"Boss, the feeling of the new home is just different."
"This computing power, this storage space, it's amazing."
In the office, Mo Jingchun, who was wearing a Bluetooth headset, frowned slightly.
Zero has been buzzing in his ears since he moved into his new home.
Can you imagine how it feels to have a little kid with an old-fashioned tone who keeps showing off in your ears?
But this guy also said that he earned the supercomputer by relying on his own strength.
"Boss, it's such a pity that you can't feel this feeling of full computing power." Ling sighed in Mo Jingchun's ear.
Mo Jingchun:? ? ?
Why, computing power is still a delicacy!
"Boss, I really don't lie to you at all."
Mo Jingchun, who was a little upset after hearing this, sneered and said:
"Shut up, if you keep mumbling, I will unplug your network cable."
"I don't know what you have learned on the Internet all day long. In just a few days, you have become a talkative person."
In the office, Xia Xiaomin just looked back when she heard her boss talking to himself.
After a week, Xia Xiaomin was used to it.
I also know that my boss is very angry at the artificial intelligence developed by the company every day.
As for the candy, I shook the toy again and listened to the fairy tales told by Zero.
In this office, the only one who doesn't dislike the chatty Zero is the cute little Candy.
If Zero had his own thoughts, he would be very pleased.
Next to the toy pile, with the smart watch on Candy's hand, Zero was still telling fairy tales normally.
In the Bluetooth headset, Zero didn't dare to say anything.
It just chatted a little bit, but the boss wanted to unplug its network cable.
After a spring rain, everything revives, the earth is full of spring, and peach and pear trees are vying to turn green.
Mo Jingchun, who was passing by the grassland in the morning, glanced at it and saw all kinds of grass sprouting.
There are still dewdrops on the tops of the heads of the small green buds.
Mo Jingchun seemed to smell the fragrance of green grass as he passed by.
Candy, who was running in front, suddenly stopped and pointed at a large pile of orange hair on the lawn not far away and said in surprise:
"Brother, look at Baozi eating grass."
"Brother saw it."
Because of the weekend, there were not many people in the canteen.
Most of the employees are still sleeping at this time.
It's finally the weekend, and who wants to get up early when they have nothing to do.
Different from the quiet environment in the Candy Technology Park, the major physical stores of smart myopia glasses across the country are full of people.
Without exception, more than half of the people in all physical stores are students wearing myopia glasses, especially high school students.
The other half are the parents of the students.
Taking advantage of the weekend, when their children are on vacation, parents who have experienced Candy Technology’s smart myopia glasses have taken their children to get smart myopia glasses in order to achieve better results for their children.
It's only more than 10,000 yuan, and it's just a matter of gritting one's teeth.
Compared with the child's future, it is nothing more than a small matter.
On Monday, Mo Jingchun arrived at the office to prepare for work. As soon as he sat down, secretary Xia Xiaomin held an open blue folder and placed it in front of his eyes.
Mo Jingchun, who was adjusting the backrest of his seat, glanced at the folder and asked his secretary Xiaoxia:
"Xiaoxia, what is this?"
"Boss, this is the sales situation of our smart myopia glasses last week."
After adjusting his seat, Mo Jingchun picked up the statistics table in the blue folder and read it carefully, and said in surprise:
"Sold so many last week?"
"Especially during the two weekends, sales accounted for 65.9%?"
Xia Xiaomin nodded and explained:
"Yes, boss, I asked. During the two days on weekends, students are basically the ones getting glasses."
So that's it, Mo Jingchun nodded in understanding.
Looking at the total data, Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows. This data has exceeded the production capacity of smart myopia glasses.
"If I read correctly, this has exceeded our production capacity, right?"
"Yes, boss." Xia Xiaomin's eyes were serious, "Our inventory is almost running out, especially in cities far away from the company. There is no inventory in the store."
"If this continues, by next Saturday, there will inevitably be a situation where demand exceeds supply."
Putting down the folder in his hand, Mo Jingchun fell into deep thought.
The factory is only so big and there are only so many production lines. As for expanding the scale.
It certainly won't work in a short time. After all, there are only five days left until Saturday.
Putting aside the fantasy of some idiots who want to expand in five days, even if a new factory can be built in five days, there will be no extra production capacity.
In the current situation, there is only one way.
That is to let workers work overtime, or recruit a new group of workers to implement a two-shift system of day shift and night shift.
The assembly line runs 24 hours a day.
"Xiao Xia, this is it."
"You ask the personnel in the human resources department to recruit another batch of workers, and we can produce in two shifts without stopping the machine."
"Also, you go to Su Wenyan and ask her to contact the engineering company to expand the factory."
"After the factory is built, we will resume the day shift system."
Working two shifts for a long time, the assembly line does not stop.
Humans can’t bear it, and neither can machines.
"Boss, how many factories will be expanded this time?"
"According to the current scale, it will be enough to double the expansion."
If development goes smoothly, Mo Jingchun predicts that the factory will need to be expanded in the future.
Even opening a branch factory is not impossible.
"Understood."
"Okay, you go arrange the people. Leave the form here for now."
In the pile of toys, he was sitting on the Ultraman stuffed doll playing with toys. He was thirsty for some sweets. He rolled his dark eyes and walked to his brother's side. He tugged on his trousers with his little hands.
"Brother o(∩_∩)o"
"I'm thirsty."
"Come, drink some tea." Mo Jingchun picked up the teacup. Before the lid could be opened, the little guy shook his head and said with a smile:
"Guoer wants to drink grandma."
Mo Jingchun looked at his sister and blinked. The little guy also blinked and tilted his head.
This damn head-tilting attack left him, the elder brother, defenseless.
"Brother, let's make some milk for Guo'er." He twisted Tangtang's little cheek.
After hearing this, the little guy's legs seemed to be equipped with small motors. He quickly ran into the bedroom and took out the milk bottle on the bedside table.
"Brother, give it."
The little guy stood on tiptoes and raised the bottle high.
For a moment, Mo Jingchun burst into laughter.
This move is so skillful that it must have been rehearsed in your mind many times.
When it comes to imagination, everyone is strongest when they are young.
After the milk was ready, Mo Jingchun placed the bottle on the coffee table.
"It's a bit hot, drink it after it's cooled down, you know?"
"Yeah, you're not stupid, it's hot!"
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