Set a Small Goal: Make a Hundred Million

An hour later, Shen Bing and Wang Sheng arrived at the factory.

Shen Bing introduced Wang Sheng to Dong Qiang and the others. They had met that morning, but it had only been during the interviews, not a formal introduction.

Now that Wang Sheng was also the director of the Illusion Immortal Glass Factory, he naturally needed to get to know its workers.

Even if this director had only five people under him.

Shen Bing inspected the equipment's operation and found everything running smoothly.

The Illusion Immortal Glass Factory currently used small crucible kilns. Even at full capacity, it could only melt the raw materials at night and draw out the glass for production during the day.

That was not especially efficient, but it could still produce around two tons of finished glass a day.

For the flat glass they were making, that worked out to a little over a hundred square meters.

After asking about the factory's general situation, Wang Sheng's brow knitted into a tight knot.

"Boss, at our current production scale, there's no way we can meet the Nancy Building project's needs. Even if its project department wants to work with us, they'll back out once they see the state of our factory. We have to expand capacity immediately. We need to produce at least a thousand square meters of glass sheets a day."

"How much does the Nancy Building need?" Shen Bing frowned. If they followed Wang Sheng's advice, the factory would need ten times as much equipment.

How was he supposed to manage that? Even selling Shen Bing would not raise enough money.

Wang Sheng said, "The Nancy Building project consists of three high-rises. The tallest has eighty-one floors, and the shortest has seventy-two. If the entire complex uses glass curtain walls, the area will exceed two hundred thousand square meters."

The figure startled Shen Bing, but what Wang Sheng said next surprised him even more.

"At current prices for ordinary glass curtain walls, the glass alone costs nearly three hundred yuan per square meter. Given what our product can do, even five hundred yuan would be cheap."

Shen Bing murmured, "That's a hundred-million-yuan deal."

The number stunned him. Even after deciding to start a company and make money, Shen Bing had never imagined earning a hundred million on his first deal.

Shen Bing recalled a famous line: set yourself a small goal—make a hundred million first.

It seemed he was not far from that little goal.

Determined to achieve it, Shen Bing made the call on the spot. "You're in charge of this. As for the factory's size... I'll come up with some of the money. See if the Nancy Building Project department can pay part of the price in advance. Call it a deposit."

Wang Sheng was dumbfounded. They had not signed a contract or even met the other party, and Shen Bing was already thinking about an advance payment.

What kind of supplier did that?

After thinking it over, though, Wang Sheng said, "If we were selling anything else, I wouldn't dare suggest it. In the construction industry, suppliers usually have to front the costs. But our product is one of a kind worldwide. I'm confident I can get a five-percent deposit, perhaps even ten percent."

Five percent of a hundred million was five million. That was hardly a small sum, especially to Shen Bing right now.

He knew he had plenty of expenses ahead. First, expanding the factory meant acquiring land. Even a short-term lease would cost far more than a few tens of thousands of yuan.

Then there was the equipment. He could not keep buying small crucible kilns forever. He needed a Float Glass Production Line, and that would cost tens of millions.

Labor and raw materials had to be factored in too.

Ever since deciding to enter the glass industry, Shen Bing had studied the subject carefully.

Building a glass factory of any real scale would cost at least fifty million yuan.

That was the main reason Shen Bing had started with a small factory to produce finished glass. Without a finished product, everything else was just talk.

"Boss, there's something I'm not sure I should ask."

"Go ahead."

"Boss, how easily could someone copy the process and technology used to make this glass?" Wang Sheng asked, a little worried.

Shen Bing had offered him an annual base salary of two hundred thousand yuan, plus one percent of the glass factory's net profits. The base salary was not what mattered. The moment Wang Sheng saw the finished glass, he knew that one percent was where the real money lay. If someone copied their product just as they were getting started, the whole venture would fall apart.

"Don't worry," Shen Bing said. "The person who can copy my technology hasn't been born yet."

"If that's true, we could get this off the ground without putting up our own money through the White Wolf Scheme."

"How?"

"We could..."

After discussing it with Wang Sheng, Shen Bing returned to school.

Wang Sheng would handle the details. Business was not Shen Bing's area of expertise.

Besides, he would rather spend the time studying. He was eager to learn Quantum Teleportation Technology.

So far, he had not even scratched the surface of it, let alone figured out how to put a technology that could reshape the world into practice.

The next day, Shen's Father drove to Rongcheng again and took away a Chinese Rural Dog that Shen Bing had prepared for him.

A mutt is still a mutt.

That was what Shen's Father thought.

But Shen Bing was the only person he knew who could get him a mutt smarter than a Border Collie, so there was nothing he could do about it.

Shen Bing's account also gained two million yuan. One million was for the dog, and the other million was a loan from his father.

After all, Shen Bing had found out that his father had sold Big Yellow for a whopping 1.8 million last time.

When Shen Bing asked to borrow money, Shen's Father merely gave him a long look and asked nothing.

That was the trust between father and son.

Watching his father drive away, Shen Bing wondered if it was time he bought a car.

Taking a taxi to the Glass Factory every day was inconvenient.

Of course, he would never admit that part of him wanted a car to show off.

Forget it. I'll wait until the first deal goes through. I need to spend the money where it counts.

Shen Bing then transferred the two million yuan to the company account and called Wang Sheng. He told him to arrange a lease for the land around the Illusion Immortal Glass Factory, then find a construction company to build the new facilities.

Two million yuan was far too little for everything they needed to do, but for now, Shen Bing just needed to get things started.

Shen Bing looked at Little Doudou, who was sitting bored on a chair, and could not help saying, "Little Doudou, do you think I could get a hundred million for you?"

"Meow!" The little kitten protested at once.

Little Doudou is worth more than a hundred million. Little Doudou is priceless. A voice sounded in Shen Bing's head.

Shen Bing had been busy with the factory lately and left Little Doudou at home most of the time.

Little Doudou had not been idle. The kitten had learned to read and even to use the internet. Those two stubby little paws could type, too.

Little Doudou seemed to have signed up for a QQ account as well. Shen Bing just did not know whether the kitten was flirting with girls online.

The image was too beautiful for Shen Bing to bear thinking about.