This city simulation game can affect reality.

Li Qingxin stood at the door, carrying her handbag with her healthy left hand.

Chen Jun moved the chair he was sitting on closer to the desk, gesturing for her to come closer.

Once they reached a suitable location, they asked, "What's the matter?"

"Boss, our timber inventory is almost empty."

Li Qingxin took out her phone, opened the WeChat chat window, looked at the message Chen Jun had just sent her, and stated as naturally as possible, "At the current rate of consumption, it probably won't last more than a week."

"Yes, I'll have someone restock as soon as possible."

"Didn't you promise that once the first batch of trainees graduated, you would replace all the timber and tools with Sulawesi timber?"

"It's because of a tight budget. This batch of Mysore templates has already put a lot of pressure on the company's accounts, and we simply can't come up with any more budget now."

"However, if we want to continue to seize the market and maintain our 'legend,' we must introduce the top-of-the-line supporting templates."

Li Qingxin's tone became somewhat anxious, "You said before that the core competitiveness of the Woodcutter's Hut lies in its ability to quickly master the craft. Without these timbers and tools, what advantage do we have..."

"We have now achieved a stage of success. Mysore is enough for us. At least until our peers in the industry realize this opportunity, we can completely take advantage of it."

"But.."

"No need to say anything more. Your focus now is on training these students well. Next, we need to open a 'Special Skills Class' to recruit those outstanding students and teach them real skills, since that was promised in the previous promotion."

"A special training class? Is it just about having them specialize in hollowed-out, multi-layered techniques and wooden bone muscle-building techniques?"

"That's right. I'm entrusting this matter to you. You need to focus on observing and screening out the talented students, while letting those with weak fundamentals develop further."

"I see."

After saying this, Li Qingxin narrowed her eyes at Chen Jun, gave him an OK sign, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

Chen Jun also breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject to other trivial matters: "How is Li Zihan doing now? You always told me that he was making slow progress."

"It's been alright lately. Maybe it's because I've been here for a while, but I'm getting more and more used to our atmosphere, and my learning efficiency has improved."

"That's good. You should pay more attention to those 'struggling students.' I don't want to hear that anyone has fallen behind after I graduate."

"Don't worry, boss, I know what I'm doing." Li Qingxin seemed to remember something: "By the way, I was strolling around the resort a few days ago and saw a house that looked exactly like the one by the Longgu River. Is that one of our business projects?"

"That was built in the same batch as mine. I originally wanted everyone to go there to fish for food whenever they had a spare moment. But the location is probably too remote. Apart from me going there occasionally, no one has noticed it. I'll let them know in the office later."

The two chatted on and off for a while before Chen Jun waved his hand, indicating that "the mission is over."

"Oh. Well, boss, I'll be going now. I have class this afternoon."

"Okay, remember what I told you."

As soon as the office door closed, Chen Jun immediately opened "City Simulator" and found Xiang Cheng's character model.

This guy is resting at the Treehouse Inn right now. His classes are scheduled for the afternoon, so he has a lot of free time.

Locking onto the opponent's character model and highlighting it, Chen Jun began to silently observe the opponent's every move.

He didn't have many tasks to handle today, so he had plenty of time to monitor things.

After waiting for more than two hours, around 11 a.m., Xiang Cheng, who was wearing headphones and playing on his phone, suddenly froze, as if he had heard some unbelievable news.

After a moment of stunned silence, he took off one earphone and paced back and forth in the room, occasionally glancing down at his phone.

The game's screen resolution is very limited, making it impossible to see the specific details on the phone screen.

Judging from the other party's reaction, Chen Jun could roughly guess what was going on.

For the next half hour or so, Xiang Cheng was clearly in a state of mixed excitement and tension.

Seemingly having confirmed something important, he hurriedly left the treehouse inn just before mealtime.

The direction I stepped towards was not the restaurant, but the side entrance of the resort.

Just then, Lao Zhou called again: "It seems the fish has taken the bait."

"No, that only means he saw the bait. Whether he'll bite or not is another matter."

Chen Jun's voice was calm; he knew things weren't that simple.

It wasn't until the afternoon, before the class at the Woodcutter's Hut began, that Xiang Cheng returned to the resort on time and went into the Woodcutter's Hut as usual.

He continued to chat and laugh with his classmates, behaving no differently than usual.

Staring at the game interface, Chen Jun knew that all he could do now was wait.

......

......

Yunhai Farmhouse, meeting room.

"That's right. I'm entrusting this matter to you. You need to focus on observing and screening out the talented students, while letting those with weak fundamentals develop further."

Nine people were seated on both sides of the long conference table, and a conversation between Chen Jun and Li Qingxin was playing from the mini speaker on the table.

When the recording reached a crucial point, Zhao Zhiqiang on the right reached out and pressed the pause button.

"This little gadget is of excellent quality; the sound is surprisingly clear," the bald man next to him remarked.

"This is cutting-edge technology imported from abroad. You think it's some cheap stuff you just ordered online?"

Zhao Zhiqiang chuckled. The information Xiang Cheng provided this time had certainly earned him a lot of face.

The original plan was undertaken with a "whatever happens, happens" attitude, but who would have thought that my cousin would be so efficient.

"It's clear that the Sulawesi and Myrso templates they're talking about are the secrets we've been searching for."

On the left side of the desk, a man wearing glasses spoke first, extracting the key words from the entire recording.

At this moment, he finally understood everything. The core resource that Hitta relied on to cultivate dozens of "geniuses" at an extraordinary speed was these woods and tools with difficult-to-pronounce names.

"In that case, what are we waiting for?" another man in a polo shirt said eagerly. "I know a few timber merchants in Nandu. Let's ask them to help us find out about these so-called template kits. If we can get ahead of them or find out the details, our woodworking workshop will be saved."

Before the mock exam video of the Woodcutter's Hut was released, Yunhai's woodworking workshop project had already gotten a considerable share of the pie.

Although the initial investment costs were not low, the profits in the early stages were enough for them to maintain the stability of their capital chain.

Moreover, this is a high-potential project with a huge market gap.

This half-dead state is something none of us here want to see.

"That's enough!"

Just as everyone was lost in their wonderful imagination, Wang Wang, who had been silent all along, suddenly slammed his hand on the table and interrupted them.