Chapter 251 Shocking food development plan? ! !
When Qian Huan asked this question, he actually didn't think about getting any advice at all. All he needed was agreement and praise.
Feng Mu’s answer satisfied Qian Huan, and fully gave him a strong emotional value, while Wang Cong...
“This guy has a little bit of trouble before he becomes the captain. "It's gone."
Although he was slightly unhappy, Qian Huan still maintained a modest attitude on his face and said in a gentle tone:
"Oh, tell me, let me listen, what exactly does the [last-place elimination system] need to be packaged and improved on?"
Wang Cong wrinkled his nose slightly and smelled something coming from the narrow gap in the explosion-proof glass wall. The smell of "anger" escaping.
The smell slowly seeped out from his blood circulation with every beat of the warden's heartbeat, and emitted through every pore.
The smell is very, very thin in the air, but in Wang Cong's keen sense of smell, the smell is amplified a thousand times, spreading like a thick fog, becoming strong and pungent.
In Wang Cong's perception, it was like a ferocious beast with protruding veins, imprisoned on the other side of the glass, roaring and baring its teeth at him, unable to hide it. live.
Human expressions can deceive humans, but they cannot deceive evil spirits.
Humans consider themselves to be advanced creatures. The [masks] evolved over millions of years can often deceive similar creatures, but they are unable to hide from lower-level animals, let alone eat humans. of evil corpse.
It’s hard for you to say whether this is a success or a failure of human evolution.
If he were alive and aware of the prison warden's anger, Wang Cong would definitely be trembling with fear and wish he could chew his tongue into pieces and swallow it back into his stomach.
But now, he doesn't feel any fear at all.
Sorry, Ershi's hormones were all out of whack. There was no fear in his heart, only Feng Mu.
If possible, Wang Cong would even like to go to the autopsy room and sincerely invite forensic doctor Qin Liang to perform a thoracotomy on him and tattoo Feng Mu on his heart. face.
Wang Cong's lips opened slightly, but he hesitated to speak. His eyes paused on Feng Mu's face for a moment, and then quietly glanced at Shi Wuming in the corner.
Qian Huan couldn't help but find it funny when he saw this. Wang Cong's pretentious gesture aroused his interest.
He waved his hand to Feng Mu and ordered: "Feng Mu, you should go deal with Tian Tao's funeral first."
After Feng Mu disappeared from the door of the office, Qian Huan turned his eyes to Wang Cong and said lightly:
"Shi Wuming was sent by the head office. There is no doubt about his reliability. No need. Keep it a secret from him. If you have any ideas, just tell him."
Wang Cong then relaxed and said: "Prison. Chief, it’s like this. I have an immature idea. It’s like this. The second prison’s current method of generating income directly from prisoners is a bit crude. Maybe we can try..."
Qian Huanyi He started to sit on the chair, his face still pretending to be calm, but he wanted to hear what Wang Cong had to say.
However, as Wang Cong unveiled his huge idea plan little by little, Qian Huan sat up straight, leaned forward, his face showed emotion, and his breathing became rapid.
“...the idea is basically that we can have prisoners entertain the audience, so that even if we get a small fee from each person watching, it adds up to a significant amount of revenue. "The most important thing is that if we treat prisoners as pigs and dogs to skin and extract oil, the revenue generated will eventually continue to shrink." Water, but on the contrary, if we use this method, the number will only snowball, getting bigger and bigger."
"……."
< br>Wang Cong has some talent for language. With his vivid description, a rather grand blueprint was slowly outlined in front of Qian Huan.
Qian Huan stared at Wang Cong with stern eyes. In his pupils, he seemed to have seen a mountain of gold and silver rushing towards him, towards the second prison, and towards Tianguang Capital. .
A trace of annoyance spread in Qian Huan's heart, and he glanced at Shi Wuming's back without leaving any trace.
If he could turn back time, he would not hesitate to let Shi Wuming guard the door of the office instead of letting him eavesdrop quietly inside the door.
Wang Cong suddenly paused. He looked at Qian Huan suspiciously. He smelled a faint hint of murderous intent from the warden's body. The breath of murderous intent was like light smoke, slowly... Floating in the direction of Shi Wuming.
Shi Wuming didn't notice it and still maintained his sculptural posture, but at this moment, his two eyes were squinting over, uncontrollably squinting at Wang Cong, his pupils flashing with a faint blue light. .
There was only one thought left in his mind: "This prison guard carrying a calabash must be a devil. Otherwise, how could humans come up with such a crazy and evil plan?"
Wang Congcai didn't care what humans thought, he just faithfully imitated Feng Mu's tone when he told it to himself, and recited the packaged "high-quality food development plan" intact.
So, he said: "...The general idea is this. I call this plan - the Octagonal Cage Colosseum!"
[Octagonal Cage Fighting "Animal Farm" is Feng Mu's original words, and "High-Quality Food Development Plan" is Wang Cong's new understanding of the plan after his death.
What Wang Cong doesn’t know is that the [Octagonal Cage Colosseum] is actually just the prologue of Feng Mu’s [Food Development Plan], but it is just the first step carefully designed by him to It's just a matter of setting the stage for a grander gluttonous feast.
Feng Mu had a bigger plan in mind. The reason why he didn’t reveal it all right away was because, on the one hand, the market’s hardware facilities were not yet mature enough to support his overall plan; on the other hand, They are worried that too big an idea will scare away investors and audiences.
A good plan needs to be done step by step and patiently.
This is like guiding a child to watch movies for the first time. You cannot show him high-definition and uncensored action movies at the beginning. Instead, you should first show him obscure dramas to gradually cultivate his interest. and acceptance.
Whether you are facing investors or audiences, you need to patiently cultivate their expectation threshold, raise it bit by bit, and at the same time throw bait bit by bit. You cannot feed them all at once.
Otherwise, if you really feed them, your chopsticks will not be on the table.
As Wang Cong's last word fell, the air in the office, whether inside or outside the explosion-proof glass, seemed to freeze, and even the sound of breathing paused.
Wang Cong froze on the spot, with a trace of confusion in his heart:
"I am already an evil corpse now, and I don't need to breathe. The reason why I pretend to breathe is to show you living people. But you Don’t two living people need to breathe? Could it be..."
(End of this chapter)