Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

A few days later, Zhong Guohong, Man Niu, Mao Zi, Jiang Fengzi, and Mei Laokan saw Meng Xiaoyu off at the dock.

He was admitted to university and officially left the porter trade.

Friends and acquaintances chip in, fifty or a hundred yuan is enough to show their appreciation.

"College students will definitely be in demand in the future," said the bull-like man, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Mei Laokan patted Meng Xiaoyu on the shoulder: "We're brothers, this little bit of money is to hope you'll have a good future, and also to hope you'll remember us old brothers."

If I can't help in any other way, helping the child will do too.

Zhong Guohong didn't say much, but handed over a stack of bills: "One thousand, take it."

Zhong Guohong didn't expect Meng Xiaoyu to help him in any way in the future. He had the system with him, and he could walk his own path without needing anyone's help.

He flipped through the quality inspection reports for the latest batch of prodigy memory devices and smirked, "We can start mass production now."

The patents in mainland China and Hong Kong have all been finalized, and only a few final procedures remain for the international patents.

Even if someone in China copies it, it won't cause any trouble... sales won't be affected at all. If a foreign manufacturer registers the patent and starts mass production, a lawsuit will be filed, and we'll win without a doubt.

"Boss, I want to try selling at schools," Yu Fang said.

"It's not easy to get into the school." Chung Kwok-hung smiled. "Treat the principal to a meal and slip him two hundred dollars, and you can get the student roster, grades, and home addresses in no time."

"That's a brilliant idea!" Yu Fang exclaimed, slapping her thigh.

Who doesn't hope their child does well on the exam? Even if money is tight and the child's grades are at the bottom, they can still grit their teeth and pull out a thousand yuan to give it a try.

They would go to students' homes on weekends, specifically targeting those who consistently ranked at the bottom of their class in exams, and let them use the memory device on the spot. Once dozens of students in a school started using it, this thing could spread throughout the country in less than half a month.

Memory modules are currently cutting-edge technology, and Chung Kwok-hung knew in his heart: this money was guaranteed to be made.

"The electronics factory is almost finished; the factory buildings, dormitories, canteen, and office buildings are all complete."

"Great!" Wu Peng grinned.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days. Starting next month, your salary will be increased to three thousand."

"Thank you, boss!" The two men's eyes lit up.

The thirty high school students recruited each received a monthly stipend of one thousand.

In Chongqing, this is already considered a very high salary.

"Yu Fang, you will personally oversee personnel and production. Ask questions if you don't understand anything, learn what you need to learn, and I will reimburse the expenses."

"Thank you, boss!" Her voice was even a little lighter.

Zhong Guohong turned to Man Niu and said, "Security Captain, your promotion is also to three thousand. Expand the security team to twenty people, divided into four shifts... count the Russian one, and recruit the rest of the veterans."

"Boss, how much do you pay a regular security guard?" Bull asked.

"two thousand."

"So many?" He was stunned.

He paused, then added, "Once we move into the new factory, all thirty employees will have their salaries increased to two thousand. Yu Fang, you'll hire three people to cook, one thousand each per month."

"Okay." Yu Fang nodded in agreement.

He strolled into the warehouse next door, where he packed rice, sealed boxes, and tied them up.

One box contains forty bags, so two boxes would contain eighty bags.

The daily system subsidy hasn't increased much, but the number of tasks is skyrocketing.

Eight thousand four hundred catties of rice, plus two empty boxes weighing forty catties each, made the carrying pole tremble with weight when we set out... not even counting the weight of the carrying stick and hemp rope.

Huimin Food Store is thriving. The rice is cheap, of good quality, and they even offer phone ordering with home delivery.

"Today's mission attempts have increased by 822, and I've broken the record again."

"Account balance: 12.37 million; Total tasks completed: 7,546."

Chung Kwok-hung was in a good mood and ate his dinner heartily. After dinner, he exercised with Wong Ka-ying as usual.

With greater ability comes greater responsibility.

Upon waking up, Wang Jiaying got up early to cook porridge, while Zhong Guohong was still lying in bed, his fingertips silently gliding across the skill bar in his mind.

"One foreign language course costs 100 Chinese yuan. Buy it."

"One dialect, one thousand, I'll buy it."

In less than half an hour, ten foreign languages ​​and dialects from all over the country took root in his mind.

"Brother Chung, dinner's ready," Wang Jiaying called from the kitchen.

"Coming," he replied readily.

After filling my stomach, I continued to stretch and move my muscles as usual.

The backlog of orders was cleared out yesterday.

It's not too late to go to the food store at nine o'clock.

Jiang the Madman opens the door at seven o'clock and locks it up and leaves after dinner.

Customers who opt for door-to-door delivery usually make an appointment two or three days in advance.

Wang Jiaying felt weak all over and went to Huimin Food Store alone.

Chung Kwok-hung then plunged into various sales centers, buying one apartment, one storefront, and one parking space after another.

Housing prices have been soaring, and the average price per unit is about to break 1,000.

"Fifty apartments, fifty parking spaces, and thirty shops, totaling over 11 million."

"We'll hire someone to manage these properties so we don't have to worry about where our houses are in the future."

"Keep a few units for our own residence, and rent out the rest."

He bought a 120-square-meter apartment; and a shop of about 50 square meters.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, he took a car back to the shop, rested for a while, and then went into the warehouse to load and deliver rice.

After three round trips and successfully completing 240 orders, I stopped.

There are still over 300 orders left; it's not too late to finish them tomorrow.

He suddenly thought: Could I buy people in the system store?

The thought had barely formed when his mind swept towards the online store interface...

"Management talent, priced at one million Chinese yuan, with a real identity file attached."

"We still have over 2.6 million left in the account. We'll hire someone who understands management and another skilled accountant."

Zhong Guohong had a sudden thought and transferred two million from the account.

A few minutes later, two young men in suits and ties walked in side by side to report for duty.

Zhong Guohong handed the property certificate, parking space contract, and shop permit to Zhong Tian and Zhong Kun, and gave them a few brief instructions.

He gave each of them five thousand yuan and then stopped asking questions.

Four hundred orders were processed in one morning, and the system received over 800,000 yuan.

The next day at noon, Chung Kwok-hung announced in public that Chung Tin would manage the accounts of the Prodigy Electronics Factory, and Chung Kwan would be in charge of his house, parking space, and storefront.

He completed over two hundred more orders in the afternoon, and he was still a little unsatisfied when he stopped.

It's not that I don't want to take on more work... I've finished all 647 orders, including the ones I had yesterday and the ones I sent this morning.

"Should we keep the money to buy top-tier gene enhancement drugs, or transfer it directly to Zhong Kun to buy a house?"

"I now have the strength of 5,000 kilograms or 10,000 jin, which is enough."

"A house of about 100 square meters can be bought for a little over 100,000 yuan. It's a steal."

After pondering for a moment, Zhong Guohong withheld the project payment and a few thousand yuan for personal expenses, and transferred the rest to Zhong Kun.

At this rate, it's no problem for housing prices to rise for another 27 or 28 years. If I'm short on cash in the future, I can just buy one property.

Buy shops first, then rent them out for a steady income.

He gave all the money Huimin Food Store earned, along with the two yuan handling fee per package, to Wang Jiaying.

She was the first and only woman Zhong Guohong encountered after he transmigrated.

Huimin Food Store is bustling with customers, and its daily net profit is just over two thousand yuan.

The profit from selling a carton of cigarettes is roughly equivalent to the price of a pack of cigarettes.

The area around Xiangtianmen and Victory Monument is the most bustling area in Chongqing, with crowds far exceeding those elsewhere. Earning more than two thousand yuan a day there is perfectly normal.