The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

The conference room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was silent.

Even Zheng Yu, who had made an impassioned speech just now, sat down.

Everything he wanted to say has been said.

Then I saw President Chen Shu thinking for a moment and looking at Su Yaoyao.

“Commissioner Su, it’s not easy to run a pigeon factory these days, isn’t it?

"Thanks a lot!

"Just in time, would you like to report your work to everyone?"

The atmosphere in the conference room was still weird.

Professor Zhang sighed.

Zheng Yu lowered his head.

Song Yin was thoughtful.

Mo Lanyou rolled his eyes and whispered secretly to Bai Mo, his voice as thin as a mosquito's fly, "Commissioner Su, this is not good."

Su Yaoyao also noticed something was wrong, but still stood up and put on a smile.

“The work in our pigeon factory has been relatively smooth so far.

“The scale of the pigeon factory has expanded a lot, and now it has four business parts: breeding, communication, strengthening, and training.

“We have built a large-scale breeding room and invited experienced breeding experts to help us cultivate the best breed of homing pigeons.

“A brand new pigeon language laboratory has also been built to help humans and pigeons achieve simple two-way communication through some training and sound signal collection and processing.

"To strengthen this part of the business, we still rely on the pollution caused by the Nine-Headed Bird ghost car..."

As she spoke, everyone listened carefully.

Bai Mo was drinking tea and hugging his apprentice, and suddenly realized that the scale of the pigeon factory had grown so big without even realizing it?

With so much business, how much space is needed? How many facilities? How much labor?

I guess it cost a lot of money!

Su Yaoyao didn't seem to notice this weird atmosphere, and she became happier as she talked.

“The pigeons we have bred have become more and more spiritual!

“In addition to the homing pigeon’s original characteristic of loving and returning to the nest, we have also developed the characteristic of patrolling and protecting the nest.

"Pigeons will actively patrol their homes and want to protect their homes. After sensing danger, they will even ask humans for help..."

In the conference room, everyone listened carefully.

To be fair, this spirituality can be regarded as a very good sentinel function.

"The nine-headed bird ghost car's strengthening of the pigeons is more terrifying than we imagined.

“Pigeons’ senses are already extremely sharp, and after adding external ears to them, their senses become even more exaggerated!

“Under certain conditions, the spiritual sense of these pigeons is even equivalent to that of a sequence eight magician.

"But the Eight Immortals of the Sequence cannot be mass-produced, but pigeons can be mass-produced.

"The cost of raising an immortal magician is even more different than the cost of raising a pigeon..."

Su Yaoyao talked about several more results, which sounded quite gratifying.

After she finished speaking little by little, she subconsciously glanced at President Chen Shu.

"Results and progress, for now, that's all."

The conference room was still quiet.

President Chen Shu did not offer any praise, and no one applauded.

Then I heard President Chen Shu speak.

"The high-quality homing pigeons on the market now are not cheap, right? A single one costs thousands to tens of thousands of dollars.

"Hiring an experienced breeder or pigeon raiser is not cheap either. It can cost tens of thousands of dollars a month at least.

“In the Xiling Mountains, the land is not valuable, so we don’t care about the site and construction investment.

“Those special pigeon cages, thermostats, and sensors also need to be found from manufacturers and specially customized.

"I heard that the survival rate of the pigeons bred by the key is not high. I saw in the report that the survival rate is only 17%..."

In the conference room, everyone was still watching their noses and their eyes.

Su Yaoyao was speechless.

Pigeons bred in the Xiling Mountains will be infected with the aura of the Nine-Headed Bird Ghost Vehicle as soon as they are born. The upper limit is higher and the possibility is greater, but the survival rate is indeed lower.

President Chen Shu sighed and continued.

“The ghost car’s strengthening process, the loss rate... is also a bit high.

"After the ghost car is strengthened, 70% of the pigeons can survive more than three days, and 40% of the pigeons can survive more than ten days...

"us……"

In the conference room, the only voice that could be heard was President Chen Shu.

Bai Mo hugged his apprentice Guokezhao and rubbed its fox paws. After calculating the astonishing loss rate after adding up all the links in the pigeon factory, he could understand the president.

The funds of the Immortal Committee are not unlimited.

Nowadays, there are many businesses, many projects, large expenses, and funds are always tight.

Su Yaoyao's pigeon factory has a lot of investment and expenses, and the key pigeons are easy to die and not survive.

A lot of money was burned in, but few pigeons flew out.

No matter who is in charge of such a project, it will be difficult to survive.

President Chen Shu spoke calmly.

"In fact, I believe that difficulties are only temporary, and difficulties will eventually pass, and the right path will definitely be found. After darkness, there will be dawn, just as the pigeon factory will definitely succeed in the end!

"But how long will the darkness of the pigeon factory last? We don't know, we don't know, and we can't say for sure.

"How much money will be burned during this period of darkness before dawn? It's hard for us to say."

Bai Mo picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea.

I thought to myself, the president, this is what high emotional intelligence means!

The current situation in the pigeon factory is definitely dark.

But will there be a dawn after the darkness?

Does surviving hardships lead to success?

This is really hard to say.

It is also possible that if you spend a lot of money, you will only get a piece of chicken feathers in the end.

The president sighed and began to cry.

“...To be honest with you, our Xizhou Immortal Committee’s funding for this quarter has bottomed out.

"Commissioner Su, what I mean is, can we study... um... reduce the pigeon factory's funds by part?

“Less funding, smaller steps, and slower development.

"When funds become abundant in the future, we will increase the quota for the pigeon factory!"

Su Yaoyao had no expression on her face and just nodded.

The president’s statement of “cutting down some” is also a statement of high emotional intelligence. Judging from the president's attitude, the pigeon factory project may be put on hold and put on hold indefinitely.

She can understand the president.

From the president's perspective, there is no hope for the Pigeon Factory project.

In her mind, the ancient immortal also sighed.

“It is not easy to bring the secret skills of our Fengyu Holy Land to the present world and cultivate those mortal birds.

“Some experiments, some adjustments, some grinding, and some consumption are inevitable.

“But there is still a high probability of success in the end.

"You are reluctant to spend this money...there is nothing you can do about it."

It turns out that this is the reason why Su Yaoyao persists!

With the participation of the unpolluted ancient immortal master and the integration of the secret techniques of the Holy Land, she knew that this project would be successful in all likelihood!

One day, the project will not only be able to cultivate homing pigeons, but also goshawks, owls, ospreys, and petrels...Using the secret technique of Fengyu Holy Land, we will eventually use the secret technique of Fengyu Holy Land to cultivate individual mortal birds and spread them all over the world to protect this world. The whole world!

It is a pity that the reason for her persistence, the identity of the unpolluted ancient immortal master, and Fengyu Holy Land cannot be revealed.

Su Yao shook her hand on the conference table, nodded, accepted the result, and sat down.

At this moment, the sound of birds suddenly sounded in the quiet conference room.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

Then I saw a gray-brown pigeon head sticking out of the pocket of Su Yaoyao's work jacket. It was shaking, looking left and right, and cooing. On both sides of the head, small feathers grow, like two small ears.

Su Yaoyao smiled awkwardly.

“This is Xiao Mayu, the latest trainee of the pigeon factory.

“I was injured during flight training yesterday and almost didn’t survive.

“After the operation, he stayed with me.

"It's just a mortal bird, but it's really smart and knows who is safest to follow."

Su Yaoyao's eyes were soft and she stretched out her hand to touch the pigeon's head.

But as soon as she put her hand on it, the pigeon came out of her pocket with a swishing sound, flew away from under her hand, and landed on the conference table.

Then they saw this pigeon, ignoring Su Yaoyao, strutting around the conference table, shaking his head, and strolling around the courtyard.

Professor Gan stretched out his hand to touch it, but it nodded ferociously, "brushed" it, and almost pecked his finger.

Everyone around the table was already laughing.

Is this very spiritual?

It's obviously stupid.

Then I saw this pigeon, swaying its head left and right, looking at the people around the table.

Look at President Chen Shu, he has pooped out bird droppings.

Looking at the other people, they staggered all the way and rushed to Bai Mo!

"Cuckoo!"

Whoosh!

It jumped onto Bai Mo's arm and rubbed its head against Bai Mo's clothes.

Looking at Guoke Claw in Bai Mo's arms, he rubbed his head against Guoke Claw's shoulder, burying his bird's head into Guoke Claw's fluffy hair, which made Guoke Claw smile. The fox's paw touched its head, but it wasn't afraid. Instead, it felt happy and even more enthusiastic.

In the conference room, laughter suddenly broke out.

It was Bai Mo who was smiling.

“It seems really, very spiritual.

"Is it really a mortal bird? Not a fairy beast?"

Su Yaoyao was also stunned.

She has never behaved like Xiao Mayu!

"It's...a mortal bird."

Mo Lanyou grinned and looked at the bird's licking face.

"Could it be said that it knows that Bai Mo experts have funds?

"Know that the white ink experts can save them?"

Nutshellpaw smiled brightly, held this new little brother in his fox paw, touched it, took a look, and looked up at his master.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Bai Mo also reached out and touched the bird's face and neck, feeling its intimacy.

He raised his head, scanned the whole place, and saw the looks coming his way.

"Commissioner Su, Chairman Chen Shu, everyone here, if there is only a problem of funding... the pigeon factory can continue to operate.

"I will pay for this."

…

Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory.

In the office, as always, the sound of typing on the keyboard could be heard. It was Fang Xiaoyu, working at work.

There was also the sound of "swishing, swishing, swishing" writing. It was Wu Qingyun who was frowning again and struggling to do her homework.

Click!

It's Nut Claw. The two fox paws are put together and rubbed gently.

When it was spread out again, the peel of the pecan was broken, and two complete pieces of pulp lay on its fox paws.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

It smiled happily and put the pulp on the plate for the master to eat.

Bai Mo grabbed the mouse, looked at the paper, and noticed the nut claws.

"It's awesome!"

Pecans have never been grown in Fox Mountain, let alone roasted pecans like this. But if you pick up the nut claw and shake it, you can immediately rub it open with the fox claw!

Bai Mo touched its head.

Looking back at Nut Claw over the past few years, his job at Fox Mountain has been opening nuts and handling various nut-based medicinal materials every day. Day after day, year after year, he has really learned the skills and understood the door.

"Hey, not bad."

Bai Mo was eating pecans with his apprentice, while Fang Xiaoyu not far away was staring at the screen and communicating with Su Yaoyao.

[I went to the meeting today just to get funding! 】

[I don’t even know where to get this month’s salary from]

[Who would have known that there would be a surprise when I went there, the project was canceled! 】

Fang Xiaoyu smiled while typing.

[When Baimo Expert asked for funding, did you think he was handsome? 】

[By the way, have you thanked him? 】

【Do you want to pledge yourself to me? 】

Su Yaoyao quickly replied.

【Don’t be ridiculous! 】

[Public is public, private is private! 】

…

In a drafty boardroom office in the Xiling Mountains, Su Yaoyao was holding a notebook and chatting, her face flushed with embarrassment and her cheeks bulging with anger.

Bai Mo's move made her uneasy, and she didn't even say a word to Bai Mo after the meeting.

She really didn't know how to face Bai Mo now.

At this time, I was typing and sending a message to Fang Xiaoyu.

[Actually...he doesn't know the financial situation of the pigeon factory]

[The stalls at the Pigeon Factory are a bit too big, so the money is wasted]

[Your side may not all cover the consumption of the pigeon factory]

[Let’s sum it up first and fill in the holes that must be filled]

[I will reduce the business and try to spend as little money as possible on you, first I can support the pigeon factory and then talk about it]

[The fairy committee in Yincheng can also support me with some funds]

[Let me show you the account book first]

[This form is staff salary]

…

In the office.

Fang Xiaoyu sat in front of the computer, guarding the chat window, and was a little nervous.

How big is the stall?

How big is the hole?

How much consumption?

How much is it?

Su Yaoyao sent over the first form.

【staff salary】

She opened it immediately and made a rough calculation.

Su Yaoyao sent over the second form.

【Feed drug consumables】

She opened it again immediately and made a rough calculation.

Su Yaoyao sent the third form.

[Summary of logistics expenses]

She clicked quickly to open it and made a rough calculation.

…

Woo...

The wind from the Xiling Mountains flows into the cracks in the boardroom office.

Peacock Hongbao huddled behind his master, clicking away half of today's pineapple, his eyes full of resentment.

It used to eat two pineapples every day!

Now there’s only half of it!

How is this possible?

It's still growing!

Then they saw that Su Yaoyao had sent all the forms to Fang Xiaoyu.

【see that? 】

【Isn’t it scary? 】

[Help me add up the total, what can be saved and what must be spent]

[See how much you can squeeze out, see how big the hole is left, and then I'll think of a way! 】

Then Fang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment and sent a message.

【that's it? 】

【there is none left? 】

【That's it? 】

[We did not know the financial situation of the pigeon factory before]

[But it seems that you don’t know the financial situation of the pharmaceutical company either.]

Su Yaoyao was stunned.

【What do you mean? 】

Then Fang Xiaoyu responded quickly.

[I just did a rough calculation and asked the factory’s finance department to take a look at it]

[Your expenses are actually not bad]

[Pharmaceutical companies can definitely afford it]

[Just keep raising pigeons and don’t worry about funding anymore]

[This small amount of funds will not cause a lot of damage to pharmaceutical companies]

[Objectively speaking, at best, it’s just a scratch]

Before I knew it, one month had passed quickly. .