"I ......" Yang Ling is about to cry, where is this Nima production base, this is obviously burning money! So far, there is more than 100 million on the card, but to sell enough of these materials, it is definitely not enough to think with an asshole!

Even maybe a fraction is not enough, after all, when I used to work in the Bureau of Geology and Mining, I still had some understanding of the prices of various metals, at least 30,000 or 40,000 tons of electrolytic copper, more than 10,000 yuan for aluminum, and although steel is cheap, only one or two thousand yuan, I can't bear to ask for a large amount, a full 300,000 tons.

It's terrible! Yang Ling couldn't help but shudder, turned his head to look at the stick with a sad face, and said: "I think it's better not to fix it, my brother doesn't have so much money, you still have nothing to do every day and honestly accompany me to dig it......, right?"

The stick also shuddered suddenly, took a few steps back with a black face, and stammered, "Old ...... Boss, money is a king/bastard, you can earn it back if you use it, and that big guy is just too terrifying, he can use his body to release a confined energy field, and there is no powerful energy interference device at present, and I can't resist it! Boss~~ Please, spend money!

"Okay~!" Yang Ling sighed, what the stick said was very reasonable, his own life is more important, but money is not easy to earn! Especially even if he bought so many materials, how to get them over, his storage ring is about the size of a small room, less than fifty cubic meters, it is not a simple matter to move these things, but at the moment, he can only take one step at a time, and when the time comes, he can only use the trick of ants to move, and it will take a little more time.

Oda Yukiko sat on the sofa in a daze, Yang Ling suddenly appeared in front of her, startling her, when she saw Yang Ling's depressed expression, she seemed to be a little unhappy, and immediately knelt on the sofa and asked with concern: "Master, what happened?

Yang Ling waved his hand depressedly, "It's nothing, you go to practice, go out and have fun when you have time, don't be bored at home, reach the realm of qi training, you need to understand nature to have a chance to break through!"

Oda Yukiko's eyes lit up, but she still said respectfully: "Master, as your servant, Yukiko should share your worries ......"

"Go ahead, I'll arrange for you to do something!" Yang Ling waved his hand to drive her away.

At present, in addition to the stick, there is no second person in the miner system who knows, in fact, the stick cannot be regarded as a person at all, so, about everything about himself, the fewer people who know, the better, Oda Yukiko is also practicing qi now, her divine sense is extremely powerful, and she can't escape her observation within a radius of several kilometers, and some things should be avoided by her as much as possible.

Yang Ling drove the flying car out and soon came to the flying car base.

I need a lot of metal materials, adding up to hundreds of thousands of tons, if I buy them in my own name, I will definitely be noticed by someone who cares, and the most important thing is that I don't have so much money in my hands, so I can only find Ding Cong to deal with it.

Yang Ling took out a golden badge from the glove compartment of the speeding car and hung it, rummaged through it for a long time, found a plastic bag, threw a piece of scorpion meat into it, and then walked towards Ding Cong's office with a swagger.

The security guard at the door wanted to reach out to stop him, but Yang Ling pointed to his badge with a big grin, and then walked in domineeringly, the security guard looked at his back and hesitated for a moment or turned on the intercom.

The staff along the way didn't know Yang Ling, watching a guy wearing a shirt and shorts and slippers swaggering in with a transparent material pocket, and then looking at his shirt and tie, trousers and leather shoes, he passed by him proudly with his chest up, but when he saw the work card on Yang Ling's chest, he immediately lowered his body and carefully stood on the side of the road and nodded.

"Bang~!"

Yang Ling kicked Ding Cong's office open.

The windows in the office of more than 100 square meters are bright and bright, leather sofas, mahogany desks, green potted plants, which look luxurious and atmospheric, and the air conditioning is very large, and it is cold, Yang Ling couldn't help but shiver as soon as he came in.

Ding Cong was lying in front of the computer, heard the door bang, looked up with anger, and saw Yang Lingpi walking in with a smile, and holding this piece of raw beef that seemed to have just been bought from the vegetable market, he couldn't help but twitch a few times, and threw something in his hand at him with a black face.

"Don't you know how to knock on the door?"

"Hehe, I'll inspect it and see if Mr. Ding is doing something inappropriate for children in the office!" Yang Ling grabbed the flying thing in his hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, and looked at it, it turned out to be a box of hemorrhoid cream, and his face turned green suddenly.

Yang Ling hurriedly threw the hemorrhoid cream on the table, and then threw the bag containing the Yuan scorpion meat to Ding Cong's sleek and brand-new mahogany desk to wash his hands.

"Can you come seriously, we are the world's leading high-tech flying car production base, what do you mean by bringing a piece of meat?" Ding Cong opened his pocket with a ballpoint pen and looked at it disgusted.

"The dog bites Lu Dongbin! Lao Tzu has come to invite you to eat meat, don't be ignorant! After this village, there will be no such shop. Yang Ling turned around and said.

"Huh~!" Ding Cong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help licking his mouth, "Could this be the kind of meat you gave me last time?"

"Of course~!" Yang Ling turned around and saw a shirt on the sofa, picked it up and wiped his hands clean, Ding Cong's face was about to drip water.

Yang Ling lifted his crumpled shirt and looked left and right a few times, and then pouted, it turned out to be pink, too motherly, so he threw it down with disgust and said, "Let's go, find a place first, let's go eat hot pot!"

"Fire ~ pot ~?" Ding Cong shuddered for a moment, looked at the strong sunlight outside the window, shrank his body and quickly shook his head, "Forget it, I've been on fire these days, and the chrysanthemums are all broken!"

Yang Ling glanced at him with disdain, "Ten men and nine moles, a fat man, and a man's chrysanthemum is useless?" But looking at Ding Cong's tangled expression, he suddenly realized: "Are you a sufferer?"

"Accept your uncle~!" Ding Cong jumped up, "Let's go, go eat hot pot!"

Yang Ling nodded proudly, and then the two of them carried a plastic bag, hooked their shoulders and went out.

It is not yet the official dinner time, except for the cooks and helpers who cook in the base canteen, there are very few people who come to eat, and the canteen manager saw Ding Cong come in, and he came up to say hello busily, thinking that he was here to inspect the work.

"Go~!help me make a hot pot!" Ding Cong was in a bad mood. (To be continued.) )