"Welcome to your first visit to our Jian Ge's Gudong Club."
Su Qi coughed lightly, glanced at Chen Huai'an beside him, and said in a low voice: "Ancestor, is this what you mean?"
"It's a shareholder, it's Gudong." Chen Huaian put his hands behind his back and rolled his eyes.
Su Qi has been corrected many times. Apart from having romances with more than a hundred Bai Yueguangs, the mind of this Sword Pavilion Master is like that.
Seeing the more than one hundred female practitioners present, Chen Huai'an was filled with admiration.
Wolf Warrior is Wolf Warrior, that’s really awesome!
If there were more than a hundred Bai Yueguang shareholders, it would be impossible for Weilong Spicy Noodles to become popular in Cangyun Realm in a short time by relying solely on Lingxi Valley and Danzong.
Lingxi Valley and Dan Sect mainly connect with the more powerful sects such as Dao Sect and Chan Sect.
As for the sects and independent cultivators, it is mainly these Bai Yueguang of the Su Pavilion Master who are expanding.
Although at this moment, the atmosphere among the hundred-plus female cultivators was a bit weird, their eyes looking at Pavilion Master Su contained a hint of murderous intent.
"Ahem, all the spicy strips purchased this time have been sold, with a total profit of about 80 million low-grade spiritual stones. This is all thanks to everyone's efforts and support for spicy strips... This meeting is mainly to determine the market demand and the distribution of the spoils..."
"Ahem." Chen Huai'an interrupted Su Qi and glared at him fiercely: "Yes, split!"
"Ah, right, right! Dividends, dividends!" Su Qi cupped his hands and smiled at the 'shareholders' with different expressions: "Oh, I'm used to saying dividends, I'm embarrassed."
"It's been four or five days since the spicy strips were launched. Everyone, please share the information you've collected... Well, let's start with your Sword Sect."
The leader of the Sword Sect stood up, bowed solemnly to those around him, then took out a wrinkled piece of rice paper from his pocket, swallowed his saliva, and read in a stiff voice: "Respected ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, respected leader of the Sword Pavilion, and dear colleagues of the sect, good morning! I..."
"Long story short, I didn't ask you to introduce yourself!"
Chen Huai'an knocked on the table and said speechlessly: "Why do you start from when you were born?"
If any other sect leader had said this, the Sword Sect's Sect Leader would have at least gone and cut him off.
But the one who spoke was the ancestor of Jian Ge, and he just nodded and bowed.
"You may not know from other places that the most popular flavor in our Sword Sect is Spicy Chicken. On average, each disciple of the Sword Sect eats at least three bags a day. Some disciples even reported that they felt the sword spirit from Spicy Chicken... We in the Sword Sect are going to continue to purchase one million low-grade spirit stones of Spicy Chicken as a backup resource, hoping to have more flavors to choose from."
As the leader of the Sword Sect spoke, Li Qingran, who was next to Chen Huaian, took out a pen and paper and started writing quickly.
Mo Shumei stood behind Li Qingran, looking at the words on the rice paper with a confused look on her face.
Because...she found that she understood!
It is said that handwriting reflects the person, and a beautiful person has beautiful handwriting. Why is it the other way around for Qingran?
"Qingran, have you written everything down?" Chen Huaian glanced at his apprentice.
"Master, I've got this in mind!" Li Qingran nodded with a stern face.
"Next, the Zen Sect Master."
"Ancestor Hui Jian Pavilion, the poor monk and his disciples like it very much. That, uh..." The bald old monk lowered his eyebrows and hesitated for a moment, but still squeezed out three shameful words from between his teeth: "Kiss, smack, mouth."
There was a burst of obscure laughter all around.
The old monk blushed slightly and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, I plan to place an order for another 1 million lower-grade spirit stones... Suck it, the only request of my disciples is that you change the name of this spicy noodle, otherwise it will be offensive to public opinion if you tell others about it."
"Please refute it. Kissing the lips is the characteristic name of this spicy noodle. It won't feel the same if it's changed. Okay, you can consider hand-torn beef from your mother's womb. You don't have a mother anyway." Chen Huaian waved his hands: "Next! Next!"
As soon as the conversation started, the evil spirit at the conference table dissipated a lot.
Representatives from various sects expressed their demands and opinions one after another, and Li Qingran took notes with his pen in hand.
It’s just that people from the same sect and in the same region have completely different preferences for spicy strips.
For example, the weather in Beizhou is relatively cold, and the monks there prefer spicy and numb spicy strips.
The monks in Zhongzhou and Dongzhou prefer those with a sweet taste, while the monks in Xizhou prefer those with a savory and salty taste.
Chen Huai'an investigated market demand in order to sell spicy strips better.
Now Jian Ge and he are on the same battleship, if Jian Ge is good, then he is good~
What he supports is his own support in reality.
The second half of the meeting was about dividends.
The main promoters of spicy strips are the "shareholders" present here, so naturally they have to set aside a portion of their profits as rewards.
Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones are nothing to sects like Lingxi Valley and Danzong.
But for a sect or an individual practicing self-cultivation, it is already an unimaginable huge sum of money.
This in a disguised way saved Su Qi's life.
Originally, his more than one hundred Bai Yueguangs were about to start fighting in the meeting.
As a result, when it came time to divide the spirit stones, the tense atmosphere disappeared instantly.
Even when each of them received tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones, their originally fierce and cold eyes became clearer, and the look they gave Su Qi was no longer murderous, but instead had a hint of tenderness and affection.
The penniless Wolf Warrior deserves to die.
But the Wolf Warrior that explodes gold coins is the Wolf King!
That's when the atmosphere gets heated.
A Dan Sect disciple walked in with an ugly look on his face and knelt in front of Dan Sect leader Zhou Xuanzi.
"Master, something happened!"
The voice of the Dan Sect disciple was heard, and the hall suddenly became quiet.
Yun Baiyu, who was sitting opposite him, felt a sudden pang in his heart and had a sudden ominous premonition.
Zhou Xuanzi fluttered the folding fan in his hand and frowned: "What's the matter?"
"Master, I just received information that our Dan Sect's assets, including the location of the sect, have been surrounded by people from the Yaochi Holy Land. An elder named Yaochi from the Cave Void Realm specifically wants to see you, and you are asked to come out immediately!"
"What?!" Zhou Xuanzi felt a chill on his back, and a chill rushed straight to the top of his head.
In the past, he would be surprised to hear that the Yaochi Holy Land had been visited.
Now when he heard that Yaochi Holy Land had come, he was just terrified.
The reason, of course, was because he had heard about the terrible incident in which the Yaochi Holy Land almost massacred the entire city in search of Danbai.
At this time, the glorious reputation of Yaochi Holy Land and Fenjing Holy Land had quietly changed in the eyes of all the sects.
All that's missing is a wave of real hammers.
As for Jian Ge...
The relationship with Jiange is mainly a cooperative one.
As the saying goes, there are no absolute enemies, only friends with benefits.
The Sword Pavilion brought them benefits, so what was the point of sheltering a demon cultivator?
Besides, this demon cultivator was standing next to the conference table. She looked so pretty, but she wasn't that evil at all. The ancestor of the Sword Pavilion had explained the reason. Because she was entangled by the demon knife, she only practiced demon skills, and she wasn't a bad person.
What kind of magic cultivation is this?
For the sake of spicy strips and spiritual stones, this is such a miserable person!
The other sect elders in the Guan Hall were watching.
Zhou Xuanzi knelt down before Chen Huai'an, kowtowed three times and begged:
"Please, ancestor, save our Dan Sect!
I am willing to buy another 50 million Lingshi worth of spicy noodles!"
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