*Purr purr.*
Meng Hao drank the medicinal soup served by Cheng Hua to the last drop.
Driven by a pleasant mood, this already extremely delicious medicinal soup felt even more exquisite to Meng Hao.
"Uncle Chenghua, this soup is excellent."
"You flatter me, Young Master."
Seeing Meng Hao's relaxed expression and unfurrowed brow,
Cheng Hua guessed that his young master must have figured out a solution.
Having already positioned himself as the Operations and Vice President of Huarong and Meng Hao's butler, Cheng Hua chuckled as he tidied up the table for Meng Hao.
"If Young Master likes it, I can have my wife make you different dishes... Her cooking, I feel, is much better than many Michelin-starred chefs."
Meng Hao nodded.
He didn't dwell on food for the moment but put on a serious face and steered the conversation to the main topic.
"Oh?"
Hearing talk of serious matters, Cheng Hua quickly put down what he was holding and looked at Meng Hao, listening intently.
"I plan to develop new products and expand production capacity."
"After all, products costing five million US dollars, or thirty to forty million Great Xia currency, are difficult to open up the domestic market."
"Moreover, we claim to be mechs, but the old Russians actually bought this mech figure as military hardware."
"Therefore, I plan to develop a mech figure that can be mass-produced, a significantly scaled-down version of the Huarong Type I mech, targeting the high-end domestic market!"
To be honest.
Cheng Hua was very proficient in managing workers and operating factory sales channels.
However, when it came to technology,
Cheng Hua was not very knowledgeable.
Especially products like mechs and figures, which belonged to the world of the young, he knew very little about.
However.
Since the young master had decided on the future development direction of Huarong Industrial,
He would fully cooperate.
"Ugh!"
Meng Hao let out a burp.
He had eaten a bit too much just now.
"Let's talk as we walk!"
Meng Hao strolled around the factory to aid digestion, narrating his ideas to Cheng Hua.
In fact, in recent years, the economic development of Great Xia had been extremely strong.
In first and second-tier cities like Modu and Shenchuan, a large number of wealthy individuals had emerged.
Among them, many were interested in mechs and figures.
They were not short of money, only seeking good products.
For example, a "Master Chief game" suit with lightweight titanium armor had once appeared at an anime convention.
This wearable mech and exoskeleton armor, aside from its cool lighting and futuristic material, actually had very little cost.
Yet, it was immediately snapped up.
The price even soared to nearly 500,000 US dollars.
Over three million, to buy a wearable exoskeleton mech that could only light up.
One had to admit, these wealthy young people were foolish with their money and inexperienced.
Meng Hao's next plan was to target this demographic of wealthy, high-net-worth, high-income, young affluent individuals who were foolish with their money.
"The initial plan is to control the height of the new mech within five meters."
"Performance will be significantly cut back."
"However, a flying turbine module will be added to achieve intelligent assisted flight."
"As for the price, there will be two versions: domestic sales and foreign trade... The domestic price in Great Xia will be one million Great Xia currency, tied to a personal neural ID, and cannot be resold privately; the foreign trade version will be priced at one million US dollars. Whether foreign tycoons or the military purchase it, we cannot control it!"
Meng Hao had come to terms with it.
He was operating within the law.
He just needed to produce civilian-grade mech figures.
As for how the customers used them, that was not his concern.
For example.
A kitchen knife, which was a household essential.
Ordinary families would only use it for cutting and cooking, but if a kitchen knife fell into the hands of a criminal, it could very well become a weapon!
He couldn't be overly worried about external evaluations and give up something because of potential misuse!
The two walked and talked.
They soon reached the factory's production area.
Over two hundred people, hearing the footsteps of Meng Hao and Cheng Hua, all looked up in unison.
Since the assembly of the Huarong Type I mech was completed.
These workers had been idle again.
At this moment, they were in groups of three or five.
Either playing games on their phones, or chatting, playing cards.
"Everyone, do you feel too idle and have started thinking about unnecessary things?"
Meng Hao smiled as he looked at the workers.
He deliberately teased them.
After all.
Cheng Hua had mentioned before that due to the lack of orders, the workers' morale had been unstable.
After all.
No one wanted to be laid off.
They all had families to support.
"Don't worry, everyone."
"There will be a lot of work to do soon."
"Just now, I signed a contract worth over a hundred million US dollars, which translates to over seven hundred million Great Xia currency!"
Meng Hao went to the production area to loudly announce the newly secured order, not to brag.
Of course, stabilizing the workers' emotions was only one aspect!
As soon as Meng Hao finished speaking.
Instantly.
The factory erupted in cheers.
An order of over a hundred million US dollars, or over seven hundred million Great Xia currency.
This would keep them busy for quite some time.
It seemed.
They would not be laid off.
No need to be anxious and look for other jobs elsewhere.
To be able to continue working in this old factory where they had strived for over a decade or two, and to earn a good living to support their families.
What a blessing.
"But..."
Meng Hao's "but" deflated the originally joyous atmosphere.
Everyone stared intently at Meng Hao.
Could there be a change?
Meng Hao chuckled and didn't keep them in suspense, wanting to entertain the workers.
"...our production scale is too small."
"For the previous products, we only needed to assemble them, not requiring too many hands."
"This time, I plan to launch the latest product, so we need a large number of skilled workers. If you have any friends or relatives you know, remember to introduce them... For each worker introduced and hired, there will be a 1000 yuan referral fee."
This time, the cheers were even louder.
In this era.
Empty promises were futile.
To win people's hearts.
Real money was the best catalyst.
...
To avoid external discovery of the desert base and the system,
Meng Hao had prepared to build a mature industrial chain.
From rough module processing, to stamping, welding, painting, power assembly, and other processes, all must be completed within the Huarong Industrial factory.
Except for a very few production modules with extremely high black technology content that were quietly transported from the desert base, everything else must be self-produced.
To possess such a complete factory production line, the related investment would likely not be less than one or two billion yuan.
Even so, although this production line was established to build new mechs,
In reality, let alone mechs, it could even produce cars, industrial robots, and military equipment.
Of course, before obtaining the relevant equipment production license, Meng Hao would not rashly produce anything.
However.
With the initial investment, in the future, if they were to transition and develop new products, there would be no need for basic investment, and it would be a direct industrial upgrade.