CHAPTER 320: CHAPTER 319: ARE MEN NEVER SATISFIED?

In America right now, cooling oil isn’t exactly unknown.

But it’s definitely not something everyone’s familiar with.

The key is this smell, even without any pandemic.

In the hot summer, our fellow Californians take a deep breath of the fresh air brought by this cooling oil.

What kind of feeling is that?

Not to mention anything else, our Californian noses would definitely say:

Awesome!

This is the smell!

So, even before it’s on sale, it’s certain.

This product will definitely sell like crazy!

Plus, with this whole big marketing gimmick.

So, selling it for 100 US Dollars a package.

This price is very reasonable.

Alright, being able to sell at this price, Zhou Mo Sen thinks the Descent Sect played a huge role.

If it weren’t for that guy Bishop being such a sweet talker.

He probably wouldn’t be able to sell it at a high price now so easily.

One must know.

In our country, masks are really very cheap.

The blue ones, you can buy ten at a pharmacy for two or three bucks.

And that’s the pharmacy, the retail price.

Two or three bucks in RMB, not US Dollars.

Although adding some cooling oil beads is somewhat technical.

Ahem... Doing this in our country, the cost is really incredibly low.

So, with such a low cost, I, Zhou Mo Sen, sell one package for 100 US Dollars!

Haha...

Dr. Zhou is really very happy.

He thinks he’s made a huge profit.

And, this is just the start.

If things continue as they are, hoarding masks is definitely going to earn him a fortune!

The Descent Sect used to have quite a few followers.

And, it’s not just them, of course.

Thinking carefully again,

This bunch of Americans, they really don’t like wearing masks.

That is to say, if it weren’t for me, Zhou Mo Sen, being such a big talker, or in a self-deprecating way, putting on a mystical show.

These Americans wouldn’t wear masks, right?

Now not only are they wearing them, but they’re also scrambling to buy.

Aren’t I, Zhou Mo Sen, saving lives in a different way?

I, Dr. Zhou, still have a kind heart.

US Dollars a package.

Don’t even think it’s expensive.

Hmm... These Americans probably haven’t experienced essential oil back massages, so I’ll give them an essential oil lung massage instead.

Zhou Mo Sen’s idea actually isn’t bad.

The only troublesome part is adding some essential oil beads inside the mask.

But it’s okay, it’s just a matter of taking some extra time logistically.

Everything else is really... an absolute windfall!

As for if Americans really figure out that wearing masks is necessary for this pandemic.

Then Zhou Mo Sen can make a hefty profit again from the masks he hoarded before!

In this sense, whenever that Zhao Anji wants to act.

Let her go ahead.

Whenever that Dr. Fauci wants to cover it up until,

Let him go ahead too.

I, Zhou Mo Sen, will just focus on making money.

One could say, Zhou Mo Sen’s idea isn’t bad.

At least it highlights a boldness for making money.

Compared to Fauci or Zhao Anji, he’s practically a saint.

But just in this situation, not long after, news comes from Zhao Ying’s side.

"Immortal Master! Not good!"

"What? What’s not good?"

"No, it’s not you that’s not good, it’s something that’s not good."

"What exactly is not good!"

This Zhao Ying speaks in a strange way now.

Actually, Zhou Mo Sen doesn’t know, ever since the sermon, Zhao Ying’s attitude towards him changed.

In Zhao Ying’s eyes... Zhou Mo Sen is more of a true god than Bishop!

Sure, that Bishop was always tricking people with all sorts of nonsense.

Is what Zhou Mo Sen does a scam?

Getting everyone to wear masks, he’s practically a saint.

Moreover, a good person who can make money.

This really... goes against societal norms.

At least in Zhao Ying’s knowledge, people who make big money aren’t good people.

This idea... is really hard to reconcile.

But whatever she’s thinking, what exactly is going on?

"Immortal Master! Someone is reselling our air freshener masks!"

This...

Zhou Mo Sen’s expression was very strange for a moment.

"If they’re reselling, they’re reselling. There’s nothing we can do about it."

Yep, we’re selling this ourselves... our pricing is a bit excessive.

We’re not even legal about it.

If others are reselling, we’re not a regulatory agency, right?

It’s tricky.

But then...

"They’re selling for 1000 bucks a package!"

WTF!

When Zhou Mo Sen heard this price, he immediately sensed the problem.

Was our price too low?

You Americans, you deserve to be fooled!

So what should we do next?

Zhou Mo Sen had to tell Zhao Ying, "Our emphasis is on saving the world."

Becoming even more saint-like.

After listening, Zhao Ying really praised him.

Immortal Master Zhou is truly an Immortal Master.

However, after that, Zhou Mo Sen also said.

"Since everyone has such excellent spending power, let’s make it 500 dollars a package!"

Price increase?

Just now he was an Immortal Master!

But Zhao Ying actually said, "The Immortal Master is truly kind!"

These words made Zhou Mo Sen blush a little.

But actually, this pricing looks lower than 1000 dollars a package, right?

It’s also considered kind.

But in reality, Zhou Mo Sen had already checked on Google.

The cooling oil masks he sells have already been listed by some eager beavers on Amazon and eBay.

The list price is 1000 US dollars, but there are no sales at all.

So, 500 dollars is still a very reasonable price increase.

Zhou Mo Sen, this guy, is a Master while actually selling goods, that’s really impressive.

As for the reselling market... there’s nothing much to it.

But you can see, Zhou Mo Sen isn’t ruthless enough.

After all, in the country he’s in, not being able to compete leads to sanctions or something like that.

Alright, let’s not talk about those.

There aren’t many priced at 1000 dollars a package.

At 500 dollars a package, we’ve already profited by at least a thousand times.

The mask business definitely has great potential.

Especially, the more the US keeps it under wraps, the better news it is for Zhou Mo Sen.

Unexpectedly, just after he solved this little matter.

There’s someone looking for him.

And they’re in a hurry.

This person is none other than Ivan Mc.

On the phone with Zhou Mo Sen, the tone was strange.

What to do?

Of course, Zhou Mo Sen directly drove over to comfort Ivan Mc.

But what’s really going on?

When Zhou Mo Sen met Ivan Mc at the Lionsgate Entertainment tower.

The expression on Ivan Mc’s face was quite strange.

But he still spoke.

"Do you men, never get satisfied?"

"Ah? What does this mean?"

"He’s even going after that type of woman."

"That type of woman? He... surely not..."

"I saw a shapely bimbo coming out of his office! Hmph!"

Got it.

Totally understood.

Wait a second, did Dongdong later get caught because of this?

Zhou Mo Sen’s face showed a complicated mix of expressions for a moment.

Ivan Mc misunderstood and quickly hugged his master.

"Is it because they know more tricks?"

This...

"Do you want me to teach you a few tricks too?"

After all, Zhou Mo Sen is their ’master’.