Robot Components

The fat guy heard Li Zhengyang's words and said to him,

"Isn't it just a few parts? Can't we send them to some other machinery factory for processing?"

Li Zhengyang waved his hand.

"How could it be that easy? If we send them out for processing, our parts require extremely high precision. What small workshops have standards that high these days? Unless we send them to factories with very demanding precision requirements, but setting aside the time cost, the fees alone would be more than we can afford."

The fat guy was at a loss for words. He had not considered so much. He had only thought, what was so difficult about a few tiny robot parts?

"The deadline is almost here. There's no way we can redesign it now. We're screwed this time."

Hearing them, Chen Feng suddenly thought of his 3D Printer. If their parts were relatively small, then perhaps his 3D Printer really could help them.

So he said to Li Zhengyang,

"Aren't they just some high-precision parts? Leave them to me. I'll handle it for you."

Li Zhengyang turned to look at Chen Feng, somewhat skeptical.

Knowing that Li Zhengyang had doubts, Chen Feng explained,

"It's like this—I happen to know some factories that do high-precision work. My grandfather used to work at a factory that specialized in this kind of precision machining. Give me your stuff, and I'll take it back for my grandfather to look at. I guarantee it'll be done within a few days."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Li Zhengyang immediately felt as if he had grabbed hold of a lifeline.

"Really, Chen Feng? If you can really help us process these, the price is negotiable."

Chen Feng waved his hand, indicating that he did not need any money at all.

"We're classmates. It's just processing a few little things. Why would I ask for money?"

"That won't do. Your grandfather isn't the owner of that factory, after all. We have to pay them if we want them to process it for us. We can't have you cover the expense yourselves. As long as the price isn't too high, we can afford it. Have your grandfather ask around first."

Li Zhengyang's enthusiasm faded somewhat. He knew that processing fees at factories like that could be extremely high, far beyond what they could afford. That was why he told Chen Feng to ask first.

"Fine, then give me the complete blueprints for your robot first. I need to take a look at them so they can tailor the processing to your design."

Li Zhengyang directly handed Chen Feng the full set of blueprints for the robot.

The reason Chen Feng took the complete blueprints was because he figured he might as well print an entire robot outright. Anything he printed would definitely be far better crafted than what Li Zhengyang and the others could make by hand.

As long as their robot design concept was sound, with the help of the 3D Printer, this robot would definitely shine brilliantly. Winning the Robot Competition was not impossible either.

They were roommates, so he would help if he could. Besides, he had no production costs anyway.

After settling the matter, he accepted Li Zhengyang's USB drive. Li Zhengyang then went out and bought some pig head meat, treating the entire dormitory to it along with cola.

The next day, Chen Feng boarded a train home. It was not that he truly needed to go back just to put on an act. A few days earlier, his mother had called and told him to come home, though she had not explained why.

After getting off the train, he rushed straight home. A few hours later, he was sitting in his house.

However, his parents were not home. Instead, his grandfather was sitting in an armchair.

"Chen Feng, you're back."

Chen Feng's grandfather was named Chen Tiancheng. As for his profession, he truly was a retired veteran employee from a factory, and that factory indeed specialized in precision mechanical machining.

Chen Feng had not lied to his roommates about that.

"Grandpa, where are Mom and Dad? Why did they call me back?"

Chen Tiancheng did not answer Chen Feng's question. Instead, he poured a cup of tea and said to Chen Feng unhurriedly,

"Chen Feng, there's something you need to know."

Hearing his grandfather's words, Chen Feng had a bad feeling. His grandfather usually did not say much, and hearing him speak like this made Chen Feng uneasy.

"Just tell me what it is, Grandpa."

"Here's the thing. We called you back mainly because we want to buy a house in your name. Of course, it'll be bought with a mortgage. We can't afford to pay the full amount upfront."

Hearing that, the teacup in Chen Feng's hand nearly fell to the floor.

"Buying a house with a mortgage in my name? The bank won't approve that."

"It's fine. Haven't you been receiving transfer notifications and things like that quite often lately?"

Chen Feng suddenly remembered. That was indeed the case. His mother had told him she needed to route some money through his account.

"Your mother was creating transaction records for you. The bank has already approved your loan application, so you only need to come back, sign your name, and go through the process. As for the mortgage payments, you can start paying them yourself after you graduate. We'll cover them for now."

After chatting with his grandfather for a while longer, Chen Feng's expression completely darkened. Before he had even started making money, he had already been saddled with a massive debt of several hundred thousand.

"Don't worry. If you can't pay it, your parents will pay it for you. It's just a little disappointing."

After exchanging a few more words with his grandfather, Chen Feng returned to his bedroom helplessly. Life really was hard.

Still, several hundred thousand had once been an immense burden for him, but now it was little more than something that made him frown.

With this small 3D Printer, what couldn't make money? Even if making models did not earn him anything, there would always be something else that could. He refused to believe otherwise.

That evening, his parents returned and conveyed the same message, telling him to go through the procedures the next day. Chen Feng could only nod helplessly. Fortunately, it was the weekend, and he still had two days.

The next day, Chen Feng completed the entire process. There were still some formalities that did not require him to handle them in person. From then on, he lived the life of a debtor.

That evening, Chen Feng received an email. It was the receipt for the email he had sent to Bao'er Jie's company headquarters.

The receipt actually said Goose Factory, leaving him somewhat bewildered. But after thinking about it, he understood. Wasn't Bao'er Jie's company boss Goose Factory?

"Dear Mr. Chen Feng, hello. I am the manager of the Procurement Department under Goose Factory. I would like to discuss the various details regarding this video with you. For more information, please add me on WeChat..."

If it could make money, what did he care whether it was Goose Factory or Pig Factory? So he added the person in charge on WeChat.

His first pot of gold might very well come from Goose Factory.