Chapter 455 Wang Dachui's Intelligence Goes Online

After finalizing this big order, Li Jiajun felt that not a single second could be wasted now.

His fingertips danced nimbly across the phone screen.

He sent a few reassuring words to Hassan on the other end of the network.

He told the "farm owner" who was in urgent need of equipment to set his heart at ease and wait for the good news of on-schedule delivery.

Looking at the final chat record on the screen, he tossed his phone onto the large boss's desk.

With a glowing face, he reached out and grabbed the receiver of the landline phone on the corner of his desk.

"Big Hammer, come to my office immediately!"

Before long, a burst of footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Accompanied by a gust of wind as the door was pushed open forcefully.

Wang Dachui, sporting a face that looked a bit like a bighead carp, walked briskly into the well-lit office.

His massive two-hundred-jin frame made the floor beneath his feet seem to tremble slightly.

Beads of sweat hung on his broad forehead; he had clearly jogged all the way here after receiving the notice.

"Factory Director, what's the situation?" Wang Dachui asked.

Li Jiajun leaned back against the soft leather chair.

The excitement on his face could not be hidden at all; even the corners of his eyes held a smile he couldn't contain.

He indicated that he had just received another big order.

Immediately after, he pushed a stack of detailed blueprints he had just finished drawing across the desk.

He handed them directly to his subordinate standing opposite him.

Wang Dachui took the blueprints with both hands.

He lowered his head and squinted, carefully examining the intricate lines on the paper.

The blueprints clearly marked the placement of the high-precision spray array, as well as the crawler structure underneath designed to adapt to uneven terrain.

While looking at the drawings, he listened to Li Jiajun explain what this order was for and the specific quantity of one hundred units.

In Wang Dachui's simple industrial understanding.

Although this thing looked structurally sophisticated, with various micro-motors and pigment compartments arranged tightly.

But in essence.

This was just a large-sized sweeping robot that could automatically paint on the ground.

It was nothing more than combining a spray gun with a mobile chassis and embedding a relatively mature image input program.

With a quantity of just one hundred units.

Placed on the modern production line of their Li Family Toy Factory, which had weathered many storms and had astonishing production capacity.

It didn't count as a big project at all.

At most, they would arrange for the workers to work overtime for a few days, and they could pack and ship it all efficiently.

'One hundred paint-spraying toy cars, even using the best materials, the cost is just so-so.' This thought surfaced in his mind.

Wang Dachui quickly calculated the material waste and overtime labor costs in his head.

Based on the normal profit margins of producing ordinary civilian toys in the past.

He assumed that for this order, the factory could at most make around one hundred thousand yuan.

Thinking of this.

Wang Dachui folded the blueprints and held them in his hand, his expression appearing somewhat indifferent.

Over the past half year, he had witnessed too many earth-shattering big scenes while following the Factory Director.

A mere profit of over one hundred thousand, for Li Family Toy Factory, which used to be visited by all kinds of people who signed checks directly.

It really didn't get him excited.

Li Jiajun, who had been sitting in the boss's chair, keenly captured this expression of his subordinate who thought it was nothing special.

Looking at Wang Dachui's nonchalant, even somewhat sleepy appearance.

Li Jiajun deliberately cleared his throat.

He rested his elbows on the desk, leaned forward, and extended three slender fingers, waving them in front of Wang Dachui.

Then, the protagonist told him the specific amount of this order.

"Big Hammer, open up your perspective a little. The total price of this order is thirty million."

Li Jiajun said these words unhurriedly, yet they were resonant and powerful.

...

When that astronomical figure popped out of the Factory Director's mouth.

Wang Dachui was completely stunned.

His massive frame jolted, and the blueprints in his hand almost slipped and fell onto the carpet.

Those eyes, which were not big to begin with, were now forced wide open like copper bells.

His mouth was half-open.

He couldn't believe his ears and even wondered if the Factory Director had been under too much pressure recently, leading to problems with his language center.

One hundred toy sweeping cars for painting.

Thirty million?

A unit price of three hundred thousand?

Even if all those plastic shells were replaced with pure silver, they wouldn't sell for this sky-high price!

Wang Dachui felt his business common sense had been trampled upon like never before; he was shocked to the point of scalp numbness.

He stood there dumbfounded.

It took a long while before he came back to his senses.

Then, he repeatedly confirmed with the Factory Director sitting opposite him.

Until he understood that the currency unit for this transaction was indeed thirty million RMB.

And not those Won, which often have denominations of tens or hundreds of thousands but can't actually buy a few eggs.

Or that Little Sun currency with severe inflation.

And certainly not the Vietnamese Dong, which is too rough even for wiping one's butt.

It was the solid, official currency of the Eastern Country!

After confirming this absurd fact.

Wang Dachui just felt that this was too magical, so magical that it felt somewhat unreal.

How could such a huge pie fall from the sky without any warning?

When things are abnormal, there must be something sinister; this was an eternal iron rule he had summarized after years of mixing in society.

He rubbed his hands worriedly.

He was afraid that their Factory Director, who had always been big-hearted, had been scammed by one of those cyber fraud groups lurking overseas.

'Current transnational scammers have so many tricks; they disguise themselves as big overseas clients who aren't short of money and promise sky-high orders.'

'Wait until we front the raw materials and labor, and work overtime to produce the goods and ship them over.'

'The other side just plays a vanishing act, and we won't be able to collect a single cent.'

'By then, our factory's capital chain will be completely broken!' This thought surfaced in his mind.

...

Looking at Wang Dachui's worried appearance.

Li Jiajun was unhurried.

He leaned back in the soft leather chair and crossed his legs.

He appeared calm and unruffled.

He picked up the water cup in front of him and said very calmly: "Don't worry, Big Hammer. He has already transferred a deposit of ten million to me. Even if they don't pay the remaining money later, we are still making a pure profit."

This sentence was like a reassurance pill that landed in Wang Dachui's heart.

Hearing that the ten million deposit was already lying solidly in the factory's corporate account.

Wang Dachui finally confirmed that the other party was definitely not a cyber scammer using empty hands to snatch white wolves.

After all, just as their Factory Director Li said.

The actual material cost of these paint-spraying cars was pitifully low.

For one hundred units, including the operating expenses of the manual assembly line, it would cost two or three million at most.

Now that the initial payment of ten million had arrived, it was more than enough to cover all costs.

Even if they produced it successfully later.

And after packing and shipping it to that never-met overseas client, the other party turned hostile and didn't pay the subsequent twenty million balance.

Their Li Family Toy Factory would definitely not lose money.

Instead, they would still have a net profit of several million.

No matter how you calculate this deal, it was a situation where they were completely invincible.

After figuring this out, a simple and honest smile finally squeezed out onto Wang Dachui's bighead carp face.

But immediately.

The smile had barely bloomed for two seconds before it stiffened at the corners of his mouth.

A muscle memory exclusive to "old employees of Li Family Toy Factory" suddenly surged into his heart uncontrollably.

Over these days, their factory had experienced too many such seemingly beautiful but actually deadly beginnings.

Wang Dachui felt something was a bit off.

The flesh on his face trembled slightly, and his brows knitted tightly together, forming a deep furrow.

He lowered his head, his gaze once again fixed intently on the thin design drawings in his hand.

Every micro-nozzle on the blueprints now revealed an unspeakable deep meaning in his eyes.

He was running logic frantically in his brain.

After all, this was just an ordinary toy that automatically painted patterns on the ground.

Buying this thing back, it was nothing more than drawing a cartoon character on the playground or doodling some farm promotional pictures on the wall.

Besides these uses of amusing children and driving away small animals, what else could it do?

How could such basic civilian functions be worth the sky-high price of thirty million?

Could that strange overseas client be a sucker whose brain was squeezed by a door, with too much money to burn?

This abnormal behavior, which completely did not conform to the consumption psychology of normal people, caused a chill to rise in his heart.

Following this suspicion, he thought about the past magical R&D achievements of Factory Director Li, the helmsman.

His thoughts surged out in his mind like a flood breaking through a dam.

When they produced the first batch of Swarm Drones, they didn't think too much about it.

And what was the result?

That batch of drones flew to the Gobi desert in the Middle East, and their tactical coordination directly blasted the heavy armored brigade funded by Country A into sky-full of scrap metal.

Later, that stealth children's car customized to guard against parents checking up on them.

It was thought to be an ordinary small car with a cover for transportation.

It turned out to use radar-absorbing coating that was ahead of its time.

A little kid drove it onto the highway and managed to treat all the traffic police and speed monitoring networks in the whole city as blind people, playing with them.

And the Thermobaric Bomb developed a few days ago to solve the pain point of forest fires.

The Factory Director swore it was a safety device capable of depriving combustion conditions from the source.

One shot did the trick; not only was the fire gone, but it also directly raised a small mushroom cloud over the mountaintop.

The most hair-raising thing was that Firefighting Parent-Child Pistol that looked harmless.

These bloody and shocking facts, one by one.

All were showing Wang Dachui an irrefutable truth.

As long as it was an order taken by Factory Director Li, no matter how pure and harmless it looked on the surface.

The final direction would always sprint towards the direction of combat.

Without a single exception!

Thinking of this.

Wang Dachui looked at the automatic painting toy blueprints in his hand.

His heart thumped, and it seemed to skip a beat.

'Could this buyer be buying it back to use in some military field?' This thought surfaced in his mind.

He swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

Wang Dachui was speechless, only feeling that his hands holding the blueprints were trembling slightly.

He raised his head, meeting Li Jiajun's relaxed and comfortable gaze.

Suppressing the palpitation in his heart, he tentatively opened his mouth to make a request.