I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 561 Welcome to Morning Light (16)

Ji Nanyuan was unaware of Chen Yu's current thoughts.

He glanced longingly at the facilities inside the laboratory, but resolutely turned around, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and prepared to leave.

But Chen Yu had already grabbed the other person and said seriously, "Brother Ji, where are you going?"

"...Mr. Chen, are you a fish? Is your memory only a few seconds long?"

"That's a rumor. Fish have pretty good memories too."

"That doesn't matter. I just want to say that your memory is so bad that it can only be described as hopeless."

Looking at Ji Nanyuan's mouth, Chen Yu realized that this person's sharp tongue was just as sharp as his own, giving him another reason to keep him around.

Nodding in satisfaction, Chen Yu continued, "You mentioned your curse? I don't care! All I want is you! Staying here, I need someone like you."

"Eh?"

This was the first time Ji Nanyuan had encountered such a sincere request.

In the past, wherever he was, the effect of the curse would only make him despised and hated. Who would have thought that he would be treated with courtesy here?

In an instant, his heart was filled with joy, and his desire to stay burst forth, as if the hole in his sock could not be hidden no matter what.

He tried hard to suppress his laughter, but his face still involuntarily contorted into a not-so-attractive but rather amusing smile.

"Um, Mr. Chen, I..."

"Don't say anything, just sign this contract obediently. Once you sign, this laboratory is yours!"

"Mr. Chen..."

Fearing the curse might not be enough, Chen Yu said earnestly, "I gave you your lab, I gave you your salary, everything you have in Tianyuan is from me. So, all the curses should be directed at me, and don't harm anyone else in Tianyuan."

Looking at Chen Yu in astonishment, Ji Nanyuan couldn't believe that such a person existed in this world.

Despite being a capitalist with a net worth of billions, he still has a kind heart that cherishes his homeland.

Do such people really exist?
That's too kind!
But seeing Chen Yu's sincere gaze, he finally nodded and said, "...Okay, Mr. Chen! I promise you!"

Upon seeing the contract Chen Yu handed over, Ji Nanyuan couldn't suppress a smile once again.

Alchemists are paid very well; even the most ordinary alchemist can easily earn over 20,000 yuan a month.

Part of this is due to their level of knowledge, and the other part is compensation for their future time spent in jail.

However, Chen Yu offered a monthly salary of 40,000 yuan, which is twice the usual salary.

In addition, the laboratory has 100% usage rights, and all kinds of magical power needs can be granted upon application, and must be fully utilized.

The right to recruit four additional alchemists means everyone's workload can be shared, so you definitely won't get tired.

At the same time, Tianyuan Alchemy Laboratory refuses to refine addictive drugs, so all items must be certified; we don't make those weird things.

Furthermore, it will collaborate with hospitals and factories, and the developed formulas can be used to recruit volunteers for drug trials in hospitals. If they prove effective, production can begin immediately.

Furthermore, thanks to the previous calamity and the spirit herb box that Chen Yu brought back, there are now large areas of spirit fields and spirit herbs available near the factory.

After reviewing the contract, Ji Nanyuan looked at every line spacing, but still couldn't find what he was looking for.

Pointing to the gap, he asked in confusion, "Mr. Chen, there's something important that wasn't written down."

"The benefits and compensation are all clearly stated, what more could you want?"

"The part about going to jail is not written."

"Has this become industry practice? We at Tianyuan don't have that kind of arrangement; everything we do is legal."

"But how do we make money from that! What kind of pills do you want, Mr. Chen?"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Yu said, "Of course, it's the cheapest, most effective, and least addictive pills."

Cheap prices are meant to burn through one's own cash, while good results are meant to benefit Tianyuan.

The fact that it's not addictive is even more important; after all, we were pure and upright Chinese people in our past lives. Ji Nanyuan looked at Chen Yu as if he were a monster, then looked at the contract for a while, feeling that it was so fake it didn't seem real.

However, he was truly reluctant to leave the environment here, nor could he bear to part with his grandfather's prescriptions. In the end, he gritted his teeth and signed the contract.

Looking down at the other party's signature, Chen Yu felt a great sense of relief.

Finally, they managed to retain this talented individual.

He's also a dual talent.

The early stages of alchemy are extremely expensive, and all the unique pill formulas are obtained by burning through money.

The price of the Dan formula starts at one billion, with no upper limit.

Therefore, pharmaceutical manufacturers are all leading giants, ridiculously strong.

Moreover, patents in the Great Qian world do not expire, and patent holders can transfer their patents before their death. This has led to many elixirs remaining expensive, and there is even a saying that one elixir can be passed down through three generations.

Furthermore, the manufacturers of elixirs have infiltrated various industries such as physical cultivation and sports. The Nine Dragons Needling Method and the Eighteen Ghost Needles are acupuncture methods they developed.

After all, no one stipulates that pills must be solid; liquid pills are still pills, and gaseous pills are still pills.

Alchemy is expensive, but Ji Nanyuan himself is also very valuable.

Through Chen Yu's series of actions, the recipient of the other party's gratitude was limited to himself, and the curse only took effect on himself.

Chen Yu opened his phone and searched online using his own name, only to find a lot of negative information about him appearing out of nowhere.

His website, which was full of negative information, suddenly saw a hundredfold increase in traffic. His reputation as the "Great Demon King" became a popular nickname, and many people referred to him as the "Great Demon King," which caused a lot of negative emotions.

The tragic scenes in Tianmu City were widely circulated, with images of a company boss who had been hanged swaying in the wind, looking as pitiful as a teru teru bozu (a type of doll).

All of this was attributed to Chen Yu, and the unknown masses began to feel a great deal of fear, lest Chen Yu strike their city.

Looking at these negative stories and feeling the negative emotions surging towards him, Chen Yu felt extremely satisfied.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry for being unfairly targeted."

Ji Nanyuan looked at Chen Yu with a puzzled expression: "President Chen, why do you seem so happy?"

"Don't worry about the details. Anyway, welcome to Tianyuan Chenguang."

Looking at Chen Yu's outstretched hand, Ji Nanyuan hesitated for a moment, then gripped it tightly.

The long-lost warmth of human beings fascinated him, and also brought out a smile that appealed to both men and women in Ji Nanyuan.

"Thank you. Shall I start working now?"

"No rush, let's get to know the others first. Look, Xu Youran is here."

With her hair tied in a ponytail and carrying a magic sword, Xu Youran rushed up to Ji Nanyuan, gripped his hand tightly, and said, "Thank you, thank you!"

Taken aback by Xu Youran's enthusiasm, Ji Nanyuan asked in surprise, "Why is she thanking me?"

“I’ve been putting too much pressure on her financially lately, she’s about to break down. Now that you’re here to help her spend money, she’s naturally very grateful. Just tell her what you need, she’ll be more than happy to help.”

"Oh."

Having just dealt with Xu Youran, who was on the verge of tears, Ji Nanyuan saw a young man approaching. He shook the young man's hand and said, "Welcome to Chenguang. I will do my best to cooperate with you."

"Who is this?"

"The factory manager is Luo Tong. He always says things like 'plan' and 'I understand.' Don't pay attention to him; just give him a perfunctory response."

"Oh."

Looking at the crowd that had gathered around, Ji Nanyuan felt that the people here were all strange.

But for some reason, he felt a warm sensation in his body.

(End of this chapter)