even be yours in the next term!"
Chen Yitong seemed to be pumped up, full of energy, but when he thought of five hundred doses, he immediately said helplessly, "President Jiang, if this medicine is really as Qin Shan said, then the Thunder Martial Hall, the HR Alliance, the Five Great Powers, and other forces will definitely scramble for it after hearing the news. Even if I have a good relationship with Qin Shan, I may not be able to get such a large quota, and the quantity of this genetic medicine is definitely not much."
The more precious the resource, the scarcer it was.
Like dragon blood, which was controlled by the Dojo of Limits, very little was sold each year.
President Jiang also knew that his request was indeed high, so he said, "A minimum of one hundred doses, and it cannot be surpassed by the Thunder Martial Hall."
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash, not giving Chen Yitong a chance to refute.
Seeing this.
Chen Yitong was speechless, but for the sake of his manager position, he could only bite the bullet and personally go to Qin Shan.
...
The news of the new type of genetic medicine spread too quickly. After the first round of efficacy results came out, the warriors who took it spread the word from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Everyone was a warrior, and who didn't have a few relatives and friends, so the news simply couldn't be kept secret.
President Jiang of the Dojo of Limits could receive it, and naturally, the Thunder Martial Hall, the HR Alliance, the Zheng Family Consortium, and the military could also receive it.
So, calls, and warriors who found out through connections, either called Qin Shan or personally visited him. Although many people guessed that the source behind Qin Shan was likely Shen Ping, they did not go to Shen Ping immediately.
Because Shen Ping had not explicitly stated it, going to him rashly would be awkward unless they had a very good relationship.
May 10th.
The sky was gloomy, and a light drizzle began at eight in the morning and did not stop until noon. Shen Ping left his office and had not yet reached the downstairs restaurant when his communication wristband vibrated.
"Lao Shen, I can't hold on anymore. Too many people are coming to find me. I said I can only provide fifty doses per month, and those guys are blocking me at the entrance of the residential area, and there are even Gods of War among them!"
Qin Shan said with a bitter face, "Only you can step forward."
Shen Ping laughed. "Okay, I guess I should be getting calls too. You handle it for now, and don't budge on fifty doses per month."
In fact, this quantity was already quite a lot, but compared to the massive warrior population, it was still in short supply. Any force wanted to get as much as possible, after all, one dose of medicine represented an Advanced Warlord, and also meant a high possibility of breaking through to God of War!
He hung up the communication.
As he walked towards the restaurant, he opened the virtual frame, which displayed text about industry rewards. However, the family evaluation was not high, only at the level of taking one step, and the rewards were very ordinary.
"To get a big evaluation in the industry this year, the industry profit must exceed fifty billion, or even a hundred billion level."
Shen Ping speculated in his mind.
Although there were many warriors requesting genetic medicine these days, most of them signed contracts for pre-use of the medicine, and only a portion of the money was paid, so the overall profit generated by the genetic medicine was not much.
Regarding this.
He didn't take it to heart. To make big money from genetic medicine, the real big orders still had to rely on various Global forces.
After eating.
His communication wristband vibrated again.
Shen Ping glanced at it; it was an unknown caller ID.
After connecting.
A strong voice came from the wristband, "Shen Ping God of War? I am Jia Yi from China. You should have heard my name before."
Shen Ping's spirits lifted, and he quickly said, "Councilor Jia, I know you."
Jia Yi laughed heartily and continued, "You got the genetic medicine from the ancient civilization ruins, didn't you? On behalf of China, I want to cooperate with you. How about an annual quota of two hundred doses of genetic medicine?"