Pan Han came back and ate with his family until 9 o'clock in the evening, and then left with a great satisfaction.

In the end, they drank 88 bottles of beer, 400 skewers of various barbecues, and two plates of fried dough sticks, spending a total of 1,300 yuan.

When it came time to pay the bill, the second child was stunned.

Small towns in the north are not as poor as Kyoto or southern cities. Five people, including food and drink, usually cost less than 300 yuan. In addition, Pan Han was able to return intact from Brother Chuan's hands. Even though Lao Er was knowledgeable, he couldn't help but look at Pan Han a few more times.

How could Pan Han not know that the boss was staring at him, so he walked over to the second brother with a smile.

"Boss, your Zhou Jia will be quitting in a few days. I'm telling you this in advance."

"Ah? Why don't you do it?" The second brother was very surprised when he heard this. Because Zhou Jia was the equivalent of two people in his company, and she was pretty, which could attract more customers.

"Come with me. You earn too little." Pan Han said casually.

"Haha, it turns out that he is a big boss! Zhou Jia is so lucky. He has to work hard!" Lao Erpi smiled. He thought Zhou Jia had hooked up with a rich man.

"Let's go." Pan Han waved his hand and said goodbye to Lao Er and Zhou Jia.

Zhou Jia quickly helped Pan Han into the car, then bowed deeply and saw him off.

Second Aunt drove, and everyone else sat still. Pan Han created a WeChat group, added his uncle and Zhou Jia, and briefly explained the situation.

My uncle and Zhou Jia agreed to meet in three days. Pan Han didn't care about the rest of the matter anymore. Let them discuss it.

The next day, Pan Han said goodbye to his family and drove back to Kyoto in his Maybach.

Along the way, Yan Xiaoli and Wang Doudou kept chattering in the group.

Many days had passed since he left, and Yan Xiaoli did miss him. Wang Doudou, annoyed by his father's urging, asked Pan Han to get the medicine quickly.

Pan Han enjoyed the happy time driving a luxury car along the way.

There were no family matters, no apocalyptic concerns. Just him and one of the world's most advanced mechanical devices. He stepped on the accelerator, listening to the powerful engine roar, the top-notch audio system, and the panoramic sunroof, and Pan Han forgot all his worries.

Suddenly an idea came into his mind - to open his own car factory.

The cars of the end times have such powerful performance. Wouldn’t it be enough to just move them back and modify them?

Pan Han himself was shocked by this idea. He immediately thought of many industries that could be moved back and started.

Oil fields, cars, drones, potions, gold. These things are enough to build a business empire.

"Roar!" Pan Han slapped the steering wheel and couldn't help but scream.

However, he immediately calmed down.

At present, he only controls a food processing factory and half of a film and television production company. He is still far from building a closed business loop and a business empire.

Besides, there are still many maps that have not been explored in the apocalypse, and there will be tens of billions of trials in a month.

There are so many things to do, and I want to do everything, but I have to focus on the main contradictions. Otherwise, I will work myself to death and still not be able to finish the work.

So Pan Han slowed down, turned on cruise control and lane keeping, and began to sort out his thoughts.

After returning to Kyoto, they must hand over a copy of the evolution potion. Once the testing is complete, given Mr. Wang's character, he will definitely use coercion and inducement to cooperate in producing this potion.

It's just that the evolution potion contains a very small amount of zombie virus. It can't be cultivated in the Panhan world.

So, on the surface, it was the production of potions, but in reality, Mr. Wang was buying from Pan Han and then marketing them. As for how to market them, Pan Han had already vaguely thought of it.

In this world, there are many kinds of medicines and injections. Rich people spend millions or even tens of millions to maintain their appearance and restore body functions.

Mr. Wang would most likely be in business with this kind of person. He'd create custom potions for the wealthy, rejuvenating them. He could probably fetch 10 million per shot. And there would definitely be limits on the effectiveness of the product, like requiring another shot every three years or it would wear off.

Pan Han can't do this, but Mr. Wang has a team, so it shouldn't be difficult.

"When the time comes, just give me 5 million for each needle sold! Selling 1,000 needles a year will be enough. I will make 5 billion a year." After Pan Han finished the calculation, he couldn't suppress his ecstasy.

5 billion a year! It’s impossible to spend it all! It’s impossible to spend it all!

As for the film and television company, just focus on filming! Just focus on your acting skills. Take your time, don't rush.

It’s okay to not make money, or even to lose a little.

Pan Han has had a lot of things he wants to shoot in recent years, and he will realize them all when the time comes.

"What a rubbish Marvel Universe? When the time comes, I will film the entire Investiture of the Gods Universe for you." Pan Han is preparing to create the oriental superpower's own mythological universe.

All the money was spent on special effects, only newcomers were used as actors, and anyone whose acting skills weren't up to par was beaten up!

"Hehehe!" Thinking of the new actors, Pan Han couldn't help but have an unknown liquid flow out of the corner of his mouth.

"I got some big fruits before, but now it doesn't seem appropriate to take them out." After thinking about the potion and the film and television company, Pan Han started thinking further.

This huge fruit is something that has never been seen in this universe. If it is brought out rashly, it will definitely cause an uproar.

We have to find a ripe time. Pan Han scratched his head when he thought of this.

Big fruit is different from medicine. Medicine only serves a very small number of rich people and is completely unknown to the outside world.

But the big fruit must be released to the public, so it's difficult to hide it.

"Let's put it aside for now." Pan Han could only sigh. To be honest, he missed the taste of the big fruit.

In fact, similar to the big fruit, there is also the car in the end times, which definitely needs to find a suitable time.

Thinking further ahead, drones, mechas, etc. all need to be taken out slowly.

Gold is easy to deal with, but what about oil?

The purchase and sale of oil in Longguo is complicated and strictly regulated. If Pan Han rashly transported millions of tons of oil, he would probably be arrested immediately.

"It seems that things are not that simple!"

We need to find a place where the market is not so well developed and the laws and regulations are not so sound.

Then you can only go abroad, and you can’t go to developed countries, you can only go to poor countries.

Thinking of this, Pan Han's ideas suddenly became clear.

Yes! Go to a foreign country and become a warlord!

The world is not peaceful, there are wars everywhere.

At that time, he would use gold and oil to pave the way, get money and land, recruit a group of mercenaries, and become a commander himself.

Moreover, Pan Han himself is an Evolver and has a mecha. Who can be his opponent?

"That's awesome! My idea is awesome!" Pan Han couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

But where should we go? It has to be chaotic enough and poor enough!

Suddenly, a country popped up and shouted in Pan Han's mind: "Elect me, elect me quickly!"

Who else could it be?

That must be the jewel of Africa - Soniuli!