《Supreme Grandpa 》Chapter 59: Contribution Points
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Yang Song originally planned to arrange the family meeting a few days later, but he was free the next day. Hence, Yang Song sent a message to everyone to gather.
At noon, in the Yang Family courtyard, everyone set up a total of six tables and ate together.
Yang Song sat in the main seat.
His place was quite high, so wherever he looked, he could sweep all the younger generations of the Yang Family. The feeling of seeing his children and grandchildren gathered together was very good.
"Everyone, hurry up with your food. This old man has something to announce," Yang Song picked up the chopsticks and took the lead in eating.
With Yang Song's initiative, the younger generations of the Yang Family started to pick their food one after another, but everyone's attention had always been on Yang Song.
He looked really too scary in his current state.
He ate extremely fast and ate all kinds of abyssal beast meat. He even ate four full bowls of rice in a row.
This kind of appetite made everyone stunned. It must be known that before his 100th birthday, Yang Song always needed to bring his walking stick everywhere. Every day, he could only eat some liquid food, which was very pitiful, and there was no meat at all.
As for Yang Song himself currently...
He had eaten so much, but he only felt 70% full. Recently, with the advancement of his cultivation, he didn't even need sleep at night. His body was in a high-speed recovery period, so naturally, he consumed a lot every day. It was impossible to not eat more to supplement nutrition.
In the past, he always ate in the secret room by himself.
Today, it was these juniors' first time seeing him eat so vigorously after so many years.
Of course, in addition to the shock, their hearts felt more emotional.
"Grandpa is really different. Now, he looks even younger than my dad," Yang Mingfei sighed.
"The longer he lives, the younger he becomes. This is beyond common sense! I am a senior warrior but I can't eat like my old man at all," Yang Haodong agreed with his son's statement and was speechless.
"Grandpa is almost like a black hole!" Yang Mei'er said with a smile.
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Yang Song who was the subject of the audience didn't care at all, he only focused on eating.
While the younger generations were amazed, they all felt absent-minded, wondering what Yang Song was going to say next.
After half an hour, Yang Song looked at the little food left on the table, then put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a warm towel.
Upon seeing this, the younger generations who were still eating immediately put down their chopsticks and looked at Yang Song.
"Dad, is it about the Great Energy Pill business? Many people have come to me these days and asked me if I have Great Energy Pill selling."
The first person who spoke was Yang Haodong. He was the most anxious here. He planned to go back to the code words.
"This time, it has nothing to do with Great Energy Pill, and Great Energy Pill is only the first product. There will be more high-quality pills in the future."
Yang Song glanced at Yang Haodong and continued, "I summoned you to come over today is because I want to announce something. I also told Haodong and Haonan about it yesterday, and they have no objection."
The scene fell silent, and all the younger generations listened carefully.
"Since I became old and had no energy to manage, I retired directly. For quite a while now, everyone just did their own work and was not united. This situation must now be changed. If there are more people, there will also be more strength. I believe everyone knows this truth too."
"So, I intend to unite everyone and develop in the form of a family. Those who are good at making money are responsible for making money, and those who practice martial arts can just train their martial arts. Everyone is a cell of the family, therefore, the resource is a must for everyone. However, resources will only be allocated according to their contributions to the family."
Yang Song said.
"Grandpa, I'm only a student, so what should I do? How can I get my pocket money?" Yang Haonan's eldest son, Yang Mingxing, raised his hand and asked.
His dad was rich, so he had a lot of pocket money.
If Yang Song was to really implement this new system, he felt that he would suffer a big loss.
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Yang Song looked at Yang Mingxing and said seriously, "Mingxing asked a good question. If you are a student, your family will provide you with the most basic living expenses every month. But if you want extra money, you must go to school, get good grades, get recognized by the school, or promote your martial arts. These are also considered contribution points, and then use these points to exchange for money and resources from the family."
Yang Song's idea was very clear.
He wanted to concentrate resources and allocate them according to everyone's contribution. In this way, everyone would work hard to improve themselves.
And once every member of the family made constant efforts, the influence of the family would naturally grow rapidly.
"I understand."
Yang Mingxing nodded repeatedly. He didn't feel he would suffer a loss anymore this time. His eyes brightened slightly. No one knew what he was thinking about.
"This matter is settled. In two days, I will set up a Yang Family management committee. At that time, Great Energy Pharmaceutical and Haonan's Southern International Pharmaceutical will be operated by this management committee, and then the resources will be allocated by them too."
"In addition, everyone can rest assured that as long as you work hard to achieve greater success, you will receive more and more resources."
"For the specific plan, I will find someone to make an app software in the future. You can download it yourself when the time comes and check the contribution points on the software yourself."
Yang Song finished in one breath.
The rest of the members were silent.
One by one, they quickly figured out how to get more contribution points.
They knew very well that Yang Song had always kept his promises and wouldn't say useless things.
Now that his body had recovered, and he had become a warrior at that, everything he said would have more weight. They could only adapt to it well.
"Haonan, you went to see Great Energy Pharmaceutical yesterday. Do you have anything to say about its operation?" Yang Song said suddenly.
Yang Haonan pondered for a few seconds before he said, "I think the overall operation of the pharmaceutical factory is very good. The division of labor is clear. In addition, the equipment has been tampered with specifically. There is no possibility of leakage of the prescription. My factory is preparing to use this mode too."
Yesterday, after Yang Haonan went to the factory, he was extremely shocked. The environment inside was clean and sanitary, and the workers were highly efficient. Workers in each area were responsible for a procedure and were well organized.
The setup of the factory was obviously much more regulated than the daily necessities factory that he had been operating for many years.
And the speed of the production of pills was also fast.
When Southern International was at its hottest period, it did not achieve this level of management. Every day, many people were slacking off.
There was also a deputy manager inside, but that guy was very strange. He always leaned next to him and said some inexplicable things.
"When the factory can operate in a good flow, I will rarely go there, and you, Haonan, will be responsible for it. However, I must make the decision on the change of the management. You are mainly responsible for production supervision on weekdays. Make sure that no major problems will occur," Yang Song continued.
With the Eyes of Insight, Yang Song could recruit top talents.
Just like Great Energy Pharmaceutical, that guy Dickson San who was picked by him was really a good talent. The factory changed its flow for the greater good in just a few days.
Yang Haonan was full of confidence: "Don't worry, dad. Leave it to me, it's definitely okay."
"Haodong, what is the situation of your novels recently?" Yang Song looked at Yang Haodong again.
The younger generations of the Yang Family were surprised and shocked when they first learned that Yang Haodong was writing a novel.
But later, they gradually calmed down. After all, the Yang Family did have a literary gene.
And many younger generations were also chasing this fellow's novel.
Now that Yang Song asked this question, those younger generations who were chasing Battle Through the Paradise novel pricked up their ears one by one.
"Battle Through the Paradise" was just too good to read. They dared not go to Yang Haodong to remind him to update faster. With Yang Song asking, they were naturally interested in this one by one.
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