Activating the Omniscient System, I'm doomed!

After talking with Xu Zangfeng.

Luo Yi then opened Cheng Huarong's WeChat.

He is very optimistic about the earning potential of anti-aging face masks and hopes to achieve complete financial freedom through this business.

He immediately sent Cheng Huarong a WeChat message:

"Has the factory address changed?"

At 5 PM, Cheng Huarong, this workaholic, actually replied to the message immediately:

"I have rented the two floors upstairs to use as a production workshop."

"Brother Luo, what have you been up to these past few days? I haven't been able to reply to your messages. I thought something had happened to you, and I was even planning to call the police tomorrow..."

Luo Yi replied, "I came to take a look, we'll talk when we meet."

"Okay, I'll head back now and book a restaurant while I'm at it. The celebration banquet has been delayed for half a month."

Luo Yi put away his phone and went to the front door, where he saw three notes under the door.

All of these were written by Cheng Huarong. One was inquiring about product pricing, another about overseas accounts, and the third was slipped in this morning, saying that he suspected something had happened and planned to call the police to break down the door tomorrow.

"It seems I'll need to give advance notice next time I go into seclusion."

Luo Yi smiled, picked up a bag of trash, and left.

……

Third floor of Building C, Industrial Park.

As Luo Yi reached the corner of the stairs, he heard loud, boisterous laughter.

I can understand their excitement. A product that was originally planned to take five years to develop was made in just twenty days and sold out instantly. Who wouldn't be excited?

"President Luo is here!"

Xiao Li, who was carrying packages at the door, shouted.

The R&D staff turned around and greeted him with beaming smiles, each of them babbling incoherently:

"Mr. Luo, the first-generation anti-aging face mask went on sale and sold out on the same day!"

"We implemented a pre-sale model, and so far, 190 million users have paid deposits."

"Yesterday, two investors from Shanghai came and offered 30 million yuan for the first round of investment, but Mr. Cheng didn't want it."

"Professor Toilet Paper is amazing! He's given our product a huge boost, and the results are really good. My wife bought 100 boxes herself, which cost over 10,000 yuan."

More and more long-time employees are reporting on the situation, eager to share all the good news from the past few days.

In their eyes, President Luo was simply a lucky star, turning the company around and allowing everyone to realize their dreams ahead of schedule!

Only the two female colleagues at the front desk noticed that Mr. Luo was completely different from the inside out today.

Besides being handsome, he also possesses a unique charm, though it's hard to pinpoint exactly what it is.

Luo Yi smiled and replied with a few words, then asked, "Has President Cheng not returned yet?"

"He went to inspect the contract manufacturers and is on his way here."

Luo Yi nodded, picked up a box of anti-aging face masks, and seeing the expectant looks from the people around him, nodded and said, "It's really good! The quality has exceeded Professor Roll's expectations."

Upon hearing this, the R&D staff on site all laughed modestly.

Luo Yi didn't understand medicine, so of course he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Fortunately, the omniscient system no longer needed a mobile phone. On the spot, he only needed to think to bring up the virtual radio interface and silently recite:

"Please provide the following information about the face mask I have?"

1. How effective and competitive is it?

2. What are the potential risks and side effects of this product?

3. How much money do you estimate you can earn in the next three years?

This problem is expected to take 15 minutes.

Luo Yi immediately stared at the countdown.

To outsiders, he was just staring at the face mask in his hand, and they might have thought he was looking for some detail.

With the acceleration of mental power, the 15-minute countdown ended instantly.

The search for information about this face mask has been completed.

[Information 1: Its anti-aging effect reaches 39%, while other masks on the market have an anti-aging effect of 0.069%, and products like Botox and anti-aging injections have an effect of 27%. Therefore, it has an overwhelming advantage, and the repurchase rate of existing users will break global records!]

[Information 2: Its main side effect is that it is too addictive. If you stop using the product for a month, your skin will adapt to a better environment but will find it difficult to adapt to a harsher environment, leading to extreme dehydration. In addition, if you switch to other anti-aging products while using this product, it may cause rejection, leading to excess nutrients on the face, resulting in oiliness and acne.]

The potential problem lies not in the product itself, but in the current competitive global environment. Other companies will not allow such an excellent product to exist, and therefore it will face strong suppression in production, operations, and sales. It is recommended to reduce the effectiveness to 20%.

[Information 3: This product cannot survive for three years without reducing its effectiveness. If the effectiveness is reduced, and production capacity is sufficient, global annual sales are projected to reach 1033 billion.]

A scale of hundreds of billions!

Luo Yi was secretly alarmed.

They clearly didn't expect to achieve such success.

He just casually got involved, hoping to achieve financial freedom and earn a few small goals.

Little did they know that they would end up supporting a behemoth with annual sales of hundreds of billions.

"However, the system is right. Such an excellent product is bound to face suppression."

Luo Yi planned to give Cheng Huarong a heads-up, suggesting he try to reduce the impact, or in other words, not do it so well, and give others a way out.

It's not that I'm afraid of capital, but reducing the effectiveness won't affect sales, so why make enemies everywhere and create unnecessary trouble?

"Brother Luo, what do you think of our first-generation product?"

Amidst the bustling crowd, Cheng Huarong arrived at some unknown time, squeezing into the throng and laughing.

Compared to twenty days ago, he is now in high spirits.

They even cut their long, refined hair into neat buzz cuts to show that they don't need to rely on external appearance to gain confidence.

Luo Yi laughed and said, "The effect is very good, surpassing all products on the market, including anti-aging injections such as Botox."

You can tell from that he knows his stuff.

The R&D staff on site were amazed, guessing that Mr. Luo, like the professor of paper rolls, was also proficient in this kind of thing, and even had a very high talent for it.

Cheng Huarong was also surprised: "No one else mentioned this information, right? This is the result we came up with after studying the benchmark products."

"To put it bluntly, anti-aging injections are at most 28% effective, while our face mask, without injections or medication, can achieve 40%!"

Luo Yi walked over and led him into a private office, taking the opportunity to say:

"President Cheng, the effect is too good, but it leaves no way for others to survive. Sooner or later they will be suppressed. You have been in society for many years, you should know better than me."

Cheng Huarong nodded seriously:

"I know that, but I believe that if we have the technology, we should put it into practice and drive the industry forward. If I have to go to jail for this, as the legal representative, I'm prepared to go. Someone has to take the lead in this matter, so why can't it be me?"

This is the mindset of a technician who strives for excellence.

Having said all that, Luo Yi couldn't persuade him any further. At worst, he could just spend some time reorganizing his capital.

"You can take that overseas company account back and use it; I've already registered my own."

Luo Yi offered a reminder: he knew why Cheng Huarong was in such a hurry to use overseas accounts—it was to prepare for the trouble to come.

"That's great! I was thinking of registering a new one." Cheng Huarong laughed and pulled him out of the office. "Let's put business aside for now, come on, let's have a celebration party. Everyone's been talking about it for half a month."

"Everyone, pack your things and meet at Fusheng Restaurant tonight!"

As a shareholder, Luo Yi naturally wouldn't be absent. However, he took the opportunity to go to the restroom and used it as a pretext to find paper and pen to write a thank-you letter to everyone in the name of Professor Roll Paper.