Chapter 540 - International Customers of Ming Yun Private Kitchen (1/2)

June 6th, Monday…

Pei Qian woke up naturally at nine in the morning. His morale had been crushed for the past two days, owing to his gaming experience with Ruan Guangjian during the weekend. He was now cooped up at home, not wanting to go to work.

Pei Qian took out two small pieces of cake and a box of milk from the fridge after washing up. He was prepared to deal with them before continuing his unfinished game yesterday. The room was in a minimalist style, which was commonly known as the ‘Four Bare Walls’ style. Therefore, Pei Qian could only eat at the small coffee table next to the large balcony. This small coffee table was one of the very few pieces of furniture in the entire living room. There were also two small chairs next to it where its main purpose was to watch the scenery outside and drink tea.

The two pieces of small cake were wiped out in no time. Pei Qian threw the garbage into the trash can and left it at that. Someone would clean it up anyway.

The doorbell rang as soon as he settled on the sofa and picked up the controller.

“Hm?” Pei Qian was taken aback before he got up to open the door.

The butler stood outside the door, holding a squarish box in his hand. “Boss Pei, this is an express delivery sent to you from Dream Realization Ventures. Shall I bring it in for

you?”

The butler’s name was Song Kai. He was 26 years old and had previously worked as a housekeeper in a certain rental company. He was Assistant Xin’s candidate. He had been doing well so far.

Of course, there wasn’t much to do in the first place.

Song Kai had often felt skeptical about life ever since he came to the Sloth Apartments.

Pei Qian thought about it. If Liang Qingfan was the only one in charge of the Sloth Apartments, he would naturally be overwhelmed. This project might never become popular, but the cleaning and management of the building had to be recruited.

He must hire at least one cleaner as long as there was one resident in this building.

It would be impossible to get Liang Qingfan to do everything when there were more houses next time, right? He was an architect after all. He had to be responsible for all the design works as well as the on-site construction.

Pei Qian, therefore, was interested in observing Song Kai for a few days. If he felt that this person was ok, he would also make him the person-in-charge of Sloth Apartments to give Liang Qingfan a helping hand. “Unpack it and give me the item directly,” Pei Qian said.

Song Kai opened it, took out the squarish black box from within, and handed it to Boss Pei’s hands.

Pei Qian reached out and took it. He found that this thing was heavier than he expected, but it was not too difficult to move.

That was the improved version of the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine. Zhang Wang arranged for it to be delivered directly to Pei Qian’s residence.

Song Kai closed the door knowingly and took the empty box away.

Pei Qian held the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine and looked around the living room at a loss.

No place to put it!

This thingy was neither big nor small. It was too large to fit on the shelf as an ornament… yet too small to put in the corner of the room or next to the TV cabinet. In other words, this strange size satisfied Pei Qian.

Pei Qian eventually still decided to put it on the coffee table after he looked around.

Then, it looked strangely appropriate. He could reach it while sitting on the chair next to it. The operation for ‘bickering’ was rather smooth as well.

“Very good, Zhang Wang, I’ll trust you once more. I’ll invest in any project that you propose if you make this project a loss!”.

The system obviously had restrictions on the backlog of goods. They did not allow producing goods endlessly when there was a backlog of goods. However, a backlog of 20,000 to 30,000 units should not be a problem.

That meant to say that as long as this project were to meet Pei Qian’s expectations, it would be easy to burn millions to make 20,000 to 30,000 units of the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine.

Pei Qian began carefully examining this Fully-Automated Bickering Machine which he had high hopes for.

The Fully-Automated Bickering Machine was several times larger than the samples that Zhang Wang made previously. It was pure black with a matte texture, but with gold edges on it. It had a low-key and luxurious feel to it.

Pei Qian operated the first wave of the ‘bickering’.

The Fully-Automated Bickering Machine would always go back to its original position every time it was lifted.

If the bar was continuously lifted, the Fully-Automated Bickering Machine would restore the lifted metal rods in the corresponding order. It would make a full recovery and be regarded as a ‘continuous bar lifting’ state.

A reading would be displayed on the box in a purely mechanical way at this time. Once all the sticks were restored, the ‘continuous lifting’ state would be over, and the number on the box would return to zero.

Other than that, Pei Qian also noticed that the materials inside the box seemed to have been improved. The Y shaped rod became gold, and its shape seemed to be redesigned, filled with a finely crafted texture.

The cost had doubled from 200 to 400 yuan after all. All this money was spent on these useless fine details.

Pei Qian played with it for two minutes before losing interest in it. Who would want to buy this lousy sh*t for 488 yuan? That would be mental!

Firstly, it served no practical purpose.