Chapter 162: Wives, I Want More Rewards

A joyful heart makes the spirit bright.

Song Mo adjusted his condition, making sure his clothes were all in order.

Then he asked Xia Rou:

"Is it okay now?"

"Yes, super awesome! Super handsome!"

Xia Yu, meanwhile, pointed the camera at Song Mo, carefully adjusting the angle so the video would feel more pleasant to watch.

Of course, the main goal was to make Song Mo look handsome on camera.

Huachuang Group had been established, but its reputation was not yet prominent.

Naturally, some publicity was needed.

Rather than hiring internet celebrities to do the promotion and still having to pay them;

Why not just have Song Mo do it himself?

Song Mo today could be called top-tier.

Although his identity as a Grandmaster of the Martial Arts Tournament had not been revealed, as the world's youngest Piano Master and the pride of Huaguo's music scene, that identity alone was dazzling enough.

Of course, the most important thing was that Song Mo was handsome enough.

In today's internet world where traffic is king, you can lack ability, but you must be eye-catching enough.

You have to let everyone know you.

How do you let everyone know you?

Talent, good looks, and a wealthy family.

Just these three tags would make the majority of women on the internet flock to you, no matter what their purpose—whether mama-fans or girlfriend-fans.

It doesn't matter, they'll follow anyway.

After Xia Yu found the right angle and secured the camera, she suggested to Song Mo:

"Darling, smile a little, don't keep your expression too cold."

"After all, we're hoping netizens will follow us—it's like asking people for a favor."

"Your attitude should be a bit warmer, but don't overdo it."

"Yes, yes, that's the kind of friendly, polite, gentle smile we want."

"It gives people a very sincere feeling."

Once everything was ready.

Song Mo began to speak.

"Hello everyone, I'm Song Mo."

"Recently I've faded out of your sight for a while, and that's not because I got lazy and went off to eat, drink, and have fun."

"During this time, I've been busy with work matters."

"But it wasn't playing the piano."

At this point, Song Mo paused, then turned slightly to the side, and the big screen behind him began playing the Huachuang Group introduction video.

It described how Huachuang Pharmaceutical Group, aside from a large number of professional chemical pharmacists and modern medical personnel, also had many barefoot doctors specially hired into Huachuang Pharmaceutical Group.

Song Mo introduced: "Our Huachuang Pharmaceuticals has never had any school-favoritism. We are pragmatists; we don't like debating whether modern medicine or traditional Chinese medicine is more powerful."

"All the employees in our group have reached a consensus."

"That is, prejudice only leads to falling behind. Only openness, tolerance, mutual learning, and mutual help can create shared win-win outcomes."

"If an employee comes up with a creative idea and develops their own pharmaceutical patent and wishes to use the Huachuang platform, that employee will retain half the shares of the patent."

"For those who want to go independent, Huachuang will also support the employee's choice."

Taking this opportunity, Song Mo also promoted recruitment, hoping to poach some capable physicians.

Afterwards, Song Mo began to talk about the real main event.

That was, Huachuang's true strength.

What Huachuang meant.

In front of the screen, the smile on Song Mo's face gradually faded.

But he didn't look stern, only solemn.

"The establishment of Huachuang Pharmaceutical Group carries great significance."

"This will be a revolution in the history of medicine!"

"Huachuang may offend all its peers, but that's not because Huachuang is arrogant—it's because Huachuang always stands on the side of consumer interests!"

"We have our own mature pharmaceutical industry chain."

"From raw materials to processing to sales."

"Our industry chain is completely self-sufficient, so we fear no monopoly."

The confidence behind this actually came from the state.

If Song Mo relied only on himself, and his pharmaceutical group wanted to develop solely on its own, once sales rose in the future,

Song Mo would want to expand, but would easily be choked by other companies that had long occupied the market, because raw material production areas might already be contracted, and they could choke Song Mo right at the source.

However, with the state backing him, to say nothing of the fact that as long as Song Mo was willing to buy, raw materials would definitely be supplied in abundance—even raw material production sites that other pharmaceutical companies had already contracted,

Song Mo could still force his way in and take a share.

Compared to the Allen Family and the Busujima Sakurayuki Family, which spent huge amounts of capital and invested heavily in raw materials and factories to obtain a ten percent share,

The government side was almost a giveaway of fifteen percent of the shares to Song Mo.

Yet Song Mo felt this was an even better deal than selling at a high price to foreign families.

Even if the government side provided not a bit of help.

But as long as, in terms of policy, he stood firmly on Song Mo's side.

He would already be in an invincible position.

Song Mo's voice was full of conviction.

"Huachuang Pharmaceutical Group's products have only three features!"

"First, they work; second, they're very affordable; third, they're guaranteed!"

"Either don't do it, or if you do, go for the best!"

"I am the original intention of every single one of our tens of thousands of employees at Huachuang!"

"The founding of Huachuang Pharmaceutical Group is to drive out the bad with the good!"

"I hope everyone can trust me, trust Huachuang!"

After speaking, Song Mo bowed deeply toward the screen.

The recording ended.

Xia Yu gave Song Mo a thumbs-up.

"Darling, amazing!"

Song Mo smiled faintly.

"Amazing? Then I want a reward!"

Song Mo pointed at his own face.

Xia Rou's cheeks flushed slightly, then she walked over and kissed Song Mo's left cheek.

Song Mo was still not satisfied. "More!"

Xia Yu, on the other hand, was much more generous. She walked up with a grin and kissed the other cheek.

Satisfied.

This is the kind of life a transmigrator should have.

What kind of life did his past self live!

Song Mo often contrasted past hardships with present sweetness. His past life had been miserable, so facing the happiness after rebirth, Song Mo was all the more easily satisfied.

Even heroes find it hard to pass the beauty's gate.

The land of beauties is a hero's grave.

Song Mo felt all that was complete nonsense!

Those who teach people not to indulge in beauty, to keep their hearts pure and desires few, to devote all their energy to some single thing — they're either fools or scoundrels!

Food and sex, these are human nature!

Would Kongzi, such an honest man, lie to me?

He felt that beauties would only become the driving force of his struggle. After commanding the winds and waves in his career, coming home he could be tenderly cared for, easing a day's fatigue.

By tomorrow, he'd be full of vigor again!

Xia Rou checked the video Xia Yu had recorded.

She nodded and said: "Not bad, sis recorded it very well."

"I'll edit it a little more, deliberately clip out some of darling's most fiery lines to make a high-energy edited compilation video."

"The full video will be posted under little brother's account."

"The edited video, post it on the editing account."

"Also allow others to use it."

Xia Rou wore denim shorts and a white T-shirt on top.

Xia Yu wore a floral short skirt and a floral gauze top.

Song Mo watched, his heart itching unbearably.

His restless hand reached over.

"Wives, I want more rewards…"

(End of this chapter)