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Two days later, inside the rental apartment where Ning Yifan lived, the sofa, TV cabinet, coffee table, and other furniture had all been moved to the corners of the rooms. Every bit of free space was filled with packages of all sizes, leaving only a narrow passage for people to walk through.

When Ning Yifan and the courier carried the last few boxes of projector casings into the kitchen, the final preparations for producing the projectors were complete.

Ning Yifan took a bottle of ice water from the fridge and handed it to the courier. "Thanks for all your hard work. Have a bottle of water."

"It's just my job. It's no trouble at all. Thanks, and have a nice day," the Shunfeng Express courier said, taking the water.

"Take care!" The door closed, and the courier left.

Ning Yifan looked at the room packed with all kinds of things and sighed softly.

His little projector workshop was officially up and running. Hopefully, this would be the last time he had to use his rental apartment as a workshop!

Once he had some money, he would definitely build a huge factory!

Without wasting any time, Ning Yifan opened a package containing a projector casing and carefully checked whether the factory had manufactured everything according to his production blueprints. After confirming that everything was in order, he nodded with satisfaction and walked into his workshop.

The workshop looked completely different from a few days ago. The workbench in the middle held an automatic brushless electric screwdriver, a small industrial-grade multifunction repair station, a large box of screws in the required specifications, and various other tools.

Around the room, the projector components were sorted into cardboard boxes, making it easy for Ning Yifan to grab whatever he needed.

The workshop was still far too rudimentary. It was barely adequate for Ning Yifan to assemble projectors.

Once he had money, he planned to build a large, private repair and manufacturing workshop, at least a thousand square meters in size. One entire wall would be lined with tools of all sizes, from wrenches and screwdrivers to welding stations, sandblasting machines, and air compressors. There would also be larger equipment like gantry cranes, CNC lathes, punch presses, milling machines, and even machining centers, as well as small metal smelting furnaces, chemical reaction vessels, 3D printers, and more.

That was the dream workshop Ning Yifan had always wanted. It would be equipped entirely with the best equipment available, with an estimated cost of tens of millions to hundreds of millions. With all those world-class tools, he could build anything he wanted, from bicycles and motorcycles to cars, tanks, and airplanes. He could even use them to manufacture more advanced, more precise tools and build cutting-edge technology like mechs, along with all sorts of other technological products and equipment.

Of course, for now, all of this was just an idea. To make it a reality, Ning Yifan first needed to get rich!

Focusing on the present, Ning Yifan looked at the roomful of components, rolled his wrists, and got to work.

The mainboard had already been manufactured. All he had to do was install it in the mechanical casing and fasten it with a few screws. Next came the control panel, the projector's seven-thousand-lumen bulb, and the rest of the components. Ning Yifan fitted each part into its proper place with practiced ease.

His movements were smooth and fluid. In just a few minutes, he had assembled a brand-new projector.

The final step was to calibrate the device. His laptop was already on, running the professional calibration software he had written. He plugged the cable into the data port on the back of the projector, then connected the projector's power cord to the outlet beneath the dining table.

He turned on the projector. Soon, a preset startup screen appeared on the workshop wall.

A magnificent winged horse, its entire body pure white, charged across the screen. The four characters "Shenma Technology" appeared slowly.

When the startup animation ended, the image projected onto the wall was the same as what was displayed on Ning Yifan's laptop. He casually clicked Start on the testing software.

Vivid images appeared on the wall. One glance was enough for Ning Yifan to get a rough idea of the results. He then calibrated the display colors on his laptop, completing the entire process in less than a minute.

And with that, Shenma Technology Company's first product was officially ready for sale.

The work that followed was a little dull. Ning Yifan locked himself in the room and worked for an entire day, assembling and calibrating a total of one hundred projectors.

The projectors, packed in custom cardboard boxes, had been stacked in a neat square in the corner, one meter wide and about two meters tall. Ning Yifan was fairly satisfied with what he had accomplished that day. "In a single day, I've used up more than half of my stock of the most expensive components—the projector bulbs. Another full day tomorrow, and I'll have assembled all two hundred units in this first batch."

He had worked from morning until late at night. His body could take it just fine, but his mind was another matter. "The work is easy, but it's so boring. Even listening to music while I work doesn't help. I really need to get an automated production line up and running soon—or, more accurately, an automated assembly line." He rolled his neck, feeling relaxed.

After stretching, Ning Yifan checked the time. He still had an hour before his usual bedtime.

He could use that time to finish the last two steps of making the projectors.

Now that the products were ready, of course he had to sell them. How he went about selling them was also important, and Ning Yifan had already made preparations.

Ning Yifan had personally supervised the assembly and calibration of every product, so their quality was excellent. He just needed to show potential customers how well they performed. If he did, he was sure he could quickly gain a foothold in the market.

For the first step in selling his products, Ning Yifan spent forty minutes editing photos and videos. He uploaded real photos of the product and a video demonstrating its projection quality to the Taobao store, the JD.com official store, and the Shenma Technology official flagship store he had already set up, then listed the first product for sale.

For the second step, Ning Yifan opened his phone and went on Bilibili. In his following list, he found the accounts of several creators who made unboxing and review videos. He visited their profiles and gave each of them a thousand yuan.

Then, along with the likes, coins, and favorites he had given their videos over the past few days, he sent private messages to a number of creators:

"Are you available? Hello, I'm from Shenma Technology Company's promotions team. Our company recently made a projector, and we'd like to send you one to review. Would that be all right?

"The thousand yuan is just a token of our appreciation. I hope you'll send me a reply when you see this.

"We're a new company. We'd really appreciate your support!

"The product is excellent quality. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Before long, one of the creators replied.

"Thanks for the tip. I'm fine with reviewing it, but I want to make this clear in advance: I'll talk about what's good about the product, but I'll point out anything that's not good, too. I hope you understand."

"No problem! Our product is excellent quality!"

"Okay, send the product to this address. I'll post a review video within a week of receiving it." Below the message was a delivery address.

"Great, thanks!"

The conversation ended on a fairly friendly note.

The first creator, who had more than two hundred thousand followers, had been easy to deal with. Soon afterward, the second creator replied as well.

"A projector review? Do you need an ad? I can dress it up as a review video for fifty thousand yuan. You'll be satisfied!"

Ning Yifan could only think of the thousand yuan he had already given this creator as money thrown away. He couldn't be bothered to respond.

After washing up, Ning Yifan went to bed. At half past eleven, he entered the Dream World to study.