Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The next day, I worked hard all day and completed 787 tasks, receiving a system subsidy of over 1.7 million.

Chung Kwok-hung transferred one million to Chung Tin to cover the daily expenses of Prodigy Electronics Factory; the remaining seven hundred thousand was transferred to Chung Kun.

Zhong Kun, dressed in a sharp suit, ran from one sales center to another, buying up properties... shops, parking spaces, and apartments, leaving nothing out.

"If we can complete 780 orders tomorrow, we'll upgrade our delivery mode to level eight."

"After level eight, you can earn thirty yuan for every meter you walk, making millions a day. It's no exaggeration."

Exhausted from all the tossing and turning, he collapsed and fell asleep.

"Only four hundred orders for the whole day?"

"Damn, only two hundred today?"

"Total number of tasks just surpassed 10,000, level up!"

The moment the thought crossed my mind, the transport mode jumped to level eight, and the subsidy per meter increased to thirty yuan.

"There are still over 500 orders left, and it's only 10 a.m. Let's keep going."

With the activation of the eight-level transport mode, you can earn thirty yuan with a single step, and the system will credit your account in real time.

Ninety-nine percent of Chinese workers, sweating profusely all day, can't even earn thirty yuan.

After delivering the boxes of rice, Chung Kwok-hung went back to the grocery store for a meal.

Three meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup—all cooked by Mei Laokan.

Zhong Tian, ​​Yu Fang, Wu Peng, and Man Niu sat at the same table with him; the boxed lunches for the thirty workers were delivered by the restaurant.

"Boss, Wu Peng, Man Niu, and I would like to invite Principal Wang of No. 3 Middle School to dinner tonight," Yu Fang said.

Zhong Guohong reached into his pocket, pulled out two thousand yuan, and handed it over.

The money in the system can be withdrawn at any time, and the funds will be credited to your account instantly.

"We don't need that many," Yu Fang said, pushing the cart away.

"Keep the extra... treat someone to a meal, and slip them two hundred more as a bonus..." he chuckled.

"Mm." Yu Fang nodded.

"If you need money in the future, go to Zhong Tian."

"Okay," she replied readily.

After lunch, Yu Fang, Man Niu, and Wu Peng headed straight for No. 3 Middle School.

The three men, dressed in neat suits, registered their names and then entered Principal Wang's office.

"Principal Wang, I am the factory manager of Shentong Electronics Factory." Yu Fang handed over her business card.

Wu Peng spoke animatedly about how to use the prodigy memory device.

"Do you have a prototype?" Principal Wang asked.

Man Niu took one out of his backpack and handed it over.

Principal Wang tried it on for more than ten minutes, his eyes lit up, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the table.

"This is really great! With this, improving our students' grades will be a piece of cake."

The effects of the prodigy memory device surprised and delighted him.

"Principal Wang, we'd like to get the students' grades and addresses to facilitate our promotion," Yu Fang said, seizing the opportunity.

"Yes, but you are only allowed to use it for the memory device; it cannot be used for any other purpose."

"Don't worry, Prodigy Electronics is a properly registered and licensed company," she replied immediately.

At the dinner table, Yu Fang handed Zhong Guohong the detailed addresses of the students from No. 3 Middle School.

Before leaving, she took out another two hundred yuan and handed it to him with both hands: "Principal Wang, could you introduce us to the principals of other schools? Elementary, middle, high school, or university are all fine. I'll give you one hundred yuan for each one you introduce, is that alright?"

"Leave it to me!" Principal Wang readily agreed.

He earns a little over four hundred a month and knows at least twenty principals... He gets to eat over twenty meals for free and still earns over two thousand. Why not?

Over the next few days, Man Niu, Yu Fang, and Wu Peng took turns treating people to meals, once at noon and once in the evening.

A table usually seats five or four people, sometimes as many as seven or eight.

Once the student transcripts and home addresses from 35 schools were in hand, the sales pitch immediately commenced.

On Saturday and Sunday, thirty-four employees from the electronics factory worked in pairs, knocking on doors at each address, handing out business cards, and explaining the purpose of the prodigy memory device.

The child tried it on on the spot, and the parents saw that the child's eyes lit up and the child's reaction became quick, so they gritted their teeth and took out the money to pay.

This thing costs less than ninety yuan to make, but sells for a thousand.

In just two days, all three hundred units were sold.

Without much hesitation, Chung Kwok-hung donated 5,000 yuan to each of the 35 schools.

The news spread like wildfire, from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and in less than a week, adults and children alike in Yuzhou City knew the name "Prodigy Memory Device".

Other people's kids have improved their grades... they have a prodigy memory device.

If my child had one, they would definitely be able to do it too.

It has been said before that children, the elderly, and women are the easiest to earn money from.

Parents hope their children will be successful, so they grit their teeth and pay a thousand yuan.

The prodigy memory device, with a factory price of 950 yuan, is uniformly priced at 1,000 yuan at Xinxia Bookstore.

Throughout China, Xinxia Bookstores are found in every county, and in economically prosperous areas, they can even be found in townships.

The first batch of orders came in, totaling 300,000 units.

But the Prodigy Electronics Factory only produces 5,000 units per day.

With insufficient manpower and limited space, production capacity is severely hampered.

Thirty workers on the assembly line are already pushing themselves to the limit, assembling five thousand units a day at their best.

The helmet is made in-house, but all other parts are purchased from outside suppliers.

Payment was settled in full, and the buyer took the goods away himself.

For a time, many primary, middle, and high school students in Chongqing were wearing silver-gray helmets.

About ten days later, the Prodigy Electronics Factory was officially completed.

Chung Kuo-hung settled the remaining payment and allowed Yu Fang and the others to move into the new factory.

The vacated old warehouse was directly converted into a supermarket.

One piles up rice, the other arranges it on a shelf.

"Seven hundred deliveries have been completed, with a total of 13,572 deliveries."

"More than 500 houses, more than 500 parking spaces, and more than 500 shops."

"There are over ten million in personal accounts, over twenty million in the accounts of Prodigy Electronics Factory, and over ten million in Zhong Tian's account."

Chung Kwok-hung is so busy every day that he has no time to buy a car.

My place is less than a kilometer from Huimin Food Store, a ten-minute walk, so I decided not to bother.

After thinking it over for a while, he took out ten million and recruited ten special forces soldiers.

With strong combat capabilities, even without management skills, they are far more useful than ordinary people.

The ten were divided into five parts: five were given to Zhong Tian, ​​and five were distributed to Zhong Kun.

"First save up 100 million Chinese yuan, then buy the top-tier gene enhancement drug."

"I'm averaging over 700 orders a day. If I keep working for another 20 days or so, I'll have enough funds for the upgrade."

He shook off his distracting thoughts and soaked in the bathtub.

Wang Jiaying stood guard beside her, the water temperature was just right.

I got up and stretched, then went back to sleep until I naturally woke up.

The prodigy memory devices are selling like hotcakes, and people from other places are even driving directly to the factory to pick them up.

Merchants from Guangdong, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Zhejiang were buying for their own children or on behalf of acquaintances.

Orders poured in like snowflakes, so Yu Fang quickly ordered equipment and recruited new staff, bringing in three hundred people in one go.

A monthly salary of 2,000 yuan is higher than that of factories in coastal areas; meals and accommodation are provided, making it a truly high-paying job.

When the TV station came to interview him, his fame doubled.

However, Zhou Yaoji, who started out reselling sewer covers, had only been released for a short time when he gathered a few people to secretly counterfeit the prodigy's memory device.

A few days later, a dozen or so middle-aged men carrying helmets barged into the factory.

"Uncle and Aunt, what you have in your hands is called a 'Prodigy Memory Device,' but our factory only produces 'Prodigy Memory Devices,'" Yu Fang explained.

"The seller said, this is from your factory!" a middle-aged woman raised her voice.

"Our factory's products are only sold at the factory, or you can buy them at Xinxia Bookstore," Zhong Tian said calmly as he walked over.

"Give me my money back! I demand a refund!" the woman shouted.

"Bullish bull!" Zhong Tian shouted.