Chapter 35
"Today is another fulfilling day. It feels good to immerse yourself in the sea of ​​books."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, facing the sunset, Lin Zitai stretched himself at the door of the library, his bones cracking.

Ye Xiyue held the textbook in her arms and smiled with a hint of helplessness: "You slept all day, but luckily you didn't snore, otherwise we would definitely be kicked out."

She didn't know why Lin Zitai's sleep quality was so good when everyone was studying hard.

Not only do you sleep in the morning, you take a break after lunch, and you can continue sleeping when you return to the library.

Like a heartless baby who only knows how to sleep.

"Tch, do you know what quantum reading is? Sleeping is just the surface, but it is actually an immersive experience of the charm of words."

Ye Xiyue muttered: "Here's nonsense."

Then he asked with great expectation: "Are you coming tomorrow?"

Although Lin Zitai sleeps all day long, he feels very happy as long as he is with him, even if he doesn't talk.

She met Lin Zitai when she was a sophomore, but Lin Zitai was very busy every day in the past, and she had never experienced the daily life of a campus couple. She envied those couples who were in pairs.

Today, the two of them came to the school library together. They went to the cafeteria to eat at noon. After dinner, they walked around and looked around. In the afternoon, they went to the library to read and study until evening.

It might have been an ordinary day for Lin Zitai, but for Ye Xiyue it was the most beautiful day in her imagination.

Ordinary, simple happiness.

"Come on, why don't you come?"

Lin Zitai felt that he would have to come to the library more often in the future. The environment was not too quiet, but seeing others studying hard made him feel extra sweet when he fell asleep.

It's just that I've been lying on the table for a long time, and my back is a little sore. It would be perfect if there was a big soft bed.

"Then let's go to the supermarket to buy something first. The refrigerator at home is almost empty."

Ye Xiyue's eyes were crooked and the corners of her mouth were raised, all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy were written on her face.

"I suddenly want to eat seafood."

"It makes me laugh at the greedy governor of Wuzhong. One poem can be exchanged for two crowns."

"speak English."

"Hairy crabs with some rice wine?"

"Walking around, my mouth is watering."

In the next few days, every morning Lin Zitai and Ye Xiyue went to the library of University of Finance and Economics to study.

During this period, Lin Zitai also communicated with the designer frequently, and finally determined the shape of the tank, which was mainly black with yellow as the supplement. It was personally designed by Liang Bolong, the top domestic designer.

The ordinary days lasted until the [-]th, when Liu Xiaojun called to inform him that all materials had been filled, the production line was debugged to the final stage, and the first batch of products was about to roll off the production line.

Lin Zitai learned the news in the library and lost all sleep. He pulled Ye Xiya and drove to Songjiang's industrial zone.

Ye Xiyue was curious: "Is this your new factory?"

"Well, for those who produce beverages, the bottles of yellow liquid in the refrigerator are samples."

"I drank. I drank too much and couldn't sleep."

"The main effect is to refresh your mind and fight fatigue."

Ye Xiyue said oh, suddenly thinking that her brother opened a grocery store at home and was responsible for the delivery of drinks from all over the country: "Then I will ask my brother to help you promote it, do you want it?"

"Of course, then I have to thank Miss Ye in advance."

Lin Zitai couldn't help but laugh. In a village-level non-staple food store, he didn't know if the store's sales totaled 1000 million in a year. But he knew that Ye Xiyue had good intentions, so he didn't refuse.

"You're welcome, Mr. Lin."

Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes with a smile and let out a baby's milky laugh, thinking that she could be of help and feeling complacent.

Lin Zitai also smiled.

As the National Day holiday comes to an end, many factories in SJ District have started work early, and some even only have two or three days off. This is the main reason why He Guangjian can complete the task ahead of schedule.

Because the various industrial chains in China are among the best in the world, as long as you have money, you can spend more money.

Even during the Spring Festival, you can find a suitable supplier.

Arriving at the factory not long after, Liu Xiaojun saw Lin Zitai and hurriedly reported the situation: "Mr. Lin, the number of beverage cans and color-printed packaging is currently only 50 and [-] sets, but in the future it will be stable at [-] and [-] per day. If it’s not enough, downstream suppliers can continue to increase production.”

"At the same time, FamilyMart has also reached an agreement on cooperation with Meiyijia. They welcome us to join and plan to order [-] cans of each product tomorrow to test the waters. The payment will be settled every quarter."

Lin Zitai nodded: "You have all been working hard recently. If there are not enough manpower, we will recruit people. It should be easier to recruit after the holiday."

He subconsciously looked at Liu Xiaojun. His eyes were bloodshot and his beard was unkempt. He looked completely different from a week ago.

Mainly because they had no relevant experience before and it coincided with the National Day holiday, it was difficult for the headhunting company to find suitable candidates, so they had to let Liu Xiaojun, Mo Wenzhi and others take on multiple roles.

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

Rather than working on a hopeless project in the company, Liu Xiaojun actually prefers to stay in the factory.

After all, you are a laborer, and your mind and body will always be tortured. I guess it is better to be tortured physically. At least you can sleep at night and have a goal.

Lin Zitai found He Guangjian. He and several former colleagues were standing at the control desk, waiting for the first batch of products to come off the assembly line. "Mr. Lin, you are here."

He Guangjian explained that every time the production line is started, it must be warmed up for several hours to check whether there are any areas that need improvement.

Subsequently, only regular and quantitative filling of the tank and raw materials, disinfection, sterilization, inflation, and even packaging can be completed on the production line.

He Guangjian talked a lot, and Lin Zitai barely understood it, but he understood the last sentence: "So it can produce 900 cans per minute?"

"Correct."

He Guangjian nodded helplessly. He actually wanted to say that the sterile cold filling production line purchased for 1.5 million yuan was definitely worth the money, but Lin Zitai couldn't understand it at all.

"900 cans are produced every minute, which is 129 million a day, and about 4.7 million a year."

Lin Zitai originally thought it was a lot, but then he remembered the data released by Red Bull last year, which showed that annual domestic sales were 49 billion cans.

This can also be explained from the side. Red Bull Group has at least ten production lines like theirs.

If you want to catch up with them in terms of production capacity, you will need to invest at least another 18 billion, and this is only the capital required for production equipment.

The expenditure on space, labor, warehousing, logistics, and the backlog of payment by distributors will only be more than the equipment, not less.

Lin Zitai suddenly understood why Zhang Jianghe, Zhou Guoxiong and others had such a big reaction when they heard that he was going to engage in FMCG.

You can't make much money by making small fuss.If you go big, the amount of funds invested will be very huge.

Moreover, over the years, only a few beverages have come and gone in the domestic market, which can be said to be a success.

He Guangjian shouted: "Mr. Lin, the product is offline."

At the end of the production line, the cans are ready for use. The equipment injects beverages into them. After being sealed, inflated and packaged, they arrive in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zitai picked up a can and squeezed the body. The material was basically similar to Red Bull, but not as thin and thin as a Coke can.

The capacity of 300 ml is less than Coke, but more than Red Bull. The main body of the can is black and yellow, with auspicious clouds covering the body.

'Magic' is not only the name of this product, but also the brand's LOGO. It feels like the tens of millions of design fees have been well spent.

Finally, Lin Zitai opened it and tasted it. The texture and taste were the same as before, without any changes due to the addition of preservatives.

Lin Zitai asked Cheng Zhiyu: "Academician Cheng, are the specific effects still the same as before?"

"It's basically the same, but the shelf life is a bit short, only nine months, and it has basically no effect after three months."

Cheng Zhiyu talked about its shortcomings. He initially considered extending the shelf life to [-] months, but that would not only change the taste, but also affect the efficacy.

Because Mojin is not a drink that purely satisfies appetite, it is actually more suitable to be called a functional drink than Red Bull.

If Lin Zitai were not in a hurry, he could even submit it to the domestic Food and Drug Administration for review and make it a health product with powerful refreshing effects.

This review process was too long, and Lin Zitai didn't want to wait, so he finally decided to give Mojin a drink.

"Nine months is enough."

Lin Zitai looked at the end of the production line. Liu Xiaojun commissioned an agency to recruit a group of temporary technicians with a daily salary of [-].

It can produce 900 cans per minute, with 18 cans per box. In the blink of an eye, the five-ton pallet is filled.

Someone controls the hammock and transports the bracket to the designated location, while someone drives a forklift to and from the workshop and warehouse.

He Guangjian and the dozen or so engineers around him all looked excited. In the past six days, each of them had less than four hours of rest per day, and finally completed the task ahead of schedule.

"Masters, you have worked hard these days. You are indispensable for the smooth production of the product."

Lin Zitai did not break his promise and offered a bonus of 500 million.

What he didn't expect was that He Guangjian chose to split it equally.

Including He Guangjian, there were a total of 19 people, each of whom received 26.31 yuan, almost earning a Beggar's Edition A4 in six days.

Lin Zitai knew that they were all working-class people, so he was considerate and did not use the company account, but made private remittances, which invisibly saved them tens of thousands in taxes.

When Mo Wenzhi's transfer was completed, everyone received a notification that the bonus had arrived.

Lin Zitai asked with a smile: "Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, thank you Mr. Lin."

Everyone looked excited. After all, they worked part-time during the National Day holiday to not be with their wives and children just for a few bucks.

Fortunately, Lin Zitai is a cheerful person. He can provide Alipay, bank card number, or even WeChat transfer at will, and the bonus will arrive as soon as he says it, without those cumbersome procedures.

"Mojin is a beverage that spans the ages. It will subvert the beverage industry in China and around the world. I believe you will have a deep understanding of it these days."

After Lin Zitai finished speaking, everyone was waiting for his next words.

I sleep less than four hours a day, but I can still work the next day without feeling tired or sleepy.

This is the effect of magic power.

At first, they doubted whether Lin Zitai had added something weird to it, but the presence of Cheng Zhiyu, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, dispelled their concerns.

(End of this chapter)

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