Returning to the street, we arrived at the pharmacy we had first visited.
The Second-in-Command, Baiyu, remained silent.
Li Mo and the new accountant, Liu Mei, were also deeply moved, infected by the dialogue between the leaders, not daring to make a sound.
In contrast, Little Loudspeaker looked delighted, giving a thumbs up, carefree and cheerful, "Brother Fu, this watch is amazing. In a year, we will definitely be the richest in Du Guan Town!"
"It won't take a year."
Fu Qingjun pondered, directly pulled out a black bag, and dumped fifty watches on the table, "I got hold of a supply line from somewhere, mass-producing clocks. Money is literally coming in by the sackful."
He wasn't exaggerating.
Normally, if someone traveled back a hundred years, even if they had modern knowledge, making money would definitely not be easy.
And for himself?
He had his own production line and was actually collecting money with sacks.
Of course, that's easier said than done.
