Are the insects who raise little trash in their home male insects?

As we all know, high-end products are generally time-consuming. Products that take longer to produce are not necessarily better, but they are definitely more expensive.

Qi Shan and the system said that the third batch of test crystals would not be distributed for at least half a year, and the quantity would not be too large.

In this way, the negotiation time with Mukafa will be extended to at least three or four months, which is three times longer than the current time.

"But what if they don't agree or cancel the order?" Sanda said worriedly.

Although they believe that their company is the best in the world, Mukafa is a veteran among veterans. Their family heritage dates back at least a thousand years, and they have survived the dark ages and have not been liquidated until now.

In addition to the family's principle of keeping a low profile, their methods and abilities should not be underestimated. Will the reneging on the negotiations make them feel that New Century is incompetent or arrogant?

The system looked at him and said, "No, they won't do that."

With Qi Shan here, it’s not so much that they are attracted by New Century’s design, but rather because Qi Shan is behind New Century.

The system is very self-aware. With the current development in the new century, it is not enough to enter Mukafa's vision.

It’s not that New Century doesn’t have the ability, it’s just that New Century’s foundation is too shallow. Mukafa has seen too many short-lived dark horse companies, most of which could not last a hundred years.

Common sense says that given the excellence of New Century, it is at most time for Mukafa to enter a wait-and-see period. They would rather New Century be absorbed by them than cooperate with them.

If there was no Qi Shan.

This large order was their gesture of goodwill to Qishan, to show that they were friends, not enemies, with New Century.

Since it is a cooperative relationship between the two parties, the negotiations will have advances and retreats and will not easily break up. Compared to them, Mukafa is more worried that if he pushes them too far, they will refuse the order.

The system can see this because it has a huge database and understands Mukafa's methods.

But it is normal that Sanda, who was born into a commoner family and had only reached this point after being discovered by him, could not make a correct judgment. His living environment limited his vision. He would understand after he had more contact with it.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements and have a second consultation with Mukafa."

Sanda didn't understand why Mukafa wouldn't do this, but he had one good point, which was his absolute trust and obedience to the system. Even if it was something he didn't understand in the short term, he would just do it without thinking too much.

Sometimes blind trust is much better than being smart.

After the meeting, Sanda approached the system and said, "Boss, do you really think it's okay for us to do this?"

"How is it?" The system was busy sorting the information into different folders.

"We just play games at work, eat, and work out."

When other employees were not around, Sundar spoke much more directly to the system.

"I prefer you to change the wording," the system said, "to understand the trends of popular and social development, and to replenish energy for better work."

"Is that what you mean?" Sanda opened his mouth and asked in surprise. Although the meaning seemed to be similar, it felt much more serious when the word was changed. "Then, what about fitness?"

"After work, I have to sacrifice my free time to exercise to ensure my health. This is responsible for myself and the company." A healthy body at least ensures that I am not prone to illness, reducing the possibility of waking up with a high fever and being unable to get up, and having to take a temporary leave.

Although they have a backup plan for "employees having urgent matters to attend to", being able to come to work normally is always better than the backup plan.

The system looked up and down at Sanda and said, "I would be very happy if you had the same awareness."

"Cough cough cough" Sanda pinched the fat on his belly. It seemed that he was a little fat. Among the Zerg people with super high muscle content, when he walked on the road, the other Zerg people couldn't tell whether he was a female Zerg or a shaved orc.

At least the orcs still have the primal bags, and most of them look fat.

"I will lose weight," said Sundar worriedly. There was no problem with exercise, but the work at hand had to be taken over by Chong.

"I'm going to shoot a movie soon, so you should adjust your schedule. How long have you been up lately?"

"I just haven't slept for three days, it's okay." Sanda touched his head and felt that the top of his head was a little bald.

Qi Shan, with his long silver-white hair, looked at him in horror. He hadn't had a good rest for three or four days and was almost dying. How could Sanda not sleep for three days and still be energetic to chat with them?

"You are a Zerg. If you were another race, you would have died suddenly by now." The system said unhappily.

"Hehe, female insects are notoriously difficult to kill. I'm fine. In order to get orders, the design department seems to have only slept no more than seven hours a week, and relied on energy pills to stay alive all day long." As he spoke, he seemed a little inexplicably proud.

The feeling that something was wrong reached its peak at this moment.

"Xiao Xi, the timing of this order is wrong." Qi Shan reminded in a low voice.

The system hummed softly in its throat, turned to Sanda and said, "Give them a day off tomorrow, let them go back to sleep now! Stop working first."

This order is more complicated than he thought, and it’s such an obvious problem, but why didn’t he raise it?

Knowing there is a problem, why do you still want to risk your life?

"Oh, I'll go and notify them now." Seeing that the system's face was really gloomy, Sanda put on the oil and ran away quickly.

"They are amazing." Qi Shan admired, "No wonder you limit working hours."

If there were no restrictions, they would have endured until they died.

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't think so much?" the system said helplessly. He simply followed the scientific time, eight hours of work, eight hours of entertainment, and eight hours of sleep.

This is normal, isn't it?

Suddenly, the system thought of something and poked Qi Shan's forehead with its index finger: "Don't learn from them, you know, staying up late for a long time will make your brain stupid."

Qi Shan covered his head and said, "Even if I wanted to, I don't have the energy."

If he doesn't sleep for two days, his mind becomes confused. If he doesn't sleep for three days, he is no different from a powder keg.

"No matter if you have the energy or not, you are not allowed to stay up late!"

"I know, I know. Are you the old father?"

The system lifted Qi Shan off its shoulders: "Yes, my lovely little boy."

"Ooooooh—stop rubbing my belly!"

"Alright, alright, stop making trouble and have some snacks first."

Qi Shan held the biscuit that was bigger than his head and took bites of it. When he finished eating and burped, the system put him back on its shoulder.

"Are we going back?" Qi Shan asked.

"Yes, but before we go back, let's go take a look."

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Sanda, who was conveying the break news to the design department, was guarding the door while the employees inside were making various excuses.

Sanda urged: "Are you guys done? The boss said, go back and rest now—"

"General Manager, please stop making noise. I'm almost there."

"Wait, don't rush me. If anyone doesn't want to go home, I'll save this place right away."

"Shut up baldhead!"

Sanda: "Whoever calls me bald, come out if you have the guts!"

These little bastards were getting more and more arrogant. Sanda gnashed his teeth in anger: "Little bastards, when you first arrived, you were so respectful to me, your father. Now you have grown wings, right? You don't even listen to your female father!"

"Ah~ General Manager - stop reading, we'll be done soon!"

Sanda pinched a bug's ear and said, "How dare you scream, little brat? It's you who screamed baldhead. I, your father, saw it all."

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, Daddy, female daddy, insect god! I was wrong, I was wrong!"