Back to the 90s: I Helped the Beautiful Factory Manager Become an Arms Tycoon

Just as Chang Ping guessed, Lin Yunhai was not satisfied with simply getting the Desert Eagle into the high-end luxury market, so he researched many new types of handguns.

He designed models like the Grote and Colt, and had them produced in advance.

Not only that, in order to please his big clients, he even designed a cool handgun from a game he played in his previous life.

There are many types, each with different powers, suitable for all kinds of people.

Not only that, he also added dragon carvings and other things to these guns, and then produced one to make it unique.

Who among the wealthy wouldn't want to be the most unique?

He designed so many bizarre handguns that the people in the factory were initially slightly shocked.

But later on, they became numb, and their hearts were no longer moved.

They only know how to do things; whatever Lin Yunhai tells them to produce, they produce.

They didn't even know if the pistols they were producing tomorrow would be the same type as those they were producing today.

"Just how much stuff is in your head?"

This is the third time Qiu Meizi has said something like this.

Lin Yunhai smiled helplessly, "I have too many things in my head, but don't worry, you are definitely one of the most important ones."

The two got along more and more harmoniously, and Lin Yunhai would often tease Qiu Meizi.

Human habits are terrifying.

Qiu Meizi initially found his flirting unacceptable, but now she's indifferent to it.

Sometimes, if Lin Yunhai didn't make a few sarcastic remarks to tease her, she felt that something was missing from her life that day.

Ignoring his flirting, Qiu Meizi asked, "Are you sure these things can really be sold?"

"Absolutely. Not only can it be sold, but it can also fetch a good price. Sometimes, good marketing can elevate the value of a product to an even higher level."

Seeing how confidently he spoke, Qiu Meizi stopped saying anything more, since she could never win an argument with Lin Yunhai anyway.

And they dared not argue with him, otherwise they would always be embarrassed.

When Xu Bao came to see Lin Yunhai again, Lin Yunhai pulled him into a small room.

The pistols that Lin Yunhai and his team produced during this period were all displayed in this room.

Besides their unique shapes and immense power, they also come in various colors.

For a gun enthusiast, the visual experience of this room was fantastic; once Xu Bao entered, he didn't want to leave.

"Master, did you design all these guns?"

Xu Bao touched this and that, his mouth never closing since he came in.

"Of course, I said I'd give you a surprise next time we meet, and I definitely won't go back on my word."

"Your surprise is too big, let me catch my breath first."

Having lived for over twenty years, he had never seen so many types of guns.

"Alright, then take a look for yourself."

Lin Yunhai did not disturb him, but sat down in that spot to drink tea.

Xu Bao watched for a full hour before he calmed down.

He quickly ran to Lin Yunhai's side and asked, "Are all these pistols for sale?"

"Of course, what's the point of producing them if they can't be sold?"

"That was sold to me?"

"if not?"

If they weren't for Xu Bao to sell, would he have bothered to design those guns?

On the battlefield, a gun is enough to kill the enemy; there's no need for anything more complicated.

It was all for him; such immense happiness left Xu Bao completely bewildered.

He suddenly felt very fortunate that he had ridden his horse through the streets that day; otherwise, he would not have met Lin Yunhai, much less have seen so many wonderful things.

He couldn't contain his excitement at the thought of how many envious glances he would receive if he took these things back with him.

However, he soon discovered another problem: many of the casualties were unique items, with only one available.

"Master, did you produce these guns first to test the waters? Why is there only one?"

"I only plan to produce one."

"Why? If we produce more, wouldn't we make a lot more money?"

Lin Yunhai shook his head and said, "You don't understand. Unique items are what collectors love most. You can hold an auction for these items, and I believe the prices will definitely tempt you."

In business, you definitely need to understand people's hearts. If you do it well, you can make a lot of money.

Although Xu Bao didn't quite understand Lin Yunhai's intentions, he knew that his master must have a reason for asking him to do something, so he decided to follow his master's instructions.

It was pretty much as Lin Yunhai had expected.

After Xu Bao returned with this batch of cool guns, he was immediately scrambled for by those around him.

Especially those rare, one-of-a-kind pistols, which were highly sought after and everyone wanted them, so Xu Bao took the opportunity to propose an auction to finalize the transaction.

Although the idea of ​​the auction came from Lin Yunhai, Xu Bao's father did not object at all. On the contrary, he was very excited and encouraged Xu Bao to do it.

At the same time, he developed a very strong interest in Lin Yunhai.

At first, he felt it was inappropriate for his son to have someone of similar age as his master. But after seeing the changes in his son, he wanted to meet Lin Yunhai and see what kind of person he was that could bring about such a big change in his son.

The auction needed to be scheduled, but the invitations had already been sent to Lin Yunhai well in advance.

In Xu Bao's view, the most important people in his heart now are his father, his aunt, and then his master Lin Yunhai.

"Um, is it really okay for me to dress like this?"

Qiu Meizi looked awkwardly at herself in the mirror, finding everything about her strange.

She usually wears practical suits and has never worn such a gorgeous evening gown before.

Qiu Meizi was already beautiful, and after changing into an evening gown, her best features were fully brought out, making her look stunning, elegant, and charming.

Even Lin Yunhai, who had talked about many beautiful women, had to admit that Qiu Meizi was very beautiful, breathtakingly so.

Especially when Qiu Meizi turned around and smiled at him, he could feel his heart beating much faster than usual.

"No problem, you'll look beautiful. We're going to an auction today, so there will definitely be a lot of people there. As my date, all you need to do is look gorgeous."

Do you know how to do makeup?

Qiu Meizi nodded, then sat down and began applying makeup.

Her makeup skills are quite good; after she put on makeup, her whole demeanor changed.

At this moment, she was as beautiful as the sun, dazzlingly beautiful, but she seemed unaware of it, finding fault with her clothes no matter what she looked at.

"How about we change into something else? I still feel uncomfortable."

This outfit barely covers her arms; she hasn't worn it like this for years, and she's really not used to it.