Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

It was already the afternoon of the second day when they arrived at the R&D base. Zhang San had celebrated yesterday and woken up late. He flew from Los Angeles to San Jose, arriving at noon. He then ate something casually and came here.

Seeing how excited the engineers were, he knew that these tech geeks had succeeded, and they realized that the prize money was just around the corner.

According to the reward mechanism, they would receive sales commissions, which were calculated for the entire team. Moreover, Zhang San gave them tiered sales rewards. Therefore, although they were excited, they weren't too excited. They knew that the sound quality of this music player wasn't that good; it wasn't as good as a CD, nor as good as a cassette tape, let alone a record.

The Walkman sold $10 billion worth of products worldwide, so naturally its sound quality is better than this one. Moreover, this MP3 player isn't cheap; it's several times more expensive than the Walkman. How can you even use this?

Surrounded by a group of engineers, Zhang San entered the conference room, where people were already waiting for them.

"Stephen, welcome to experience digital music." An engineer exaggeratedly introduced it to Zhang San: "This is the world's first player with 5G storage. Now, please listen..."

The music inside is probably by Elvis Presley, which Zhang San hasn't heard before, but the sound quality... is rather disappointing.

"Very good. Do you know which company makes the best music decoding chips? And headphones, which company specializes in headphones?" After Zhang San finished speaking, he didn't stop, but said, "Buy them all. We want the best."

Wow~

Zhang San's actions drew cheers from them. This Chinese boss was nothing like a typical Chinese person; he was incredibly generous and magnanimous, which impressed them greatly.

"However... before that, we have two things to do."

As soon as they stopped cheering, Zhang San spoke seriously, immediately silencing everyone and turning their excited expressions into serious ones.

"Bonuses and parties~"

Cheers erupted again in the conference room, this time much louder than before, making everyone shout. It wasn't that they only loved money, but the party made them even more excited.

In just one hour, Zhang San grasped the emotions of these people.

Zhang San left with the person in charge and went to his office. Although he didn't come here often, he did have another office. Although it was only about 20 square meters, it was very clean and tidy, and it was obvious that someone cleaned it regularly. The bodyguard went in first and checked it out before Zhang San entered.

After receiving the documents from the person in charge, I began to look at them carefully, including the cost of parts, labor, and so on.

"The cost of such a player is $400 for 5GB of memory and $450 for 10GB..."

After listening to the introduction, Zhang San calculated the labor costs in mainland China and then, having a better understanding of the situation, said, "Leave the production to me. We should now prepare a technical team to be in charge of production."

"If this team can be assembled within a week, it must be someone who understands the production process."

"Also, the standby time is a bit short. Is it possible to have a chip that can control the power consumption rate?"

After Zhang San finished speaking, he explained the principle of the power control IC.

"When you organize people to research this, don't forget to apply for a patent."

This power control IC is very useful; otherwise, the iPhones of later generations would only last an hour on standby. The two discussed their research direction in the office before parting ways.

There are recordings of this. Zhang San has made many preparations to prevent himself from being framed, and recording is one of them. Also, there are surveillance cameras in his office, although the current surveillance is not as good as it will be in the future.

However, he has already applied for many patents. For example, the East German camera company he acquired has been renamed Pan-European Optical Instruments Precision Company to distinguish it from another company with the same name. Its cameras, including SLR cameras, sell very well in mainland China.

Digital cameras are currently under development, and the chips have already been developed; they may be used in mobile phones in the future.

Work was put on hold after I got off work, since tomorrow is the weekend.

That evening, a party was quickly held in a large villa arranged by a professional party company. Although the villa was located in an affluent area, it was frequently rented by party companies for hosting parties, especially large ones like this.

The party was hosted by a group of tech geeks, mostly men. To make the party less boring, a "festival team" was needed. For this purpose, several models from commercial modeling agencies were specially selected to attend the business event.

Some men who had girlfriends or families used overtime as an excuse to party alone without their girlfriends or wives.

"Anrick, you didn't bring your girlfriend either?"

The bespectacled man, called Anrick, gave a shy smile and said, "She has other things to do. I don't think it's appropriate for her to be here."

"hey-hey……"

The party hadn't even started yet when they arrived, and at that moment, this group of tech geeks burst into lewd laughter.

The boss understands them too well. Even though he's Chinese, what does it matter? They only care about salary. There's a saying, "Whoever feeds me is my mother." Who said that isn't important; what matters is that it's clearly stated.

They looked at the large villa, which had many rooms, a large garden, and a large swimming pool... The weather was a bit cold, and their small bodies weren't suited for it.

Just as they were chatting and laughing, the otaku heard the commotion outside. They all looked out and their faces showed surprise.

"OMG, I love my boss."

As soon as they saw groups of models walk in, they realized that there were more models than there were people in their entire company. What did that mean?

Everyone gets a share; no one will be left out.

When Zhang San arrived, the atmosphere was very lively, and he could smell the faint scent of hormones in the air.

"What a bunch of ignorant fools."

In his view, the simplest way to win over these smart guys is with money and sex. Just look at how they are now; they're enjoying it, aren't they?

Zhang San's visit wasn't to share the joy with the people; he was just there to say a few words. As a leader, his purpose was naturally to boost morale and make an appearance, letting them know who the hell was paying for their feasting and entertainment.