138: Chapter 138 The Mysterious DYB Company

Cheng Beixiao was pulling his suitcase and had just locked the door of his rental apartment when his dedicated work phone vibrated.

[The private car is waiting at the community entrance. License plate: Jing AXXXX. Route: Capital Airport Terminal T3.]

Cheng Beixiao was stunned for a moment.

He had just finished packing and was about to open an app to call a car, but the company had already arranged one in advance.

Walking to the entrance of the community, a black Mercedes-Benz S400 was parked steadily by the roadside. The driver, dressed in a suit, quickly got out, took the suitcase from his hand, and opened the car door.

"Mr. Cheng, please get in."

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Cheng Beixiao sat in the car, clutching the work phone with his fingertips, feeling an indescribable sensation in his heart.

Half a month ago, he was still squeezing onto the subway to send out resumes for a monthly salary of three thousand yuan. Now, he was taking a private car to catch a flight!

You should know that in the past, he always took the subway to the airport.

Cheng Beixiao opened Umetrip and searched for his ID number—first-class information!

When the car arrived at the airport, Cheng Beixiao had just pushed open the door when a uniformed guide quickly walked over and bowed slightly. "Are you Mr. Cheng Beixiao?"

"That's me."

"Hello, I am the airport VIP receptionist. Please follow me through the exclusive security channel."

The guide led the way. He didn't have to wait in line the whole time, didn't have to take out his ID, and even his boarding pass was printed in advance.

Cheng Beixiao followed behind, feeling a bit uncomfortable under the gazes of the people around him.

In all his life, this was the first time he had experienced VIP treatment.

But Cheng Beixiao knew very well that all of this was given by the company, not his own.

He took out his work phone, clicked on his only contact, Jarvis, and typed a report: "Arrived at the airport, preparing to board."

Jarvis replied instantly: "During the flight, you need to familiarize yourself in advance with the part drawings, tolerance standards, and acceptance procedures for this inspection."

Cheng Beixiao replied with a 'received' and muttered to himself. This supervisor, Jarvis, always replied instantly, whether it was three in the morning or six in the morning, as if he were always online.

He still hadn't seen Jarvis's face or even had a voice call. All communication was through text, so he had no idea if the supervisor was male or female, or what they looked like.

The plane took off. Just as the other passengers in first class picked up their standard airline meals, a flight attendant walked up to him with a tray covered in a cloth, bent down to set it down, and said softly with a smile, "Mr. Cheng, this is the custom working meal prepared for you."

The steak, salad, and freshly squeezed juice on the tray formed a sharp contrast with the simple meals nearby.

Cheng Beixiao took the towel and said thank you.

The flight attendant didn't leave. She stood in the aisle, her gaze scanning back and forth between the ID badge on his chest and the work phone by his hand. Suddenly, she leaned down and lowered her voice: "Mr. Cheng, are you going to Jiangsu and Zhejiang on business this trip?"

Cheng Beixiao was stunned for a moment and nodded.

The flight attendant smiled, pulled a sticky note from her pocket, quickly wrote a string of numbers, and stuffed it into his hand. Her fingertips lightly brushed his palm. "Next time you fly this route, tell me in advance, and I'll save a seat for you."

Before Cheng Beixiao could react, she had already pushed the meal cart forward. After walking a distance, she turned back and winked at him.

He looked down at the sticky note in his hand. On it was a line of elegant handwriting, with a name and a mobile phone number.

The passenger next to him glanced over, his face full of envy.

Cheng Beixiao silently folded the note and stuffed it into his pocket.

He knew that all of this was given by the company.

During the rest of the flight, two more flight attendants came to refill water and collect trays. Before leaving, they both discreetly stuffed napkins with phone numbers into the gaps of his seat's armrest.

Cheng Beixiao played dumb the whole time. It wasn't until the plane landed that he threw the three notes from his pocket into a trash can in the terminal.

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The plane landed. A driver was already waiting for him at the exit with a sign and took him directly to a processing plant in the suburbs of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

At the factory gate, the boss, Xu Guanghai, had been waiting for a long time. He greeted him with a smile on his face: "Manager Cheng is truly young and promising, and he looks like a man of talent."

"Please come inside. The parts are all ready, just waiting for your inspection!"

Cheng Beixiao followed him into the workshop. He glanced at the parts piled on the floor and didn't think much of it, preparing to start working.

Just as he was about to ask, Xu Guanghai stuffed a thick red envelope into his hand and lowered his voice: "Supervisor Cheng, just a small token of appreciation. Please be understanding."

"There are some minor flaws in individual parts. Please be lenient."

Cheng Beixiao understood instantly; the other party wanted him to turn a blind eye.

How would Cheng Beixiao dare? He hurriedly pushed the red envelope back and said in a serious tone, "Boss Xu, please don't do this. I'm following the company's requirements. Please don't make it difficult for me."

"Besides, this isn't something I can decide."

The smile on Xu Guanghai's face stiffened for a moment. He cursed the kid in his heart for being stubborn, but he still smiled and said, "Yes, yes, follow the standards, follow the standards."

Cheng Beixiao took out his work phone, opened the built-in inspection system, and asked Jarvis: "Boss Xu said the parts aren't fully ready yet. Can the inspection time be postponed?"

Jarvis replied instantly: "The inspection must be completed according to the scheduled time. 21:00 today is the final deadline."

"If not completed on time, the current month's performance and bonus will be deducted."

Immediately followed by another message: "The timeliness rating of this inspection task is directly linked to the performance bonus. Completing it early can earn an additional timeliness bonus."

Cheng Beixiao didn't dare to be slow.

His monthly salary was seventy thousand, with performance bonuses accounting for 80%. If he was late once, tens of thousands of yuan would be gone.

He immediately opened the inspection system, squatted in front of the pile of parts, and scanned the part numbers one by one, taking photos for archiving.

Strangely enough, the whole process only required taking photos and didn't require him to use any other tools.

And the phone could directly display tolerance standards accurate to 0.01 mm, which was even stricter than the foreign trade part standards he had encountered during his internship.

Doing this for the first time, Cheng Beixiao didn't dare to slack off. He didn't even dare to drink water. He was busy from three in the afternoon until eight-thirty in the evening, finally finishing the inspection of all parts. He picked out three unqualified items with tolerances exceeding the limit and had Xu Guanghai scrap them on the spot.

There was still half an hour until the deadline.

Cheng Beixiao looked at the inspection pass report submitted in the system and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the company was quite humane for leaving him some buffer time.

At this moment, a message from Jarvis popped up: "Inspection report confirmed. Logistics vehicles have arrived at the factory area. Arrange for loading."

The sound of a truck engine immediately came from outside. Several workers walked in quickly and began loading the parts that had passed inspection onto the truck.

Xu Guanghai stood to the side with a long face, his heart full of dissatisfaction.

He felt this foreign company was too heartless, with no room for compromise. For these few parts, he had worked his workers in three shifts for over ten days, only to have unqualified items picked out.

Just then, his phone suddenly vibrated, and a bank deposit notification popped up.

Xu Guanghai looked down, and his eyes instantly widened.

The amount received was exactly double the basic payment he had expected.

He then realized that with a 15% basic profit, doubled output, and a 20% increase in procurement unit price, he had exceeded the production target this time. The final payment, including principal and interest, earned him nearly double what he had expected.

His previous dissatisfaction and complaints vanished instantly.

Having been in the manufacturing industry for over a decade, he knew all too well the pain of chasing final payments.

How many partners would delay the final payment for half a year or a year? Being able to use goods to offset the debt was considered honest; how many bosses had been driven to bankruptcy by final payments?

On DYB's side, as soon as he submitted the inspection sheet, the final payment arrived instantly, not a penny less even with the premium.

Xu Guanghai immediately put on a big smile and grabbed Cheng Beixiao's arm: "Manager Cheng! Thank you so much! Tonight's on me. The best hotel in the city. After dinner, we'll go and relax. Short on books? Come to p>"

Just as Cheng Beixiao was about to refuse, his work phone vibrated, and a new instruction from Jarvis popped up: "The next inspection location has been updated. A private car is waiting at the factory gate. Please depart immediately."

"No thanks, Boss Xu, I have another task and must leave immediately." Cheng Beixiao pulled his arm back and quickly walked out of the factory area.

The private car at the gate was already waiting. Seeing him come over, the driver handed him a tote bag: "Mr. Cheng, everything you asked for is ready."

Cheng Beixiao took it and opened it. Inside was a full box of functional drinks, D-ribose, anti-fatigue health products, and even portable toiletries and a change of clothes.

He quickly asked Jarvis: "Are these things prepared for me?"

Jarvis replied instantly: "Yes. To prevent the risk of sudden death during high-intensity work periods and to ensure the smooth progress of inspection tasks, standard supplies are provided."

Cheng Beixiao looked at the tote bag in his hand, feeling an indescribable sensation.

This supervisor, Jarvis, could dock all your performance pay with one sentence when strict, yet could prepare anti-fatigue health products in advance when being meticulous. But the thing was, you would never see him in person, only ever facing cold text instructions.

At three in the morning, Cheng Beixiao finally finished the last factory in today's task, and the private car dropped him off at the hotel entrance.

He got out of the car, dragging legs that felt like they were filled with lead, his heart full of complaints.

"The salary at this foreign company is high, but it's too exploitative. Even time for the bathroom has to be reported in the system. I've been working non-stop for three days; I'm about to collapse."

But when he swiped his room key, all his complaints vanished instantly.

It wasn't the standard room in a budget hotel he expected, but an executive suite at the Hilton. It had a living room, a study, and a bedroom—everything he needed—and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the night view of the entire city.

He had just put down his suitcase when the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, a hotel waiter stood there with a meal cart: "Mr. Cheng, your late-night snack is ready."

Cheng Beixiao quickly asked Jarvis: "Is the late-night snack arranged by the company?"

Jarvis replied instantly: "Yes, this is an arrangement made by the company to ensure the nutritional intake of employees and maintain a good working state. Please enjoy it without worry."

Cheng Beixiao looked at the hot porridge, side dishes, and snacks on the cart, and a warm feeling filled his heart.

"Aside from the high work intensity, there's really nothing to complain about with this company."

After eating and drinking his fill, he was just about to wash up and sleep when the doorbell rang again.

This time, two therapists in uniform were standing at the door. The leading woman bowed slightly: "Hello, Mr. Cheng. We are recovery therapists partnered with the company, here to provide muscle relaxation services to relieve the physical strain of high-intensity business trips."

Cheng Beixiao was stunned.

The woman had a tall, straight figure, delicate features, and a clean temperament. She was even more striking than the class belle he had a crush on for four years in college.

He originally thought it was just a formality, but after the therapy started, he found that the other party's technique was extremely professional. She accurately pressed the strain points in his neck, shoulders, and back. The fatigue of the past few days vanished instantly, and he fell into a deep sleep in no time.

Early the next morning, the wake-up call rang on time. After Cheng Beixiao finished washing up, the private car was already waiting downstairs.

For the next three days, Cheng Beixiao worked non-stop, visiting more than a dozen processing plants in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Guangdong.

The process was identical: private car pickup, on-site inspection, strictly picking out unqualified items according to standards, submitting reports, final payment arriving instantly, and immediately rushing to the next location.

He only slept three or four hours a day. Except for the inspections, all travel, accommodation, and meals were arranged perfectly by Jarvis.

He didn't need to have any thoughts of his own; he only needed to follow the instructions on his phone, like a gear in a precision machine.

Finally, he reached the last stop. Destination: Jiangbei Heavy Industry.

Cheng Beixiao looked at the address on the navigation, and he was completely dazed.

Jiangbei Heavy Industry was a top domestic provincial state-owned enterprise, specializing in heavy industry for military support. As an obscure inspector, he was actually going to a state-owned enterprise to inspect parts?

He even thought Jarvis had sent the wrong address for a moment. After confirming it three times, the address was correct.

When the car reached the gate of Jiangbei Heavy Industry, Cheng Beixiao got out and registered at the front desk.

Not two minutes later, a woman in professional attire walked over quickly. The moment she saw him, her eyes widened: "Cheng Beixiao?"

Cheng Beixiao was also stunned.

It was his high school classmate, Su Wanqing.

The school belle of that year, with a wealthy family and top grades, she was the object of all the boys' crushes in the school. He didn't expect her to be working at Jiangbei Heavy Industry.

Su Wanqing quickly snapped out of it and reached out with a smile: "Long time no see. I didn't expect the inspection manager from DYB to be you. I'm the person in charge of coordinating this order at the factory. Please come inside."

Cheng Beixiao followed her inside, muttering in his heart.

A poor student who had graduated only half a year ago and couldn't even afford rent was now the person in charge of a key client for a state-owned enterprise. It was like a dream.

After entering the conference room, Su Wanqing poured him some water and sighed with a smile: "I really didn't expect that only half a year after graduation, you'd be managing such an important order."

"Our factory even cleared out the military backup line for this batch of goods. The old masters keep grumbling, saying they've never seen civilian parts with such strict tolerances. What kind of high-end equipment are you guys making components for?"

The question seemed casual, but alarm bells rang in Cheng Beixiao's head.

In the six months since graduation, he had seen too much of the world's coldness and was no longer the naive youth he once was.

Moreover, he truly didn't know anything.

He could only tell the truth: "I'm just a grassroots inspector. I'm only responsible for inspecting parts according to the drawings. I really don't know what business the company is actually in."

Seeing that he was tight-lipped, Su Wanqing didn't ask further and led him to the workshop for inspection.

As soon as he entered the workshop, Cheng Beixiao felt uncomfortable all over.

There were a dozen people standing in the workshop, all in formal wear and with an extraordinary aura, looking like factory leaders.

As soon as he entered, everyone's eyes fell on him, and they followed him closely. Wherever he went, this group of people followed.

Cheng Beixiao could feel the gazes behind him staring intently at the work phone in his hand. Amidst the roar of the machine tools, he occasionally heard hushed, indistinct whispers.

This made Cheng Beixiao feel strange.

He didn't know who these people were or why they were staring at him. He could only brace himself, open the inspection system, and check the parts one by one according to the drawing standards.

What Cheng Beixiao didn't know was that Professor Qin Zhengfeng and Old Zhou in the crowd were already experiencing waves of shock in their hearts.

In this batch of parts, they had deliberately placed three flawed items that met civilian standards but not the drawing's tolerances, as well as a subtle material deviation that even the factory's most senior inspector almost missed.

But Cheng Beixiao, using only the inspection system on his phone, accurately picked out all the flawed items in just half an hour, even clearly marking the material deviation.

Qin Zhengfeng looked at the dedicated work phone and realized where the issue lay.

"This phone isn't an inspection tool at all; it's a mobile surveying and data collection terminal."

Old Zhou's heart was in even more of an uproar.

Previously, they only thought this was an ordinary work phone DYB provided to its employees. Now they realized they had completely underestimated this mysterious company and this obscure young man.

Cheng Beixiao finally finished all the inspections, submitted the pass report, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The roar of the machine tools in the workshop fluctuated. He could only intermittently hear the hushed voices behind him, with a few fragmented words drifting into his ears with the wind:

"...precision... exceeds... military standards..."

"...logistics... Texas... can't be found..."

The doubts in Cheng Beixiao's heart reached a peak instantly.

"What on earth does this DYB Company I joined actually do?!"