First Batch of Orders

Li Zhengyang was very satisfied with their reaction. After all, when he had first seen this robot, he had been just as shocked as they were.

"This was made by my roommate's grandfather, using our blueprints."

Upon hearing Li Zhengyang's words, one of the bespectacled men immediately looked puzzled.

"You mean that roommate you mentioned? But he made something like this in only two days? That's way too outrageous."

"Who cares whether it's outrageous? As long as it works. It just so happens to solve our urgent problem. Come on, load the program and give it a try."

So they carried the robot to the testing platform and entered some basic command code.

They watched as the robot began moving exactly as they had imagined, passing through one obstacle after another and carrying out command after command. To them, it was like watching their own child come to life anew.

"This thing is too exquisite. I've never seen anything this exquisite before. We might as well throw away everything we made in the past."

"Yeah, this is unbelievable. Li Zhengyang, your roommate is no ordinary person. His grandfather is even more extraordinary."

Even Li Zhengyang was starting to have doubts at that moment. But then he thought about it—perhaps Chen Feng was some low-profile rich second-generation heir or something?

Still, that was not something he needed to worry about. His entire focus was on the robot. With this robot, he would be able to win the Robot Competition—at the very least, take second place.

To Chen Feng, those were all minor matters. He focused most of his energy on meeting with the manager from Goose Factory's Procurement Department.

This was his main path. Perhaps he could get an order from the procurement manager. When that happened, he could make a fortune from figurines. His production capacity was unlimited; he just did not know how large the other party's demand was, since the man had not mentioned it on WeChat.

He would find out once they met. Monday soon arrived, and Chen Feng received a phone call. A deep, resonant middle-aged man's voice came from the other end.

"Hello, Mr. Chen Feng. This is Cao Deming, the Procurement Department manager who contacted you on WeChat earlier..."

After arranging to meet Procurement Department manager Cao Deming at a teahouse, the two of them met soon afterward.

When Cao Deming saw Chen Feng, he initially thought he had mistaken him for someone else.

"I didn't expect Mr. Chen Feng to be so young. You're still in university, right?"

"Yes, I'm only a sophomore."

"You're only a sophomore, yet you can make such exquisite molds. I imagine you didn't sculpt them yourself. There must be some team behind you that made them."

Cao Deming considered himself quite perceptive. Based on his many years of experience, he could tell at a glance that this young man did not have much technical skill. There had to be a team behind him. This young man was merely their spokesperson, most likely a rich second-generation heir.

But whether he was a rich second-generation heir had nothing to do with Cao Deming. What interested him was the team behind the young man. As long as he could work with such a team, the status of his Procurement Department would rise instantly.

"Mr. Cao Deming, you watched the video I sent you, right?"

"I did, I did. Why would I have come otherwise? Did you bring that model?"

Without another word, Chen Feng placed Bao'er Jie's model on the table. The moment Cao Deming saw it, his eyes went wide.

He immediately picked up the model and carefully studied its details. He had never seen such a finely crafted model before. Even the skin felt like real skin.

Even the sweet potato was soft, making it feel like a real sweet potato. It even carried a faint fragrance.

"Details—everywhere, details. I've never seen a model like this before. Was this really made on an assembly line? Wasn't it carefully sculpted by some master?"

It was no wonder Cao Deming was suspicious. He had truly never seen such an exquisite figurine before. Could that sweet potato actually be real?

But after squeezing it, he found that it was indeed fake. Its texture was simply not much different from that of an ordinary sweet potato, and it was integrated with the model as one whole.

"Of course it was made on our assembly line. What master could make something like this? It all comes down to our CNC machines."

Chen Feng did not have any CNC machines. But he would in the future. After completing the one-million task, perhaps the system would give him something even more advanced. This time, it had given him a small 3D Printer; next time, it might give him some high-precision CNC machine.

"Then your company is truly very capable. To be honest, what we lack is exactly a powerful major manufacturer like yours."

Cao Deming did not waste words and directly stated his purpose. He wanted to establish a deep partnership with Chen Feng's side. This Bao'er Jie model order was merely a stepping stone. If their future work could reach the same level of quality, then no matter what animated works they had—even certain live-action projects—they could let the team behind Chen Feng handle the production.

"No problem. There's absolutely no problem on my end. As long as you place the order, we can produce it for you. Satisfaction guaranteed."

"Brother Chen Feng, you're certainly straightforward. What price do you plan to set for this Bao'er Jie figure, as well as other types of Bao'er Jie figurines?"

Chen Feng had already decided on the price. No matter the type, every Bao'er Jie figurine would be priced at one thousand yuan.

"One thousand yuan? No problem. Deal!"

Cao Deming was grinning from ear to ear, making Chen Feng feel as though he had been taken advantage of. Should he have set the price higher? Still, he would make a profit even at one thousand yuan. As for his costs, they were basically just a few cartons of milk.

He could even use a little dirt to make figurines. That was the miraculous aspect of the 3D Printer—it required virtually no cost at all.

Thus, the two sides hit it off immediately. For the first batch, Cao Deming directly ordered one hundred units.

After talking with Cao Deming for a while longer, they did not leave until they had dinner together that evening. When Chen Feng returned to the dormitory, he could not stop himself from smiling.

If he completed this entire batch of orders, he would earn one hundred thousand yuan in a single turn. Making money had never been this easy.

The delivery date for this order was set for next Monday. He could have finished it tomorrow, but to avoid making Cao Deming suspicious, he extended the deadline until next week. Even so, Cao Deming was greatly astonished.

By now, Chen Feng had completed 110 of his one-million target.