Chapter 291 Who are you? This is a very remote place in the industrial zone. It seems to be quite old and the factory buildings here are very dilapidated. The so-called "Tian Di Pharmaceutical Factory" only rented one floor in this dilapidated factory building. Cheng Ming came to the third floor of the factory. There was an iron gate at the entrance of the stairs, with a golden sign next to it that read "Tian Di Pharmaceutical Factory", with one side of the "Di" in "Tian Di" missing. There was a small table next to the door, and a thin young man in his twenties, wearing an ill-fitting security uniform and a hat, was sitting there playing with his mobile phone. Cheng Ming felt a little strange. Aren't security guards generally middle-aged or older people in their 50s or 60s who can't find good jobs? This person looks quite young. Could he have avoided taking forty years of detour? "Hello, can I go in and take a look?" Cheng Ming said. Hearing the sound, the young security guard came back to his senses. He looked at Cheng Ming and asked. "What are you here for?"

"I want to go in and take a look, can I?" "No! This is a production area, only employees can enter." Wow, you have a strong sense of responsibility. Cheng Ming used to feel that young people were a bit unreliable, but he didn’t expect that this security guard born in the 2000s was actually quite responsible. "Actually, I'm here to discuss business with the boss of your factory," said Cheng Ming. The security guard was stunned for a moment and said, "So it's God? Come in." Cheng Ming: Black question mark face. It seems that the factory is short of business? Have even the security guards received business training? Cheng Ming entered the iron gate. There is a wide corridor in front and the factory building next to it. The lights were dim, and the weak light shone through the shabby windows, sprinkling mottled light on the dusty floor. The air was filled with a pungent smell of chemicals mixed with a faint smell of corruption. There are several old, rusty pharmaceutical machines in the factory, and their roar is almost drowned out by the empty medicine bottles and waste materials piled up in a disorderly manner in the workshop. Several workers in rough work clothes operated the machines expressionlessly. There was no trace of emotion in their eyes, as if they had long been accustomed to everything here. In the corner, a tired figure was squatting and sorting boxes of medicines to be packaged. Her hands were covered with ink and dust, and her movements were mechanical and quick, like a precise machine. Bags of raw materials were stacked in the corners, some of which were broken, revealing irregularly shaped crystals inside, which shimmered in the dim light. The mottled mold and cracks on the walls made people doubt the solidity of the building. Cheng Ming originally thought that the factory building was very shabby, but unexpectedly it was not, it was extremely shabby. And it's very small! Cheng Ming could see inside through the window. This was a dilapidated production plant, and on the other side was an office area separated by ordinary foam boards.

There are only about ten workers and only four office staff. It is more like a small workshop than a pharmaceutical factory. Cheng Mingchao looked towards the so-called office area. There was a sign on one of the partitions that read "Factory Director's Office". The partition was very low, only slightly higher than the desk. With Cheng Ming's height, he could have a clear view of the entire office area. At this moment, Cheng Ming had an idea - this place is also called an office? Our Dayinhai Pharmaceutical was better than this when it was first established. In the factory director's office, a young man in his early twenties was leaning back in an office chair playing with his mobile phone, apparently playing a game. Cheng Ming walked through the door. He wanted to walk straight up to the factory manager, but a young girl holding a dozen documents stopped him. "Hello, what can I do for you?" the girl asked. "I'm going to talk to your factory manager about business." Cheng Ming said. The girl held the documents and said, "The factory manager is busy, please wait for a while." Cheng Ming was stunned. Now I am very close to the office chair of the so-called factory director, only two or three meters away, and I can see him being pushed to a higher ground on his mobile phone. You told me he is busy? Are you busy keeping the house? "But... he seems to be playing games." Cheng Ming said. "Yes." The girl answered. "So you said he was busy?" “He’s just busy.” "He was clearly playing games." "That's right, the factory manager said that no one can disturb him when he is playing games." The girl Ruduo read out the script. “Even God?” “Not even God.” Good guy! So God is worthless to you? Cheng Ming was so angry that he almost laughed: "Your factory director is quite impressive." The girl said helplessly: "Boss, please sit over there and wait for a while." Cheng Ming glanced at her, wanting to bypass the girl and go directly to the so-called factory manager, and shouted: "Little brother! Little brother!" However, the factory manager inside was not moved at all, as if he had not heard it. The girl once again stood in front of Cheng Ming and said, "It's useless. No matter how much you yell at him, he won't pay attention to you. Just wait until he finishes this game." The factory manager had his back to Cheng Ming. Cheng Ming had sharp eyes and he saw the game time on his phone, 12 minutes, and thought it would be over in a few minutes. I had to get a chair from the side and sit down and wait.

【Your defense tower was destroyed! 】 【Your defense tower was destroyed! 】 【Blue Team defeated the Shadow Overlord! 】 [Second kill! Third kill] Various sound effects were coming from the game over there. However, the girl next to him, the other two staff members, and the pharmaceutical factory production staff ten meters away seemed to be accustomed to it, and no one thought there was anything wrong. Cheng Ming was bored, so he just kept watching. The character controlled by the factory manager was a shooter. He had just killed three opponents in a team battle and was now pursuing the opponent's support. "You'd better return to the city immediately!" Cheng Ming's voice was heard here. The factory manager inside seemed to pause for a moment, but continued to chase. Cheng Ming didn't say much, but started counting down. "You only have five seconds to react. If you don't return to the city within five seconds, you will lose the game. Five, four, three." The factory manager seemed to hesitate again, and finally pressed the return key. Afterwards, his character returned to the fountain, and the opponent's Han Xin just came to the crystal! Nothing unexpected happened next. Han Xin wanted to steal the tower, but the military line was cleared by the shooter. Han Xin wanted to forcefully demolish it, but in the end there was no military line, and Shui Chang was killed by the shooter when he had only one bar of blood left. After barely holding on to the crystal, the red team counterattacked to the opponent's high ground. Because Han Xin had just died, it was a team battle with more people against fewer, and the red team where the factory manager was located naturally won the team battle and won the game. The young factory manager turned around. He took a look at Cheng Ming and was surprised when he found that Cheng Ming was several years older than him. Just now, the opponent saw that Han Xin stole the tower, he must be an expert in the game. I thought he was a young man. What? It’s an old thing? "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Meng Zixuan asked. (End of this chapter)