Chapter 81

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Xiaoming stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly gripped the secret letter his mother had given him.

As cherry blossoms danced in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

"Alright, alright, you can go now." Ye Qing found it somewhat amusing; this guy was really too spineless.

Seeing that Ye Qing didn't intend to pursue the matter further, Xiao Fei ran off with gratitude.

"Why... why was he like that?" Doudou's eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment. Ye Ge didn't do anything, yet this previously arrogant man was scared stiff.

"He's afraid I'll remember his license plate and have someone cause him trouble." Ye Qing scratched his head and got into the driver's seat. "I'm not that bored. If you encounter a similar situation in the future, don't try to reason with them. If you really feel wronged, you can call me."

"Okay!" Doudou sat in the soft seat, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart, as if she were being protected by a big brother next door.

Previously, when she watched TV dramas and saw girls shouting "god" and "god," Doudou thought it was so mindless. But now, she felt that Ye Qing was slowly becoming her ideal god, omnipotent.

Doudou lived in an old residential building about ten miles away. The location was easy to find, and Ye Qing remembered it was probably a residential building for employees of a branch of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.

On the way, Ye Qing drove very steadily. The excellent shock absorption system made Doudou feel no bumps at all. The soft light from the street lamps made her feel very warm.

Time seemed to pass quickly. Before Doudou could snap out of her warm feelings, the familiar residential building was already in sight.

Ye Qing got out of the car and stretched lazily under the street lamp.

"Big Brother Ye... I'm going home now." Doudou, carrying a backpack, waved shyly at Ye Qing.

Ye Qing waved back at her. "Go on, remember to call me when the show starts next week. I'll be your first listener."

"No problem, I'll definitely work hard." Doudou nodded seriously.

Doudou didn't look back as she walked. When she was about to disappear around the corner, she secretly turned to look back and saw that Ye Qing was still standing there. She happily waved at him.

Watching Doudou leave, Ye Qing turned the car around and headed back to the factory in Longxi Beach.

Doudou had always given Ye Qing a good feeling, like a little sister next door. Of course, it wasn't that he had started to like her. They had only met three times, and it wasn't that quick to fall in love.

Ye Qing knew the feeling of liking someone since he was in the fourth grade.

Of course, that first love feeling wouldn't last until now. Now, his feelings for Xu Ninggong were more of a memory.

If they had a chance to meet, Ye Qing would definitely ask her if she remembered a classmate named Ye Qing who wrote her a love letter in elementary school.

Ha ha!

When the Lagonda drove onto the coastal highway and the wide asphalt road was empty, Ye Qing, who was very happy today, laughed loudly and gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Thump thump, thump thump thump.

The unique roar of the Aston Martin's engine instantly echoed on the coastal highway, and the strong pushback from the Lagonda made Ye Qing's blood boil.

"I already have a luxury car, so let's strive for a career!" As the Lagonda sped like a bolt of lightning on the coastal highway, Ye Qing shouted excitedly.

Let the whole world's manufacturing industry tremble under the iron hooves of the Monster Factory!

Breaking out of Zhongyun, moving to the nation, and finally crushing the world—this was Ye Qing's goal and the upgrade path for the Monster Factory.

Roaring all the way, the Lagonda took only ten minutes to reach Longxi Beach, which was four times faster than when Ye Qing drove a minivan.

When Ye Qing parked the Lagonda in the warehouse, the workshop was brightly lit, and over a dozen laborers were working shirtless, moving steel bars back and forth, wielding rare-attribute cutting machines, and using brute force to cut the sheets into various shapes.

"How many ergonomic chairs have been completed?" Ye Qing walked up to the master craftsman who was drilling precision pipes.

"Boss, we've made 130, but most of them haven't been fitted with foam and leather yet."

Ye Qing counted the chairs that had already been fitted with the exterior, and there were enough to send to the buyers who had placed orders.

Ye Qing planned to follow the example of other merchants and offer cashback for good reviews with detailed descriptions. The more detailed the description, the more cashback.

Calculating the time, the first batch of ergonomic chairs should have been delivered, as Ye Qing had sent them via SF Express.

Ye Qing took out his phone and sent messages to each buyer, asking if they had received the goods and informing them that they could get cashback for good reviews with detailed descriptions, up to 1888 yuan.

Ergonomic chairs are high-tech consumer products. Once they become popular, they can quickly dominate the high-end ergonomic chair market in China.

After all, the high-end market in China has been dominated by the American company Herman Miller, which is almost unbeatable.

If Ye Qing could drive Herman Miller out, it would be a great honor to the country.

But as Ye Qing waited and waited, by 10 PM, not a single customer had replied. Even those whose orders had been marked as delivered didn't show any activity.

Ye Qing was confident in the product; otherwise, they wouldn't have bought dozens of chairs at once.

By the time Ye Qing was about to rest, one customer finally replied.

Full Metal Shell: Ha ha, sorry, I've been working. The chair is indescribably good. I'll take the 1888 yuan cashback for the review. I'll write the review for you in a bit.

Good, good, thank you so much.

Ye Qing smiled inwardly as he sent the message. This guy was quite confident, asking for the highest 1888 yuan right away.

But do you really think it's that easy to get the top prize? If the review isn't impressive, you'll only get 588 yuan.

With someone replying, Ye Qing felt reassured and decided to sleep and check the reviews the next day.

...

The next morning, Ye Qing was woken up by the sound of message notifications.

Over ten buyers who had received the goods had left messages. These people seemed to be nocturnal, leaving messages later and later.

But without exception, these customers praised the chairs and all aimed for the highest review reward.

Hepburn: Please transfer 1888 yuan in half an hour.

August Eagle: I'm losing a lot, only 1888 yuan? I think my review is worth 5888 yuan.

I Eat Tomatoes: I'm only doing this for the ergonomic chair, don't give me 1888 yuan.

Proudly Unusual: The chair is great, but the boss is stingy.

Sky Silkworm Potato: Considering the chair's performance, I'll tolerate it.

Ye Qing was a bit confused. The only one who praised him for being generous was Chang Yu.

Because Ye Qing had given him two chairs for free, how could he not praise him?

Ye Qing didn't know what to say and decided to ship the remaining orders first.

Now that Ye Qing was a big boss, personally shipping orders was too undignified. He should set up a company in a bustling area of the city to handle the packaging, shipping, and customer service.

Then...

It had only been twenty minutes, and Ye Qing's phone hadn't stopped vibrating since the first notification...

The high-performance Apple phone was overwhelmed by the flood of messages, and the number of orders was stuck at 237.

[The 515 Fan Festival is coming soon. I hope to continue to make it to the 515 Red Packet List, and on May 15th, the red packet rain can reward readers and promote the work. Even one yuan is love, and I will definitely update well!]