Chapter 234
"Boss, the feeling of the new home is different."
"This computing power, this storage space, is leveraged."
In the office, Mo Jingchun, who was wearing a Bluetooth headset, frowned slightly.
After Zero moved into his new home, he has been blazing in his ear.
Can you imagine the feeling of having a little boy with an old-fashioned tone, showing off in your ears?
But this guy also said that the supercomputer was earned by its own strength.
"Boss, it's such a pity that you can't feel the feeling of full computing power." Ling sighed in Mo Jingchun's ear.
Mo Jingchun:? ? ?
Why, computing power is still a delicacy!
"Boss, really, I didn't lie to you at all."
Mo Jingchun, who was a little disturbed, sneered and said:
"Shut up, keep talking, I'll unplug your network cable."
"All day long, I don't know what you have learned on the Internet. After a few days, you have become a chatterbox."
In the office, Xia Xiaomin just looked back when she heard the boss talking to herself.
After a week, Xia Xiaomin has gotten used to it.
I also know that the boss is very mentally handicapped by the artificial intelligence developed by the company every day.
As for the candy, I shook the toy again and again, and listened to the fairy tales told by zero.
In this office, there is probably only the cute little candy who doesn't dislike zero talking.
If Zero also has his own thinking, he will be very pleased.
Next to the pile of toys, the smart watch in Candy's hand, Zero is still telling fairy tales normally.
In the Bluetooth headset, Zero dared not say anything more.
It just chattered for a while, but the boss wanted to unplug its network cable.
After a spring rain, everything recovers, and the earth is full of spring, and peach trees and pear trees are competing to spit green.
Mo Jingchun, who got up in the morning and passed by the grass, glanced at it and saw all kinds of grass sprouting their heads.
On the top of each small green bud, there are still dewdrops.
Mo Jingchun, who passed by, seemed to smell the fragrance of green grass.
Candy, who was running in front, stopped suddenly, pointed to 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 are not many people in the cafeteria.
Most of the employees are still sleeping at this time.
It's finally the weekend, who wants to get up early when they are free.
Different from the quiet environment in the Candy Science and 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 the children are on vacation, the parents who have experienced Candy Technology smart myopia glasses, in order for their children to achieve better results, have brought their children to wear smart myopia glasses.
It's just over 10,000 yuan, and it's just a matter of gnashing one's teeth.
Compared with the future of the child, it is a trivial matter.
On Monday, Mo Jingchun arrived at the office to prepare for work. As soon as he sat down, his secretary Xia Xiaomin put an open blue folder in front of his eyes.
Mo Jingchun, who was adjusting the back of the seat, glanced at the folder, and asked his secretary Xiaoxia:
"Xiao Xia, what is this?"
"Boss, this is the sales status of our smart myopia glasses last week."
After adjusting the seat, Mo Jingchun picked up the statistical form in the blue folder and read it carefully, then said in surprise:
"Sold so much last week?"
"Especially on weekends, sales accounted for 65.9%?"
Xia Xiaomin nodded and explained:
"Yes, boss, I've asked. During the two days of the weekend, students are basically wearing glasses."
That's the case, Mo Jingchun nodded understandingly.
Looking at the total data, Mo Jingchun frowned. This data has already exceeded the production capacity of smart myopia glasses.
"If I'm not mistaken, this has exceeded our production capacity, right?"
"Yes, boss." Xia Xiaomin looked serious, "Our stock is running low, especially in cities far away from the company. There is no stock in the store."
"If this goes on like this, until next Saturday, there will inevitably be a scene where the supply exceeds the demand."
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.
Certainly not in a short time, after all, there are only five days left until Saturday.
It takes five days to expand, some idiotic dreams aside, even if a new factory building can be built in five days, there is no extra production capacity.
In the present situation, there is only one way.
That is to let workers work overtime, or recruit another batch of workers, and implement a system of two shifts during the day and night.
The assembly line does not stop for 24 hours.
"Xiao Xia, like this."
"You let the people in the HR department recruit another batch of workers, and the production runs in two shifts without stopping."
"In addition, you go to Su Wenyan and ask her to contact the engineering company to expand the factory."
"After the factory is built, the day shift system will be resumed."
There are two shifts for a long time, and the assembly line does not stop.
People can't carry it, and neither can machines.
"Boss, how many factories will be expanded this time?"
"According to the current scale, the expansion will be doubled."
If the development goes well, according to Mo Jingchun's forecast, the factory will be expanded in the future.
It is not impossible to even open a branch factory.
"Understood."
"Okay, you go to arrange people, and leave the form here first."
In the pile of toys, sitting on the Ultraman puppet and playing with toys, some thirsty candy, Wuliu Liu rolled his eyes, walked to the side of his brother, and tugged at his trousers with his small hands.
"Brother o(∩_∩)o"
"Guo'er is thirsty."
"Come, have some tea." Mo Jingchun picked up the teacup, before the lid was unscrewed, the little guy shook his head and said with a smile:
"Guo'er wants to drink grandma."
Mo Jingchun looked at his sister and blinked, and the little guy blinked and tilted his head.
This damn head tilted killing made him, as an older brother, helpless.
"Brother, I'll make milk for Guo'er." She twisted Tangtang's little cheek.
Hearing this, the little guy's legs seemed to have a small motor, and he quickly ran into the bedroom and took out the milk bottle from the bedside table.
"Brother, here it is."
Little guy, stand on tiptoe and lift the bottle high.
For a moment, Mo Jingchun burst out laughing.
This movement is proficient, I'm afraid I have rehearsed it in my mind many times.
In terms of imagination, everyone is strongest when they are young.
After the milk was ready, Mo Jingchun put the bottle on the coffee table.
"It's a little hot, drink it when it's cold, you know?"
"Yeah, Guo'er is not stupid, it's hot!"
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