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Chapter 541

Words:2863Update:22/06/18 02:21:51

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June 6th, Monday …

Pei Qian woke up naturally at nine in the morning.

His gaming experience with Ruan Guangjian over the weekend had made him not very happy. He was a little autistic at home and did not want to go to work.

After washing up, Pei Qian took out two small cakes and a box of milk from the fridge, prepared to eat two mouthfuls, and then continue playing the game that he had not finished yesterday.

Since the room was minimalist, which was commonly known as' four bare walls', Pei Qian had no choice but to eat at the small coffee table by the side of the balcony.

This small coffee table was one of the few pieces of furniture left in the living room. There were two small chairs beside it, mainly used to look at the scenery outside and drink tea.

The two small cakes were destroyed very quickly. Pei Qian threw the rubbish into the bin and did not care anymore. There was a cleaner anyway.

He had just sat down on the sofa and picked up the controller when the doorbell rang.

"Eh?" Pei Qian was stunned for a moment and got up to open the door.

The butler stood outside the door with a square box in his hand. "Boss Pei, this is a delivery from Dream Realization Ventures. Do you need me to help you move it in?"

The butler was Song Kai, 26 years old. He had been a butler in a rental company before and was also a candidate that Assistant Xin found. He had done well so far.

Of course, he did not have much work to begin with.

Song Kai had been so bored since he came to Sloth Apartments that he doubted his life.

Pei Qian thought about it. Sloth Apartments would obviously be too busy if Liang Qingfan was the only person in charge. Even if this project never became popular, he still had to recruit building managers and cleaners.

As long as there was a resident in this building, he had to hire at least one cleaner.

He could not possibly let Liang Qingfan do these things when there were more and more houses in the future, right?

He was an architect after all. He had to be in charge of design work and on-site construction.

Therefore, Pei Qian wanted to observe Song Kai for a few days. If he felt that this person was passable, he would let him be the person in charge of Sloth Apartments and help Liang Qingfan.

"Open the box and give it to me directly," Pei Qian said.

Song Kai opened the box, took out the square black box, and handed it to Boss Pei.

Pei Qian reached out to take it and found that it was still heavy. It was heavier than he had imagined, but it was not to the extent that he could not move it.

This was the improved version of the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine. Zhang Wang arranged for someone to mail it to Pei Qian's residence.

Song Kai thoughtfully closed the door and took the empty box away.

Pei Qian hugged the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine and looked around in the living room.

There was nowhere to put it!

This thing wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. It wasn't big enough to be placed on a bookshelf as an ornament, but it was too small to be placed as a cabinet in the corner of a room or next to a TV cabinet. It seemed very strange.

All in all, Pei Qian was very satisfied with this strange size.

After looking around, Pei Qian placed it on the small coffee table where he had his breakfast.

To be honest, it was quite suitable. Sitting on the chair next to him, he could reach it with one hand. The "Bickering" operation was also very smooth.

"Very good, Zhang Wang. I'll trust you one more time. If you can make me lose money with this project, I'll invest in any of your projects in the future!"

The System obviously had restrictions on the backlog of goods. It couldn't be brainless and endless production when the goods were obviously backlogged. However, it shouldn't be a problem to backlog twenty to thirty thousand units.

In other words, as long as this project met Pei Qian's expectations and the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine couldn't be sold, it would be easy to burn a few million units.

Pei Qian began to carefully examine the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine that he had high hopes for.

Compared to the previous sample made by Zhang Wang, the new Fully-Automated Bickering Machine was several times bigger. It was pure black with a frosted texture, but there were bright gold edges at the edges. It looked quite low-key and luxurious.

Pei Qian first performed a wave of "Bickering" operations.

Every time he did so, the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine would lift it back to its original state.

If he did so many times in a row, the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine would also restore the metal rods in the corresponding order. Before they were completely restored, it would be considered as a 'continuous bickering' state.

At this time, the box would display a reading in a purely mechanical way. Once all the rods were restored, the 'continuous bickering' state would end, and the number on the box would be reset to zero. It would return to a pure black box.

Other than that, Pei Qian also noticed that the materials in the box seemed to have been improved. The Y-shaped rods had become gold, and the shape seemed to have been redesigned. It was full of a finely sculpted texture.

After all, the cost had doubled from 200 yuan to 400 yuan. All these costs were spent on these useless details.

Pei Qian lost interest in it after playing with it for two minutes.

Who would want to spend 488 yuan on such a lousy thing? He must be out of his mind!

First of all, it had no practical meaning at all.

Secondly, it was a pure black box with gold-rimmed edges. Even if it had a frosted texture, not many people would use it as an ornament. After all, the ornaments that could be bought at the same price were definitely much better looking than it.

Pei Qian was very satisfied and immediately called He Desheng.

"I've received the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine. The effect is very good. I'll transfer the money immediately for mass production! Hmm … the more we make, the cheaper it will be? Let's stock up on 20,000 units then! "

The first batch of 20,000 units would be produced. If they were all stored in the warehouse, they would be able to sell eight million units in an instant.

Of course, if the initial sales were not good, Pei Qian would still consider increasing the stock. However, how much he could increase would depend on the System's mood.

However, no matter what, Pei Qian had high hopes for the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine that Zhang Wang developed after his strong return!





June 7th, dinnertime …

Ming Yun Private Kitchen …

The so-called 'Ming Yun Private Kitchen' was what Tengda called it internally. The outside world officially called it the 'nameless restaurant'. That was because its name could not be found on the internet at all.

Two tall blonde girls came to the main entrance of the villa.

"Eileen, I didn't expect this place to be so remote … I wouldn't have come with you if I had known."

"Alright, jESSICA, a local friend of mine booked this place two months in advance. It's my first time here as well. I feel that regardless of whether this restaurant lives up to its reputation or not, we should eat before complaining."

"Alright, but if the food here doesn't taste good, I won't be happy."

"You don't have to say that. I'm the same."

The two conversed in English, and their voices were not loud. They chatted as they walked in.

One of the waiters in the hall noticed this and immediately walked up. He said in fluent English, "Hello, welcome. Are you Miss Eileen and Miss jESSICA?"

The reservation system had its advantages and disadvantages to Ming Yun Private Kitchen.

The disadvantage was that everyone who wanted to eat had to make reservations one to two months in advance. They would have to wait a long time for a meal.

However, this also brought some advantages. For example, the number of customers eating each day was fixed. Ming Yun Private Kitchen would never feel crowded, and the privacy of customers could be guaranteed. At the same time, the waiters could roughly match the seats of each customer according to the reservation and make some preparations in advance.

This time, Lin Canrong specially arranged for a more famous simultaneous interpreter in Jingzhou to receive them. He was a waiter who had changed professions.

This young man's name was Jia Nuo. His English name was Lucas. He had worked as a simultaneous interpreter for a few years and was very famous in Jingzhou. However, he was worried about the future of his job. Although simultaneous interpreters were well-paid, they were too tiring. That was why he was considering changing careers.

Lin Canrong gave this young man a monthly salary of forty thousand yuan. He only had to serve foreign customers eight times a month. If he exceeded the limit, he would be paid extra.

This price seemed high, but it was not high compared to Jia Nuo's original simultaneous interpreter job.

Jia Nuo's service targets were mainly foreign companies. The standard price was eight thousand yuan a day, but that was based on the working hours. If it was a four-hour meeting, the price would usually be around four thousand to five thousand yuan.

After all, this was 2011. In a few years, the price would probably be even higher.

Some people who did not understand would think that Jia Nuo's monthly salary would be a hundred thousand yuan if they calculated it on the basis of twenty-two working days a month. However, that was obviously not the case.

Simultaneous interpretation was a very tiring job. What's more, when one was in charge of a large-scale business meeting, one would have to do a lot of preparatory work. It might even take one to two weeks to prepare. It would consume a lot of time and energy. Continuous work would also be very draining on one's health.

Although Jia Nuo's hourly salary seemed high, in reality, his annual income was only four to five hundred thousand yuan.

Therefore, Jia Nuo accepted Lin Canrong's invitation. On one hand, he would have a stable monthly salary. If he happened to not have any customers that month, he could just lie at home and earn forty thousand yuan. Even if he served more than eight guests that month, Branch Manager Lin would still pay him extra according to the standard price for simultaneous interpretation. He would not lose anything.

To Lin Canrong, he felt that it was necessary to find such a professional.

Although he would lose out if he did not have any foreign guests, as a waiter at Ming Yun Private Kitchen, Jia Nuo had to learn English vocabulary for food and beverage. He had to memorize the recipes and details of various dishes. He also had to go through special service training, including manners, wording, expression management, and so on.

To Lin Canrong, paying forty thousand yuan as a basic salary was very worth it.

What's more, there was a world of difference between a good translation and a bad one.

Food and beverage were particular about color, aroma, and taste. The names of the dishes were also as poetic as possible. When explaining something to a foreign friend, simply conveying the meaning or translating it in an elegant manner were two completely different concepts.

When jESSICA heard his fluent English and looked at Jia Nuo's handsome face, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

She could only say that this was a world where looks mattered most …

Jia Nuo led the two of them to the largest private room. The cutlery and chairs on the dining table had already been arranged for two people. The decorations in the private room had also been changed.

The dishes had also been pre-ordered, so there was no menu.

That was because most of the dishes in Ming Yun Private Kitchen had special ingredients. Some dishes even had dozens of procedures that had to be prepared in advance. Therefore, they could not order and eat on the spot.

Elena smiled and said, "Lucas, the friend who pre-ordered for us said that he ordered the two dishes with the most complicated procedures and the most unique flavors. Moreover, they are this month's new dishes. I hope he is not exaggerating.

"In fact, my friend jESSICA has always had some prejudice against Chinese food. I really hope that you can help me change her mind today."

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