Chapter 488: Does the factory only hire Japanese?

Delicious?

As long as it's delicious, that's fine.

The formula from the Dog System—how could it be lacking?

"Did you develop this yourself?" Lin Ke Xin took another sip, revealing a happy smile.

Reality proves it.

When people encounter delicious food, they inevitably reveal a smile from the heart.

I never thought Chen Yongren would not only cook delicious food but also be able to mix drinks, with a flavor even better than that foreign soda.

"Of course." Chen Yongren nodded, saying, "If you like it, drink more!"

"Let's market this product across the country!"

"No!"

Chen Yongren waved his hand, glanced at Lin Ke Xin, and spoke resolutely.

"It's the whole world!"

"Let every person in the world be able to purchase this drink!"

Although the secret formula was given by the Dog System, if it weren't for having killed the previous fire extinguisher, I wouldn't have this formula.

So, rounding up, the drink formula can also be considered Chen Yongren's own research.

"Handle all company affairs yourself!" Chen Yongren glanced at Lin Ke Xin, lightly tweaked her nose, and smiled: "From now on, you'll be the company's boss's wife."

"Do you like this gift?"

Lin Ke Xin was somewhat dazed, truly dazed.

She never imagined Chen Yongren would suddenly give her such a great gift.

If we could make good use of our Japanese identity, future actions would be more convenient.

That said.

But Lin Ke Xin dared not readily trust Chen Yongren.

After all.

Apart from her Military Statistics Bureau identity, she also possessed a Red Party agent identity.

The company's establishment must certainly follow standard procedures.

As things stand, if the personnel are all present, a brief training will suffice; at most one month, the factory can start regular production…

By then we'll have money!

Lin Ke Xin was delighted, swaggering to earn money in the occupied zone, and sending funds to the front would be far easier…

Just then, Lin Ke Xin's train of thought was interrupted by a remark.

"Meishajiang~"

Huh?

Lin Ke Xin gazed at Chen Yongren.

"I've given you such a big gift—how will you thank me?" Chen Yongren asked, smiling.

"I..." Lin Ke Xin was just about to speak when Chen Yongren rushed forward and lifted her in his arms.

Lin Ke Xin let out a low cry and instinctively clung to Chen Yongren's neck.

"Don't talk; there's still a bit before dinner. Let's have a good chat." Chen Yongren chuckled wickedly, held Lin Ke Xin, and hurried toward the bedroom.

Just as they arrived at the stairway entrance.

Chen Yongren turned to the servant on the first floor and said: "There are still some drinks left in the kitchen; I'll reward you with them."

They're just the dogs I raised; giving them a treat now and then is no big deal.

"Haiyi!" The servants' faces showed gratitude as they bowed repeatedly to express thanks.

Seeing Lin Ke Xin enjoy the drink, they yearned for its flavor; now being able to taste it is naturally a heavenly grace.

Furthermore, this was personally crafted by the Young Master of the Origin Clan.

Only after hearing the door close on the second floor did they all get up, excitedly embracing each other, and proceed to the kitchen in succession.

Inside the bedroom.

Lin Ke Xin's face was like a ripe persimmon; a gentle pinch would draw out moisture.

"Let me go." Lin Ke Xin whispered.

As Chen Yongren was about to toss Lin Ke Xin onto the bed, hearing this, his temper flared and he retorted stubbornly: "No."

"If you want me to let go, I will; otherwise I'd lose face."

Used to Chen Yongren's ways, Lin Ke Xin immediately replied: "Sure, if you're capable, hold me for life and never let me go."

He who stays near vermilion turns red; he who stays near ink turns black. Lin Ke Xin, naturally, has also been heavily influenced.

"Then we've agreed—word is bond." Chen Yongren held Lin Ke Xin and sat down heavily on a chair.

Seeing this, Lin Ke Xin exclaimed anxiously: "How can you be like this?"

How is this different from what we agreed on?

"You're my wife; I, my dear, have made a modest request—what's wrong with satisfying it?" Chen Yongren said seriously.

Little rascal.

Still playing these games with me.

Let's see who can outlast whom.

After struggling twice without success, Lin Ke Xin said: "Now is not the time to fool around; how did you suddenly think of starting a factory?"

"This has always been my dream—I want to become a successful entrepreneur." Chen Yongren's expression was grave, his tone utterly serious.

"I'm being serious." Lin Ke Xin asked again.

She could clearly feel that Chen Yongren's purpose wasn't simple.

"This is the proper thing."

The fire extinguisher isn't nearby; just making a trip to Songhu solely to put out a fire, Chen Yongren isn't that dissatisfied yet.

Seeing Lin Ke Xin glare, Chen Yongren said helplessly, "You little brat, really boring—you already knew that, didn't you?"

"With a Japanese factory as cover, we can transmit intelligence more conveniently and quickly, and also evade the Japanese's pursuit."

Lin Ke Xin wore an "as expected" expression, then asked, "That drink—how did you get it? Is this your idea, or..."

"'Boss.' Chen Yongren shamelessly passed the buck: 'It's a long story; simply put, it's compensation from the boss.'"

"If it's said to be a non-stick pan, then it must be a non-stick pan; even a little stain would ruin my persona."

"'Without a word, they kicked us this ill-fated couple to Jinmen—how could that be so cheap?' Chen Yongren's talent for spouting nonsense is getting better and better."

"'Of course we need to find a way to make it bleed.'"

"'Both parties share the factory's expenses, and the beverage factory's final profits are split fifty-fifty.'"

"'Our fifty percent, aside from your and my earnings, also includes Jinmen Station's operating funds.'"

"'In other words, from now on we can't keep asking the superiors for money.'"

"'Don't worry, given our relationship, aside from the operating funds, we'll split the remaining fifty percent seventy-thirty, and we'll definitely not shortchange you, boss lady.'"

Chen Yongren pinched Lin Ke Xin's nose.

Lin Ke Xin shook her head and swatted away Chen Yongren's mischievous big hand.

Undercover at Jinmen Station, Chen Yongren was originally the leader; taking a larger share is nothing.

Being able to take thirty percent exceeds Lin Ke Xin's imagination.

After all.

This beverage is indeed delicious; once it officially launches, it's foreseeable that it will be even more popular.

Even if it's only thirty percent, the final profit is still a very considerable income.

The organization has money.

Moreover, it is very clean and a continuous source of funds from production.

No need to worry about money anymore.

Lin Ke Xin silently sighed.

Lin Ke Xin also didn't doubt the nonsense that Chen Yongren spouted.

After all, from beginning to end, the boss never showed up, Chen Yongren's identity is certainly not ordinary, so it's not strange that he would make concessions and give compensation to Jinmen Station.

That's just how Chen Yongren lies.

The logic forms a closed loop, worth pondering.

"'I'll handle the Jinmen Station setup issues.' Chen Yongren also said, 'In non-emergency situations, you only need to be responsible for the factory's internal affairs.'"

"'I've solved the raw material problem; currently only the employee training problem remains.'"

Lin Ke Xin nodded and asked, "Then how do you plan to solve the employee problem?"

She actually wanted to give the factory's job positions to the poor people living in Jinmen, so they could have a livelihood.