Free Web NovelChapter 586: Chapter 320: Dongguo’s Secret Boss, Su Baitao (2)
At the current stage of production capacity ramp-up, we recruited some interns from West State University to handle the necessary workload.
A few students from the School of Botany passed by, with their internship badges proudly worn on their chests.
"This internship is unbeatable! Put it on your resume, and it’ll impress the HR straight away, hahaha!"
"Our class only had two slots. Luckily, my GPA was high enough for me to snag one."
"Our entire school only had ten internship slots."
As they walked, they caught sight of Wan Bocheng and others, and the expressions on these students’ faces turned strange.
"Did the entire Immortal Grass Experimental Class come?"
"Why do they get to come?"
"Yeah, we noticed quite early on that their class gets all the good resources and opportunities."
"It’s just not fair."
As they were complaining, they heard Wan Bocheng, focused on the leaves, mumbling.
"Autumn is deepening, and the climates in West Ridge, Taihang, and White Mountain are all getting colder. The yield and quality of the leaves will be affected.
"During this winter, the production of Traitor’s Wine will heavily rely on the stock in the warehouse.
"I want to try making a warehouse decay monitoring system!"
Next to him, Lan Fangfang’s eyes lit up.
"That’s a great idea! It won’t be too complex, we can use cameras to collect images, then use pattern recognition to do it!
"I’ve just studied this kind of algorithm!"
Guan Yue Ling leaned over.
"We could also create a website to display the real-time data.
"And add an alert function to the website!"
Lin Jingshu edged closer, adjusting her glasses.
"We could also factor in the factory’s production capacity and create a scheduling recommendation."
The students of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class, All talking at once, grew more and more excited, eventually nailing down their ideas, devising a plan, and getting ready to start the project.
Beside them, Yang Zhan was also excited.
"Haha, we could even... um..."
He couldn’t think of anything to add and couldn’t join in.
He turned to look at the nearby students from the School of Botany, seeing the same few who were complaining earlier now scowling.
"So, what’s it gonna be, guys, got it now?
"Why these resources and opportunities always come to our Immortal Grass Experimental Class?
"Because we can really make things and solve problems!"
The few being confronted were full of indignation and were about to retort when Yang Zhan continued.
"Also, because the Expert Bai Mo who created this factory is from our Immortal Grass Experimental Class too!"
...
"Oh... a warehouse management system... this idea... pretty awesome!"
In the Traitor’s Wine Factory cafeteria, the aroma of food lingered as people bustled around.
At a corner table, Bai Mo held his apprentice, listening to Wan Bocheng and the others.
Wan Bocheng was too excited to eat, speaking endlessly with excitement.
"...We found out that leaves with different levels of decay have different volumes!
"The more decayed the leaves in the burlap sack, the more shriveled they become..."
The fox apprentice Black Moon in Bai Mo’s arms looked blissful, gnawing on a drumstick, its ears perking up as it listened to Wan Bocheng talk.
Even though it didn’t quite understand, it felt like something wasn’t quite right?
Beside them, Professor Hong Anxi had a peculiar expression.
Wan Bocheng was right; autumn had arrived, and leaves would become scarce... but the problem was, the Immortal Committee had more than just that one warehouse. The Immortal Committee had ten warehouses! The amount of stored leaves was plenty, not afraid of decay, even if half decayed, the rest would be enough for production for several years!
The warehouse management system... he was just about to speak when he saw Expert Bai Mo gently blink and signal at him.
He immediately went silent.
Finally, as Wan Bocheng finished, Expert Bai Mo nodded.
"Very good!
"This thing... a nice-to-have!
"Work hard on it!
"Professor Hong, could you please arrange a lab for them and approve the equipment budget?"
Seeing Wan Bocheng and the others’ excitement, Bai Mo was also pleased.
Their project belonged to the category of something great to have but not essential.
Perfect to let these future scientists experience and train!
On the other side of the dining table, Yang Zhan, as he ate, suddenly spoke.
"Expert Bai Mo, my mom said she wants to visit West State and invite all my classmates for a meal.
"Do you have time?"
Ah?
Yang Zhan’s mom?
Su Baitao?
Bai Mo felt fine declining Su Baitao.
But facing Yang Zhan, facing his own classmates, he felt slightly awkward and found it difficult to decline.
"Well..."
Yang Zhan, with his high EQ, immediately grinned.
"I know you’re busy!
"I’ll check with you ahead of time when the day comes. If you’re free, come join us. If not, no worries."
...
In the evening, the students of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class boarded a bus, leaving the factory and returning to the school.
Outside the bus, the autumn wind blew chilly, but inside, it was warm as spring.
Swish...
The bus started moving.
Wan Bocheng sat next to Yang Zhan.
"What’s Aunt planning to treat us to this time?
"Don’t go overboard with abalone and lobster, that’s too much!
"Just get some yellow croaker or East Star Grouper, something simple, it’s all about the feeling..."
Yang Zhan grinned.
"Haha, alright, alright!
"I know you want to eat fish!"
His smile was slightly peculiar. At this moment, sitting in the bus seat, he gradually drifted off, tilting his head, and fell asleep.
When he woke up again, he was in a ruined palace.
He saw that the Ancient Immortal Master was sitting on a broken wall. In the Ancient Immortal’s arms, holding his mother, Su Baitao, they were having a lively conversation.
"Master gave you this scarf, as long as you hold it at all times, you will be safe and sound."
"Master is the one who truly cares..."
Yang Zhan lowered his head abruptly, gritting his teeth tightly, widening his eyes!
Then the voice of the Ancient Immortal came through.
"Xiao Zhan, you’re here? Don’t just stand there, go to the next room and continue practicing your strokes! Don’t be lazy!"
...
In the central office of the Traitor’s Wine Factory.
The innermost partitioned room was Bai Mo’s office.
At this moment, he was sitting in this new office, on a new chair, looking at a new computer, as always... browsing literature!
The factory needed very little from him, at most looking at documents and signing them.
Knock, knock!
The door was knocked, and Fang Xiaoyu walked in.
"Expert Bai Mo, this is the distribution form for the first batch of Traitor’s Wine, it needs your signature."
Bai Mo took the form and skimmed through it.
"Forty percent of the share is to be sent to Sichun?"
That wasn’t surprising!
In the mountains of the Sichun Region, there had long been legends of Raising Gu.
With the arrival of the Immortal Technique Era, more than eighty percent of the Gu Masters in Jiuzhou were produced there!
The Immortal Technique Committee members there were mostly Gu Masters.
The criminals there, too, were mostly Gu Masters.
"If they’ve taken it... they better use it cautiously, don’t end up hurting themselves."
Bai Mo mumbled, then continued to look at the form.
"Beihai and Dongguo, both only have half a percent share?"
Fang Xiaoyu explained.
"The bosses behind the scenes in those two places are quite strong. Not many disturbances.
"The boss behind Beihai... actually isn’t behind the scenes anymore, she’s very formidable in combat!
"And the one in Dongguo frequently takes action, keeping the whole situation in Dongguo City stable."
Oh?
Bai Mo opened his phone and checked the Dongguo District section of the Immortal Discussion Forum.
Sure enough, it was full of praise.
"Our Dongguo’s behind-the-scenes boss is not bad, for so many years, always keeping the place steady."
"Actually, if you pay attention, you’ll notice that we’ve never had large-scale casualties in Dongguo."
"With talismans filling the sky, blocking out the sun, it feels like our Dongguo’s boss is a lot like Xiaonan, right?"
"Could it really be a mysterious girl?"
Seeing this, Bai Mo grinned.
Girl?
A girl thirty years past her expiration date!
...
Whoosh...
The wild wind howled.
In the desolate side hall, Yang Zhan dipped his brush in water and drew dragons and snakes on stone, practicing talisman drawing.
Swipe...
Another stroke went askew.
"Damn it all!"
He threw down the brush, wiping his tears.
Suddenly, a gentle hand patted his shoulder.
"Why is our young master crying now?"
He turned around and saw his mother’s teasing gaze.
"Hmph."
He snorted coldly.
"Mom, can you... not..."
He glanced at the side hall entrance, not spotting the Ancient Immortal.
"Can you not..."
Su Baitao was draped in a camel-colored shawl, looking quite regal and dignified.
She pinched Yang Zhan’s ear, lowering her voice.
"Silly son, just let him hold you for a bit, and you can gain benefits, what more do you want?
"A hug, a touch, you won’t lose a piece of flesh!"
