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Chapter 36: 666666666 (Chapter 33)

After hanging up Zhao Wanyu's call, Chen Mengchuan was silent for a long time.

He then contacted Xu Shuwei at Tianzhi Electronics Factory: "Brother Xu, what's the production progress of Dawn 1.0 now?"

Xu Shuwei glanced at the data in his hand: "As of now, we've produced over 100,000 sets of Dawn 1.0. The iOS and Android versions are split 50/50. Wanyu's online store has sold 90,000 sets. However, the shipping situation is very poor. We've only shipped less than 20,000 sets so far."

"Logistics can't keep up?" Chen Mengchuan asked.

Xu Shuwei nodded: "It should be much better today. Today, twelve express delivery companies have sent people to the factory. We've cleared out a dedicated logistics and packaging area, and efficiency has improved significantly."

"12 logistics and express companies? Won't that be too chaotic?" Chen Mengchuan asked.

Xu Shuwei rolled his eyes: "Achen planned it. Once Dawn 1.0 is produced and packaged, it will be distributed box by box along the assembly line. It won't be chaotic."

Chen Mengchuan nodded and asked again, "How are the other production lines doing?"

"Four more production lines will be completed today and will be put into production immediately. The remaining six production lines will be completed by tomorrow evening at the latest. We've signed contracts for sufficient upstream raw materials, and they've been stored in the warehouse. We've already generated over 40 million yuan in revenue from the 90,000 sets of Dawn 1.0 sold. Our funds are currently quite ample. Production will begin to ramp up continuously, and overall, we'll soon be on track," Xu Shuwei replied.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Xu. Tomorrow morning around 10 AM, I'll be at the factory. Leaders from the provincial government will be coming for an inspection, accompanied by Huaxia's official media. We'll soon be in the spotlight, so we need to unify our statements and downplay Achen's involvement," Chen Mengchuan said.

Xu Shuwei smiled and nodded in response: "I understand."

After their conversation, Chen Mengchuan called Sun Zhongyong, but the line was busy.

He then switched to a video call via the communication software to Sun Zhongyong.

"Brother Sun, how's the scene?" Chen Mengchuan asked directly after Sun Zhongyong answered.

"The space on site should be large enough, but the seating arrangement is difficult to figure out..." Sun Zhongyong said, frowning as he looked at the list.

"Put the media and officials in the front row, and everyone else can find their own seats," Chen Mengchuan instructed.

Sun Zhongyong rolled his eyes: "What if some important figures show up? And have them sit in the back? No, we must arrange the seating."

Chen Mengchuan nodded: "I didn't consider that. Then, Brother Sun, you arrange it as you see fit. Tomorrow, leaders from the provincial government and people from Huaxia's official media will be coming for an inspection and interview. You need to come to the factory tomorrow."

"When was this news? How come I didn't know? I just saw Wanyu earlier, she went out with Xiaoxiao," Sun Zhongyong was taken aback.

"Wanyu called me not long ago. She probably couldn't find you, and your phone is completely unreachable right now," Chen Mengchuan replied.

"This is a work phone, so probably anyone can reach me. It's useless, what a hassle," Sun Zhongyong said helplessly.

"Alright, you handle it. Hire two secretaries, otherwise, you'll have a lot of work to do later."

Sun Zhongyong nodded: "Wang Fanghua is already recruiting."

As night fell, Zhao Wanyu and Chen Mengchuan returned to the lake view villa. Chen Mengchuan, exhausted, threw himself onto the sofa.

"You look completely worn out," Zhao Wanyu said, putting down her bag and handing him a glass of water.

Chen Mengchuan slowly got up, took the glass, and took a few sips.

Zhao Wanyu watched him drink and said slowly, "The timeline was too tight. If it weren't for Achen helping to contact so many decoration and set design companies, it would have been impossible. You always rush things like this, making decisions on the fly."

Chen Mengchuan smiled gently, sat beside her, and said softly, "Tomorrow and the day after, Tianzhi will begin its ascent. Thank you for all your hard work these days, Wanyu."

Zhao Wanyu blushed: "I'm so useless, I can only help you with these trivial matters."

"Haha, you quietly produced 600 million yuan, and you call yourself useless? My little rich girl, your contribution is the greatest," Chen Mengchuan said, smiling as he pinched her cheek, feeling a bit shy.

"Don't pinch my face. If you make my face bigger, I'll lose followers. I'm a Douyin influencer with 30 million followers now," Zhao Wanyu said, grabbing Chen Mengchuan's hand to stop him from pinching her face.

"I never expected you to be so amazing, transforming into a female influencer overnight," Chen Mengchuan smiled. Whether in dreams or now, he was far removed from such light entertainment. He hadn't even downloaded Douyin.

"Did you know? Many people on Douyin and Weibo are calling you a black-hearted vampire, and many are accusing us of hunger marketing. A charger sells for four or five hundred yuan, and it's sold in limited quantities. Now, Tianzhi's official website releases them in batches of ten thousand, and they're almost always sold out within two refreshes. Except for the first batch of thirty thousand, I don't even know how many have been sold now," Zhao Wanyu said.

"When I asked Brother Xu today, he said they'd already sold 90,000 sets."

"90,000 sets? If the average price is 450 yuan per set, that's 40 million?" Zhao Wanyu was a bit surprised.

Chen Mengchuan chuckled: "You have that expression for only 90,000 sets. Wait until we sell 900,000 sets, 9 million sets, or 90 million sets, then you can calculate."

Zhao Wanyu felt a sense of unreality.

"Haha, by then, you won't be a little rich girl, but a bona fide super-rich woman," Chen Mengchuan said, looking at her with amusement.

"Are you ready for tomorrow's interview?" Zhao Wanyu asked, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Chen Mengchuan nodded: "We're ready, they have to come. If we weren't ready, they'd still have to come, wouldn't they?"

"I... my dad is also coming. Do you want to meet him first tomorrow?" Zhao Wanyu asked, acting unusually shy.

"Your dad?" Chen Mengchuan was taken aback.

Zhao Wanyu nodded, her face feeling a bit hot: "The Official Zhao coming tomorrow is my Second Uncle..."

"Alright, it's time for you to tell me your background, Miss Zhao," Chen Mengchuan sighed.

"My dad is Zhao Qinghua..."

"Huayue Real Estate Group?" Chen Mengchuan recalled something.

Zhao Wanyu nodded.

"Your dad is the general manager of Huayue Real Estate, and you went to Ke University to experience life by working in HR?" Chen Mengchuan looked helpless.

"Huayue Real Estate holds a 7% stake in Ke University, but I only found that out after I went there. My dad and mom never interfered with my life," Zhao Wanyu said with a smile.

"Then your 600 million yuan came from your dad?"

Zhao Wanyu shook her head: "On my 24th birthday, my dad gave me a birthday gift of nine sixes."

Chen Mengchuan shook his head: "As expected, poverty limits my imagination. A birthday gift of nine sixes..."

This is the third chapter for today.