Wasting Three Hundred Million Daily

After working through the night to adjust the processing precision of the equipment without altering its appearance and completing engine manufacturing, Chen Yi returned to his studio from the factory.

Seeing Chen Yi return, Qin Xiaoyu took out the still-warm breakfast she had brought.

"Brother Yi, I brought you breakfast, shrimp dumplings and rice noodle rolls."

"Thanks."

Chen Yi took the breakfast and pointed to the dozen large boxes outside. "Get a forklift and bring these parts to my office."

"Yes."

Qin Xiaoyu pulled over a hand pallet truck from the corner, skillfully lifted the boxes, and transported them one by one to Chen Yi's second-floor office via the elevator.

"Boss, as of now, our follower count across all platforms has increased by 320,000. The playback of our live stream replays uploaded to various platforms has averaged over five million views. Of the top ten trending topics on major platforms, three to four are related to Yifei. At this rate, we expect this live stream video to surpass ten million views, setting a new record for us. Many fans who had gone quiet over the past six months have returned to comment and interact last night. Some fans have even uploaded footage of model drones they tracked using space telescopes."

After Qin Xiaoyu left, Xia Keke, who had also been busy all night, walked over with a report and briefed Chen Yi on the traffic situation from yesterday afternoon until now.

The report was quite thick, about five or six pages long. Each page detailed the traffic situation for one platform, recording various data and numerous curve charts.

Chen Yi looked at it for a while. The content could be summarized in two words.

--It's a hit!

"What about the store's sales and click-through rates?"

Chen Yi rubbed his temples and asked about the more critical store data. He wasn't a professional media person; the purpose of their social media was to drive traffic to their own store. Ten million views sounded impressive, but the actual earnings were only a few yuan for every ten thousand views. The advertising revenue from the increased traffic would have to wait until the next payout cycle to be realized.

"Very high, click-throughs exceeded 800,000. We listed 4,000 engines in batches, and they all sold out by 2 AM. Many people are urging us to restock. Additionally, we've received many private messages from model airplane merchants asking about wholesale inquiries. Xiaoyu also received many wholesale inquiries over the phone this morning."

Xia Keke took out another report, which recorded the phone numbers of inquiring merchants, their intentions to cooperate, and estimated order amounts.

Chen Yi took the report and flipped through it. When he saw the recorded cooperation intentions exceeding 200, Chen Yi, who had been busy all night, felt like collapsing.

Had these people gone mad? Weren't they going to let him rest! After finishing a night of production and manufacturing, he now had to deal with wholesale inquiries from hundreds of merchants. The boss was practically living the life of a corporate slave.

"Take it back, all of it. The office is on holiday today. You and Xiaoyu move the stuff to my office, send out a holiday notice, turn off your work phones, and go home to catch up on sleep. Young girls shouldn't be staying up all night."

Seeing Xia Keke's obvious dark circles and tired expression, Chen Yi tossed the reports back and indicated that the office was closed for the day.

"...Holiday?"

Xia Keke was stunned, holding the reports. "Boss, the intended amount for these wholesale inquiries has already exceeded 300 million. Aren't you going to negotiate contracts with them today?"

"300 million is 300 million. I waste 300 million every day anyway." Chen Yi took his breakfast and started eating, replying indifferently. "Our little workshop, the 4,000 units we sold plus the 200 units Old Zhang is wholesaling, that's enough to keep us busy for a month. Let's finish these 4,200 orders first. We can't handle any more than that."

Wasting 300 million.

Xia Keke understood immediately, her face flushing. She no longer spoke, holding the reports.

"Contact a headhunting firm when you have time." Chen Yi said to Xia Keke after finishing his breakfast. "We're slowly getting on track now. It's about time we found a professional manager, otherwise, it will affect Yifei's development."

"..."

It's to affect your laziness and rest, right? Xia Keke's mouth twitched, but under Chen Yi's authority, she could only nod in agreement. "I'll contact the headhunters later, but you'll still be responsible for the interviews."

"Why contact them later?"

"I already said today is my day off. We can talk after my break."

Chen Yi took out a toothpick and began cleaning his teeth, waving his hand as he headed upstairs to his office.

He opened a few boxes and took out the parts for a turbofan model drone.

Engine, avionics control, camera, communication module, navigation module, altimeter, thermometer, speedometer, fuselage, hydraulic landing gear, control surfaces, and so on. He quickly assembled them into a turbofan model.

"To be a real drone, there's still one thing missing."

With the model drone assembled, Chen Yi took out a box from under his bed and found a circuit board wrapped densely in plastic wrap.

The circuit board was still connected to many wires, linked to a transmitter and receiver.

"It still works."

Chen Yi connected a power supply to the circuit board and tested the current, a look of joy on his face.

This thing was called a Doppler Pulse Radar, utilizing DBS Radar Imaging Technology.

Rumor had it that it was salvaged from a military drone used on the battlefield. Chen Yi had spent quite a bit of money to acquire this treasure.

Although, due to the nature of radar principles, Doppler's detection angle and performance were not as comprehensive as phased array radar.

However, in environments with complex signals like on the ground or at sea, Doppler Pulse Radar had an advantage, tracking signals more accurately.

"With the radar, this can finally be called a real drone."

After installing the radar into the drone, its status interface appeared before Chen Yi.

[Item: Fixed-wing Drone]
[Attributes: Energy x7.6, Speed x11.3, Stability x5.2 (-2.7), Strength x8.4, Communication x12.5, Radar Imaging x10.8, Avionics x8.7, Aesthetics x6.1]
[Consciousness Wave: 447961↑]
[Adjustable Attributes: 0]
[Note: This is a drone that blindly piles on materials, appearing to have powerful performance but will actually fall apart the moment it flies!]

"Without the previous ugly aerodynamic design, even with the same engine, the speed has dropped by more than two points, and look at this stability attribute."

Chen Yi looked at the drone's attributes and the note below, a wry smile on his face.

"I only have one radar. I'll adjust its attributes to the maximum first, then assemble other drones, adjust the attributes of other modules, and finally take all the modules apart and assemble the strongest drone on Earth."

Chen Yi's mind moved, and colorful light bloomed.

The drone's speed, strength, communication, and other attributes began to plummet, while the radar imaging attribute started to soar.

A few seconds later, the light dissipated.

The drone before him had changed drastically.

The originally shiny metal shell was now covered in rust, bizarrely shaped without any symmetry or stability, and utterly lacking in aesthetic appeal.

[Item: Fixed-wing Drone]
[Attributes: Energy x1.6, Speed x1.3, Stability x3.2 (-2.7), Strength x1.4, Communication x1.5, Radar Imaging x58.8, Avionics x1.7, Aesthetics x1.1]
[Consciousness Wave: 438461↑]
[Adjustable Attributes: 0]
[Note: This is an extreme drone that defies imagination. Perhaps you could call it a radar unit mounted on a drone base.]

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