Supreme Grandpa Chapter 71
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"It turns out that it is my own influence that has increased!"
"If I am not wrong, it is because I used the God-level Disguise Technique. Although my appearance and other external features have all become very different, it is still I, Yang Song of the Yang Family, who caused everything to happen. Therefore, everything is counted," after analyzing the reason, Yang Song smiled with a delighted expression.
To be handsome was to have an advantage!
He originally planned to use that handsome identity once, and then he wouldn't use it anymore. Now that he had found out that handsome appearance could be used to increase the influence without revealing his true identity, he would go for another decision.
That was to use that identity again in the future.
As long as he didn't reveal his true strength before he became the strongest, things would be fine.
"However, when my other identity reappears in the future, I must be more careful about my surroundings. I must not be videotaped the whole process. When I want to remove the disguise, I must find a place where no one can see it. What I have done this time isn't actually very safe at all."
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At the same time, Tong City, Great Energy Pharmaceutical Factory.
Dickson San and Jiang Qiang were leading Yang Haonan to inspect the progress of production.
"Mr. Yang, how is Patriarch Yang's physical condition recently? He hasn't been here for a long time," while walking around, Jiang Qiang suddenly asked with concern, and at the same time took a deep look at Dickson San.
"Father is very good in health. He also went to the park to exercise yesterday," Yang Haonan said lightly.
Jiang Qiang scratched his face, "About what I said last time..."
"About spicy food?" Yang Haonan frowned slightly.
Jiang Qiang nodded, "Yes! If old people eat too much spicy things, it will not be good for their health."
"You can tell this to father yourself. You should've already known that he has a bad temper, so I can't control him," Yang Haonan said with a blank face as he shifted his gaze from the weird Jiang Qiang and immediately looked at Dickson San after abandoning these words.
"How many pills have been produced at present?"
Dickson San: "110,000 pills. Our current output has also increased, and we can produce 8,000 pills every day."
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"Very good!" Yang Haonan nodded his head. "My Spirit Energy Pills are more or less at a good stage too. I will put them on sale officially tomorrow. By the way, when I put them on sale officially tomorrow, do you think I should organize some activities?"
"You should organize one. It's more formal after all," Dickson San said.
Yang Haonan agreed, "Also, regarding Great Energy Pills and Spirit Energy Pills, none of them currently have spokespersons. What are your thoughts on this? Things can't go on without a spokesperson."
Hearing this question, Dickson San's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Mr. Yang, this is simple. If it's a spokesperson that you're worried about, then I think Patriarch Yang is the most suitable candidate. His elderly is handsome and has a unique temperament, and he is also an obvious beneficiary of Great Energy Pills. I think he is better than any celebrity out there."
Jiang Qiang's eyes opened wide, and he instantly knew where he had lost to this Dickson San!
'This bastard can really lick! Patriarch Yang is already a lot of age, but this guy said he is better than any celebrity?'
'Do you have any shame?'
'You can actually say this with a straight face? Can't you at least blush a little?'
However, when Jiang Qiang saw Yang Haonan's approving smile, he decisively took a step forward.
"Manager Dickson is right. The patriarch is the most suitable. Speaking of which, the first time I saw the patriarch, I was impressed by his handsomeness and temperament. Even though he is a hundred years old, he is still so healthy and suave. I just happen to know a professional photographer. I think we can hire him to take a set of artistic photos for the patriarch and stick his photo directly on the box of Great Energy Pill. It will definitely be suitable."
Jiang Qiang was very serious when he said this.
"Let's talk about this later," Yang Haonan didn't make a statement immediately.
After he went back, he would ask his old man for his opinion. If there was no problem, this matter could basically be confirmed.
After the second batch of Great Energy Pills was put on the market, the package could be printed with his old man's photo.
Then he could spend some more money on the Internet, on TV, and smash some advertisements. Maybe his old man would become popular.
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If he was lucky, he could still enter the entertainment industry.
With this, an image of a hundred-year-old uncle wearing a black leather jacket, black sunglasses, and a cigar dangling from the corner of his mouth, was a super warrior hero in the movie, saving the world, leveling the abyss, stepping on the corpses of villains, appeared on his mind.
After half an hour.
In the Yang Family courtyard, the phone on the stone table rang, and it was Yang Haonan who called.
"Father, I just visited Great Energy Pharmaceutical again. At present, the preliminary work has been prepared, and the official approval documents have been completed. This afternoon, agents and sellers can pick up the goods, and they can officially go on sale tomorrow," Yang Haonan said.
Yang Song: "These things are up to you to decide. Just send the money to my card on time."
"Okay! By the way, father, I discussed with Manager Dickson. Although our Great Energy Pills follow the path of premium products, we still need to promote it in the future. Therefore, we must find someone to endorse it. I think you are pretty suitable for this. Why don't you find time to take some photos?" Yang Haonan proposed.
Yang Song raised his brows, "I can do the endorsement, but the endorsement fee must be paid separately in the name of the company."
"This is for sure, public and private are separate from each other. Right, father, it will be officially listed for sale tomorrow, and the company also plans to hold an event. At the ribbon-cutting ceremony, would you like to come here too?"
"That is for sure! Just send me my address at that time."
"Good!"
Hanging up the phone, Yang Song glanced at the time.
Today, he made an appointment with Yang Haodong to help him interview and train online authors.
He got up, changed his clothes, and quickly drove out of the compound on the hoverboard.
As soon as he left the yard, he met Su Xiaotuan who was standing by the door.
Today's Su Xiaotuan was still dressed in a loli outfit, sandals and toes exposed, just as playful and cute as ever.
After seeing Yang Song, her face was immediately full of smiles, and she ran over.
"Elder Yang, are you going to the park to exercise today?" Su Xiaotuan asked.
"Hehe, I'm afraid there is no time today. This old man has other things to do," Yang Song smiled and prepared to advertise something.
Su Xiaotuan was doing a live broadcast, and a large number of netizens were paying attention. Wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't take the opportunity to advertise the new novel website?
"Ah, what's the matter?" Su Xiaotuan was quite cooperative.
Yang Song: "This old man, Old Huang and Old Zhou have known each other for decades and I have been influenced by them. I have always longed for literature. Recently, my health has improved and I am more motivated. So I plan to let my eldest son start an online novel company and unearth some excellent literary works at the same time. It can be regarded as a remedy for the regret that this old man did not engage in literature back then."
"Online novels?"
Hearing this, Su Xiaotuan's eyes suddenly lit up, there was big news.
"Then Elder Yang, have you ever heard of "Battle Through the Paradise"? It seems to be very popular recently."
Recently, Su Xiaotuan was also chasing an online novel called "Battle Through the Paradise", which was too good to read.
Yang Song smiled, "Of course, I have read that novel. The person who can write this book must have absolutely excellent, very genius, and very great parents behind! The author must have been greatly influenced by his parents. This kind of achievement can only be achieved with the help of his parents."
"Uh!"
Su Xiaotuan was a little confused. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the author be praised for his big brains and rich imagination?
How come Elder Yang boasted the author's parents instead?
Was it possible that in the future, if he encountered an author who wrote an awesome book, he had to say a few words like 'your mother is excellent, your dad is not bad, or your whole family is great'?
The angle of Elder Yang's view of the problem was quite tricky, huh?!
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