Chapter 149 Late night, room, man and woman, story telling
Facts have proved that being a leader who can slack off is definitely easier than being a person who does things. Even just checking the data in a report makes Mo Cheng feel dizzy.
The last time this happened was when my high school math teacher assigned five papers as homework, which had to be handed in the next day.
At the same time, Mo Cheng also clearly understood that he did not have the talent to be a lord player. He remembered very clearly that some immersive lord players directly turned off the data collected by the [Foreign Domain] system and directly did manual statistics.
The data was checked until night, and this was on the premise that Loni was around to ask questions, otherwise it might have to be checked until the next day.
When the last piece of data was checked, Mo Cheng threw the report in his hand directly on the table, "Oh my god, it's finally done."
Constantly comparing data and performing calculations made Mo Cheng feel like he was back in school, and the whole day was filled with math classes because other teachers had urgent matters to attend to.
"There is no problem with the data. From now on, the production of the Shimmering Ointment will follow the work regulations I gave you. Remember to strictly follow the regulations."
Mo Cheng rubbed his temple while explaining to Loni, "Because our shimmer ointment has already started to take up market share, others will definitely not sit idly by and watch us eat up the share that should have belonged to them, so we must strictly control the production and quality inspection links and not give others any chance to attack us on the product."
Not only that, Mo Cheng also split and refined the factory's production links. Each worker only knows the part he is responsible for, and under the contract, they cannot actively or passively inquire about the part that other staff are responsible for.
"Priest Mo Cheng." Loni bit her lip and asked, "Do we really have to fight against the Pharmacist Guild?"
Loni is definitely not a nun who knows nothing. From the effectiveness of the Shimmer Ointment and its relatively cheap price, even she can see that the Shimmer Ointment is about to gain momentum and begin to seize the pharmaceutical market.
The pharmaceutical market was seized, and the losses were naturally the interests of the Pharmacist Guild. And how big this profit was, Loni knew it very well, after all, all the reports and data of the factory were calculated by her.
The benefits are huge, so huge that they may bring danger.
Mo Cheng pushed up his glasses and said, "What is confrontation? It's called confrontation when the strength is equal. For me, the hostility of the Pharmacist Guild has never been a problem."
Mo Cheng had thought about the consequences of engaging in [commercial competition] with the Pharmacists Guild a long time ago, and had also come up with many countermeasures.
Relying on the power of the nobles, using the mage team's skin, and even cooperating with other forces are all under consideration.
"Besides, we are just a contract manufacturer for the Mage Team. We will not be the cause of any troubles for the Apothecary Guild."
Loni was silent. She had seen Wange from afar when Wange came to find Mo Cheng. The lingering aura of death on Wange's body showed that he was a powerful necromancer.
Loni, who had always been skeptical about the existence of the "Mage Team" mentioned by Mo Cheng, couldn't help but believe that was developed by the Mage Team.
This made Loni less nervous. If this was the case, then Albert House was at best a factory that processed products for OEM, and the real beneficiaries were the magicians. Even if the people in the Pharmacist Guild were hostile to the Glimmer Ointment, the danger Albert House would face would be greatly reduced.
"Oh, right." Not wanting to continue discussing the Pharmacist Guild , Mo Cheng changed the subject. "By the way, what kind of person was the late Reverend Albert?"
This sentence made Loni fall into silence. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. Just when Mo Cheng thought he had said something wrong, Loni said softly: "Pastor Albert is a very kind person, but very stubborn in some aspects. He can obviously make his life better, but he is always tired for others."
As if lost in memories, Loni talked to herself, "In the beginning, Albert's House was actually just a shabby house. It leaked on sunny days, and it rained harder inside than outside on rainy days. In the beginning, we all slept directly on wooden boards. Later, Pastor Albert taught himself some carpentry skills and tried to make a few beds, but they always ended up with one side higher than the other."
"At the beginning, I felt like I was abandoned by Glory, but Priest Albert was always smiling. He lit torches at night to patch up the holes in the house, and went out to collect donations with a donation box during the day. It was impossible to collect donations at the beginning. This is the capital of the Kingdom of Mages. Even if someone believes in Glory, they would rather go to the Glory Church."
"Reverend Albert knew that life was difficult, but he always returned with empty donation boxes. He said, 'You can't just ignore the poor homeless people you see on the street.' As a result, our already tight finances have to spend extra money, and it's a long-term expenditure."
Loni's voice was very soft, but in this quiet room, Mo Cheng could hear it clearly.
There was no intention to stop or interrupt, just sitting there quietly listening to Loni telling stories about the past of Albert House.
"Eventually, some people were willing to listen to our sermons, and we occasionally collected donations. We even opened a vegetable garden in the backyard and planned to raise some chickens and ducks. Then, Reverend Albert's health could not support him. He was old and had many hidden injuries from his past experiences."
"After falling down once, Priest Albert never stood up again. The Holy Light couldn't save Priest Albert. At the last moment, Priest Albert came to his senses a little, held my hand and told me to let this place continue to exist..."
Tick, tick, tears dripped down her face. The nun who had been maintaining the Albert House strong all the time , perhaps spoke about her past for the first time since she took on this responsibility.
Mo Cheng silently handed the handkerchief to Loni without saying anything. He knew that letting the other party vent their emotions at this time might be more useful than useless comfort.
"Then I barely managed to keep Albert House going, and then I met you, Pastor Mo Cheng, that day."
Wiping away tears, Loni ended the story with a bit of calmness after crying. "Come to think of it, Pastor Mo Cheng is very similar to Pastor Albert."
Mo Cheng couldn't think of any similarities between himself and Reverend Albert, so he said jokingly, "Do you mean that I look like an old man?"
As he spoke, he pretended to bend over and stroke his long beard.
Loni laughed, "No, I just like to meddle in other people's business like Reverend Albert."
"Minding your own business? It's just some self-satisfaction."
His past experience as a player made Mo Cheng habitually intervene in certain things and solve them. Once such a habit is formed, it is difficult to change it even if you travel to another world.
