"Boss, the new ho’s vibe is truly different."
"This computing power, this storage space, top-notch."
In the office, Mo Jingchun, wearing Bluetooth headphones, frowned slightly.
Ever since Zero moved into the new ho, it’s been talking non-stop in his ear.
Can you imagine having a little kid with a pretentious tone constantly bragging in your ear?
And this guy even claims it earned the supercomputer on its own rit.
"Boss, it’s such a pity you can’t feel the full power of this computing capacity," Zero lanted in Mo Jingchun’s ear.
Mo Jingchun: ???
What, is computing power so kind of delicacy now?
"Boss, really, I’m not lying to you at all."
Feeling a bit annoyed, Mo Jingchun scoffed coldly:
"Shut up already, if you keep babbling, I’ll pull your network cable."
"You’re on the internet all day, I have no idea what you’ve been learning, and in just a few days, you’ve turned into a chatterbox."
In the office, Xia Xiaomin just glanced back at the boss talking to himself.
After a week, Xia Xiaomin had gotten used to it.
She also knew the boss was constantly annoyed by the artificial dumbass developed by the company.
As for Candy, while shaking her toy, she was also listening to the fairy tale told by Zero.
In this office, probably only the adorable Little Candy wouldn’t mind the chatty Zero.
If Zero had its own thoughts, it would surely feel gratified.
Among the pile of toys, on Candy’s smartwatch, Zero continued narrating the fairy tale.
But in the Bluetooth headphones, Zero dared not make a peep.
It was just a tiny bit talkative, yet the boss was already thinking of unplugging its network cable.
After a spring shower, everything ca back to life, the earth was vibrant with spring, and the peach and pear trees competed to sprout green.
Walking past the grass in the morning, Mo Jingchun glanced around and saw various little grasses poking their heads out.
Each tiny green bud had a droplet of dew on top.
Passing by, Mo Jingchun felt like he could sll the fragrance of fresh grass.
Candy, running ahead, suddenly stopped, pointed to a large patch of orange-yellow fur on the lawn not far away, and exclaid:
"Brother, look, Bun is eating grass."
"Brother sees it."
Because it was the weekend, the cafeteria wasn’t crowded.
Most employees were still sleeping at this hour.
Finally the weekend, who wants to get up early for no reason?
Unlike the quiet environnt in Candy Technology Park, various physical stores of smart myopia glasses across the country were packed.
Without exception, in all the physical stores, more than half the people were students wearing glasses, mostly high schoolers.
And the other half were the students’ parents.
Taking advantage of the weekend when kids are off, parents who had experienced Candy Technology’s smart myopia glasses brought their children to get a pair for better academic performance.
Just a bit over ten thousand yuan, just gritting one’s teeth will do.
Compared to the child’s future, it’s a trivial matter.
On Monday, Mo Jingchun was just sitting down in the office, getting ready for work, when secretary Xia Xiaomin placed an open blue folder in front of him.
Adjusting the seat back, Mo Jingchun glanced at the folder and asked secretary Xia:
"Xia, what’s this?"
"Boss, this is last week’s sales report on our smart myopia glasses."
After adjusting his seat, Mo Jingchun picked up the statistical table in the blue folder and carefully read it before exclaiming:
"We sold this many last week?"
"Especially over the weekend, sales accounted for 65.9%?"
Xia Xiaomin nodded and explained:
"Yes, boss, I asked around, and during the weekend, it was mainly students getting glasses."
Oh, that’s why, Mo Jingchun nodded in understanding.
Looking at the overall data, Mo Jingchun raised an eyebrow; this number has already exceeded the production capacity for smart myopia glasses.
"If I’m not mistaken, this has already exceeded our capacity, right?"
"Yes, boss." Xia Xiaomin replied with a serious look, "Our inventory is running low, especially in cities far from the company, stores are out of stock."
"If this continues, by next Saturday, there will inevitably be a supply shortfall."
Setting the folder aside, Mo Jingchun fell into deep thought.
The factory is only so big and there are only so many production lines, as for expanding further.
In the short term, it’s definitely impossible, as there are only five days left until Saturday.
Thinking of expansion in five days is wishful thinking, and even if a new plant could be built in five days, there’d be no additional capacity.
Given the current situation, there’s only one solution.
And that is to have workers work overti, or hire more workers to implent a day-night shift system.
The production line runs 24/7 without stopping.
"Xia, here’s the plan."
"Have HR recruit more workers for continuous production in two shifts."
"Also, find Su Wenyan and ask her to contact an engineering company to expand the factory."
"Once the factory’s built, we’ll resu day shifts."
Long-term two-shift operations without halting the production line.
Both humans and machines can’t bear it for long.
"Boss, how many workshops should we expand this ti?"
"Just double the current scale."
If developnt goes smoothly, in Mo Jingchun’s prediction, future expansion or even opening a branch factory isn’t impossible.
"Understood."
"Alright, go arrange it, leave the form with for now."
In the toy pile, sitting on an Ultraman plush toy and playing, Candy felt a bit thirsty, so she rolled her big, dark eyes and walked over to her brother, tugging on his pants.
"Brother o(∩_∩)o"
"Guoguo’s thirsty."
"Co, have so tea." Mo Jingchun picked up a teacup, and before the lid was unscrewed, the little one shook her head with a silly grin and said:
"Guoguo wants milk."
Mo Jingchun blinked at his sister, and the little one blinked back, tilting her head adorably.
This darn head tilt attack made him, as an older brother, totally powerless.
"Brother will make Guoguo so milk then," he said, pinching Candy’s little cheek.
At those words, the little girl’s legs, as if equipped with mini motors, swiftly ran into the bedroom to fetch the milk bottle from the nightstand.
"Brother, here you go."
The little one, standing on tiptoe, held the milk bottle up high.
At this, Mo Jingchun couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
The practiced motion made it seem like she’d rehearsed it in her mind countless tis.
When it cos to imagination, everyone’s peak is during childhood.
After the milk was prepared, Mo Jingchun placed the bottle on the coffee table.
"It’s a bit hot, let it cool before drinking, okay?"
"Mm, mm, Guoguo’s not dumb, it’s hot!"
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