...From the afternoon until the early hours of August 2nd.
Jiang Han had run all over the residences of the top witches she knew.
She counted her gains in the car. The three biggest contributors were:
"Eileen, able to provide roughly 2,400 middle-class jobs for cats..."
"Anjie, 2,100..."
"Eve Harkins, 2,600..."
The threshold for Cat Lamp middle class was extremely low; a weekly wage of one thousand yuan counted as middle class. After all, Cat Lamps truly did not need to buy anything else. But one middle-class cat meant that cat could support a Cat Lamp settlement of over two hundred cats. This was real, hard cash—not things like dried fish used to fob cats off!
The orders Jiang Han had secured could support a Cat Lamp workshop employing four hundred artisan Cat Lamps—that was four hundred middle-class cat positions already. Add in high-end Cat Lamp positions such as liaison Cat Lamps, and it was estimated that more than ten thousand Cat Lamps could receive training and obtain jobs.
"By that calculation, that's eleven thousand middle-class cat jobs. It should support recruiting another two million Cat Lamps to Giant Cat Island, and Giant Cat Island has its own production too... Meow-ow! At minimum, it can provide food and housing for another four million Cat Lamps!"
Jiang Han nodded in satisfaction.
And that was only the benefit to her reputation among the Cat Lamps. As for economic gains, Jiang Han estimated that she could earn over three million in net profit!
Of course, the profit was far more than three million, but after accounting for the artisans' fees, Cat Yeta's fees, and the fees Olivia would take the lion's share of, over three million was a reasonable figure. It was just enough for Jiang Han to pay off everything she owed