Fang Bai lay in bed, missing the silly girl who loved wearing big swing skirts, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
"Since I'm thinking about it, I'll just go tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, I'll test the TVs that need repair for the next two days, then rush back the day after, so it won't delay business."
"Hmm, I'll also buy a bp machine for that silly girl; it'll be much easier to contact her in the future."
He had originally planned to wait until Qin Shuyu replied with her exact dorm address, but that would take many days.
Whenever he thought of that big swing skirt, an invisible force seemed to pull him, and the fervent desire in his heart grew daily.
Knowing the campus, grade, and major made finding her a bit troublesome, but it was better than searching for a needle in a haystack.
With that thought, he quickly fell asleep.
That night, Fang Bai slept comfortably.
However, Guang Touqiang, who discovered the money in the crock under his bed was gone, and his chicken was also gone, couldn't sleep.
"Damn it, who is Han Li?"
"Han Li, do I have a grudge with you? You stole my money, and even my chicken. Why didn't you steal my underwear too?"
"Scumbag, put shit in the crock!"
A few hours earlier, he and his assistant had slowly pushed the human-powered wooden cart back.
At first, he didn't notice anything unusual.
Just as he was about to lie down by the bed, he saw a line of words, his pupils instantly dilated, his mouth slightly agape, his entire face filled with astonishment.
He immediately moved the crock out and reached in.
He initially felt a stack of money, but it felt a bit off; the money was somewhat damp.
But a smell of chicken poop rushed out from the crock, and at the same time, he pulled out the money from inside.
However, what he pulled out wasn't money at all!
Damn it, it was his own toilet paper! No wonder it felt off.
Shit, it even had poop on it!
Guang Touqiang roared in anger, his fury reaching the sky, and he couldn't help but smash the crock.
The assistant outside heard Guang Touqiang's roar and came in, puzzled: "Brother Qiang, what's wrong?"
"Damn that bastard who stole my money!"
"Who is it? Did you just find out?"
"Holy crap, look at the words on the ground. Damn it, don't let me find this Han Li; I'll chop him to death."
The assistant then noticed the words on the muddy ground, and after reading them, he was instantly shocked. Then he ran to his small room, saw his money was still there, and breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as he returned to Brother Qiang's room, he heard him cursing again, like an enraged lion, saying the chicken was also gone.
"Brother Qiang, should we call the police?"
"Call your sister!"
Damn it, stealing even a chicken, don't they have any shame?!"
Guang Touqiang cursed back at him. Calling the police would be like turning himself in, and he had committed quite a few illegal acts this year.
The assistant wanted to retort that a thief wouldn't steal if they had shame, but he didn't dare to say it. Standing a few meters away from him, he asked: "Then what should we do?"
"Who is this bastard Han Li?"
"I don't know. Could it be a thief who came in, or is it your opponent trying to disgust you, Brother Qiang?"
"If it were a thief, the room would definitely be ransacked, but it's not. That means the person knew where I put the money." Guang Touqiang turned to his assistant, his eyes fixed on him, "Did you ever brag to anyone and reveal where my money was?"
He believed his assistant wouldn't steal his money, but this guy liked to brag.
Fortunately, he hadn't put all his money here.
The assistant felt Guang Touqiang's gaze raking over him, a little flustered, and immediately explained: "Brother Qiang, even if I bragged, how would I dare tell anyone where your money is? You have to believe me. If I were going to steal, I would have done it long ago. Could it be a passerby who stole it?"
"It couldn't be a passerby. It must be someone familiar, someone who has been here and knows where I hide my money, and went straight for the money pot after getting in." Guang Touqiang furrowed his brows tightly, gritting his teeth. He recalled the people from the village who had visited him.
As he thought about it, he immediately identified seven or eight people, and two or three of them were highly probable suspects.
Dozens of kilometers away, Fang Bai didn't know what expression Guang Touqiang had after discovering the money was gone, but he could guess.
What he didn't know yet was that after Guang Touqiang discovered his money was gone, he felt that earning money by repairing cars was still too slow. A month later, he went to rob a gold store, but failed to escape and was arrested and sent back to prison.
...
The next morning,
While Fang Bai was having breakfast with his parents, he told them that he was going to Shanghai to see Qin Shuyu. He would depart in the afternoon and return at the earliest the day after tomorrow, or at the latest, the day after that. They could call him if anything came up.
If business was delayed, taking a day or two off wouldn't be a problem.
"It's good to go," Liu Fengqing said with an open mind. "Spend more time with Shuyu. What's the point of earning so much money if it's not ultimately to marry a wife and have a son, haha."
If it weren't for universities prohibiting marriage and having children, she would have wanted to hold her grandson long ago.
"Go ahead, leaving the house to me is no problem."
Fang Shi chuckled. He hadn't met Qin Shuyu, but he heard from his wife that the girl was very well-behaved and good to their son, making her the best choice for a daughter-in-law.
He didn't have the notion that students shouldn't date.
Now his son had a successful career and good grades, so getting into university was not a problem. Anyway, he would start a business after graduation, and eventually, he would need to find a wife.
And Qin Shuyu was a university student from a prestigious school, and a local girl born and raised there. What more could he be dissatisfied with?
However, if his own daughter started dating so early, that would definitely not be allowed; he would certainly educate her with a belt.
Thinking of this, Fang Shi thought of that girl's parents, who probably thought the same way.
"Son, will her parents agree to your relationship?"
"I don't know yet. Let's talk about it after I get into university. Don't worry about this."
"Alright then, I'm just reminding you that if she treats you well and is truly with you, don't be fickle when you have money."
"I won't. I'm going to read now; I have to go out soon."
Fang Bai didn't want to discuss this issue too much. If not handled well, his parents might even ask about Qin Shuyu's birth date and time, or even out of curiosity, secretly go to see Qin Shuyu's parents, which would be very awkward.
So, he didn't tell his parents exactly where Qin Shuyu's parents lived, only that they were in business.
He went upstairs to read for a while. After the part-time university students came to work, Fang Bai told them that he would be on a business trip for the next two days and asked them to complete the first step of the shell removal process.
Fang Bai had recently created a simple process card, dividing the refurbished TV process into 7 steps.
Step 1 (Shell Removal): Disassemble the TV casing;
Step 2 (Inspection): Fang Bai inspects, marks, and indicates what needs repair, what to discard, etc.;
Step 3 (Disassembly): Disassemble components according to the marks;
Step 4: Repair;
Step 5: Clean the TV;
Step 6: Assembly;
Step 7: Power-on Test.
Each process had specific work content and requirements, cleaning standards, power-on test standards, and final acceptance standards.
Instead of each student completing 6 of the processes, they would now all do the first step, then divide the work for steps 3-7, forming an assembly line.
Initially, due to limited floor space, Fang Bai hadn't figured out the best working methods for each process, so he hadn't implemented an assembly line.
In recent days, he had been assigning personnel and work.
Assembly line work also had drawbacks, such as when a person at a certain station was absent, it would affect the entire assembly line's production progress.
However, here with Fang Bai, these students were familiar with every process, so if someone at a certain station was absent, they could be replaced.
Nevertheless, he didn't have many personnel, so he could only run one assembly line. The extra two or three people would continue to work according to the original method.
But even with only one assembly line, production efficiency improved somewhat. The average number of refurbished TVs per person per day could be stably maintained at 5 units, allowing for thirty to forty TVs to be refurbished in a single day.
This batch of TVs could be refurbished in seven or eight days.
This also meant that his wealth would grow even faster.
His next wealth goal: 1 million yuan!
If he earned this money, his middle finger would level up again, and he would also have accumulated enough initial capital to speculate on subscription certificates.