Chapter 263: Daily Life Finished

What Wang Yan had Ma Zichen do before was one of the small modules. Now that he had freed up his hands, he also started to develop it completely.

The main function was automatic dialing and robot dialogue. It intelligently identified the content of the dialogue, judged the purchase desire, and marked the potential client in the background, which he would then call back a second time. In general, it was just to do a precise screening, roughly the same as those other intelligent harassment calls.

The difference was that his technology was good, the speed was fast, the dialogue was smoother, and it could learn and progress. Of course, saying it was self-learning, it actually relied on big data. At first, it was no different from an idiot. It needed to accumulate a certain amount of strange things in the database, as well as the expansion of the dialect library, to reach the degree of highly fluent dialogue.

The time wouldn't be too long, probably about half a month or so. After accumulating hundreds of people, there would be a significant improvement. The rest relied on day-by-day accumulation, constantly expanding the database, and constantly learning and progressing.

Wanting to rely on selling Vitality Pills to rise up was not something that could be done in a short time. Because it took at least three or four months to clearly perceive physical changes. He was also relying on the inefficient way of making phone calls to promote, so it would take at least a year or more to accumulate word-of-mouth.

High technology played with money. Although throwing money didn't necessarily mean it would make a big splash, it had to ripple at least. Not to mention anything else, the artificial intelligence technology he held now mainly relied on time, and secondarily relied on massive amounts of money to have today. And once he spread the Vitality Pill as a source of wealth in the real world, he wouldn't be troubled by the revenue problems of the technology company.

With a source of wealth, some things researched in the film and television world could be quickly pulled up when returning to reality. Otherwise, even if his technology was good, it would be useless if it couldn't land. He wouldn't sell to others or engage in financing. Even if there were AB shares or absolute right to speak, it was inevitable that there would be constraints; he wanted absolute control.

Developing this function was very simple. After all, he had all the encapsulated interfaces; he just needed to make an external operation and background management system. He didn't want any UI design, just functional soundness, regardless of what the appearance looked like. So the workload wasn't big, and it was finished in two days including overtime.

After getting this software ready, Wang Yan handled a virtual customer service number. He adjusted the system and let it dial according to the number segments of the three major operators in Zhejiang Province. Of course, harassing calls couldn't affect people's rest, so Wang Yan very thoughtfully designed working hours of "8 am to 5 pm on weekdays, 10 am to 7 pm on weekends," and wouldn't repeatedly dial calls that had already been made in the short term, which was quite humane.

In fact, if he got a list of phone numbers and dialed according to the registered identity and age, it would be better, but that would be illegal. Wang Mou, of course, wouldn't do such a thing; after all, he was the most law-abiding person.

On one hand, selling medicine, on the other hand, training artificial intelligence, quite good.

Another point was that the software program he made had a wide range of applications. However, the customer service and outbound calls of some companies were already occupied, and his door-to-door sales were no different from finding a needle in a haystack. The best way was to spread it, letting more people feel the intelligence of his intelligent outbound calling.

After all, compared to the cost of raising so many people, the usage fee of a set of software was obviously more suitable. And they might have been using artificial intelligence customer service originally; it was certain that they would inquire after feeling the difference. If the flowers bloom, the butterflies will come.

Although it was inevitable to fall into the situation where technological progress didn't increase employment but instead reduced it, this was also helpless and an inevitable trend. The elimination of industries with poor professionalism was certain. The key lay in whether there could be a new place or a new industry to settle this part of the unemployed population. It was wrong to kill without burying, only caring about making money for oneself and throwing the burden out.

However, that was a matter to be considered later. Although there might be some unemployment due to Wang Yan's rise, they could change to other jobs.

Wang Yan, of course, knew that many customer service representatives were disabled people, but many were not. Although his technology was awesome, it hadn't reached the level of completely separating from humans. There was a reduction in staff; any normal boss knew to reduce normal people. And before this, many people had already been laid off due to the first batch of artificial idiots.

Unlike the two industries of express delivery and food delivery, which had tens of millions of practitioners combined, if these customer service representatives were laid off, they could absorb themselves by society and change their jobs.

In summary, there were some problems, but they weren't big.

As for how to spread, it was very simple. Naturally, it was to return to his old profession, real estate agency. Although the property market had cooled down due to a series of policies and the transaction volume had plummeted, there was still a market. And a bunch of people who had nothing to do but make harassing calls were just good helpers.

In the agency, the good ones couldn't eat enough, and the bad ones couldn't eat anything. The top sales people basically didn't need to acquire new clients; only those who were muddling along in the middle and those at the bottom who wanted to get rich overnight needed to constantly expand their clients.

His artificial intelligence could completely crawl public property market information. After data analysis, it could communicate with interested parties. And the most critical thing was that many companies were concentrated in top-tier cities. Just rank them according to housing prices and take the top thirty. Find two or three agents in those cities to fool them into buying his software. One person had to make eighty or a hundred calls a day, three hundred calls a day in one city, and nine thousand or nearly ten thousand calls in thirty cities. The probability of hitting interested related practitioners was not small.

And similarly, this could have dozens of people helping him train artificial intelligence together, laying a foundation for the future. At the same time, he could also make some small money. After all, his technology was good, the efficiency was high, and the functions were complete; it was hard to tell it was a robot without paying close attention. Thus, according to the different housing prices in each city, it was not a problem to average two thousand yuan per person per month. Three people in one city was six thousand. Thirty cities was eighteen thousand.

This money not only solved the company's operating problems but also expanded the server and recruited an employee, which was a good thing that achieved many goals at once.

Thinking through these, Wang Yan spent another four days encapsulating a mobile app, and then spent a few days finding many people who posted fake houses in more than thirty cities with housing prices above sixteen thousand, such as Beijing, Shanghai, Shenzhen, and Xiamen, and gave them free use for half a month to feel it first.

After all, not everyone would pay this money for several thousand a month. Even if they verified that the software was easy to use for adding new clients, it was not certain that they would pay, so it could be considered casting a wide net. And with more people, the number of calls would go up, which would accelerate the learning of artificial intelligence. With so many people across the country together, it would only take a few days to turn an idiot into an intelligent one, allowing for very good communication.

After getting these miscellaneous things ready, it was Thursday of the third week of returning to reality.

On this day, Wei Lan didn't work overtime and came back early to buy groceries. Wang Yan naturally came back early, leaving only Ma Zichen to work there alone. With a clatter, he swung the big spoon and made a sumptuous dinner. The cat and dog also started eating synchronously.

"Is the project done?"

"Yes, otherwise how could I come back so early." Wei Lan responded to Wang Yan's nonsense and said happily: "There is a project bonus this month, guess how much."

Wang Yan cooperated quite well: "Ten thousand?"

"Wrong, how could it be that much." Wei Lan shook her head and said it herself: "Seven thousand something."

She also had a sense of proportion; just guess once. If she really guessed three or four times, it would be consuming patience and very boring.

"Not bad, then didn't you earn more than twenty thousand this month."

"Of course, I've already thought about how to spend it."

Wang Yan smiled: "Let's hear it."

"First of all, let's go out for a big meal. Then buy two massage chairs, one for my parents and one for your uncle and aunt, what do you think?"

"I say it's not good." Facing Wei Lan's gaze, Wang Yan shook his head: "Buy one for your parents, forget about my parents. I understand your intention, but we have to consider the actual situation. You don't know that my house is so small, where to put such a big massage chair?"

"Put it in your room."

"Even if we don't go back to live, there will always be relatives and friends visiting, and such a big thing is too obstructive." Wang Yan said: "If you really want to buy, just buy a foot bath bucket. The one I bought before has been used for two years, you should replace it."

"Then..."

"That's it."

Wang Yan didn't give Wei Lan a chance to speak again. If he took such a big thing back, it would be bad if his mother scolded him to death. Wei Lan's intention was Wei Lan's intention; if he didn't stop it, it would be his fault. Mainly, there was really no place to put it; otherwise, why would he need Wei Lan, he would have bought it back long ago.

Wei Lan curled her lips: "Alright then."

Seeing that, Wang Yan knew that his father-in-law would probably not be able to enjoy the massage chair. Of course, since he had said so, he had to equip his father-in-law and mother-in-law. After all, he couldn't afford a car or a house, but a massage chair of three or five thousand was no problem. And his excellence was one aspect, and Wei Lan's parents being easy to get along with and sensible was another. Before when they went, they didn't say a word about cars or houses, so his filial piety was no problem.

After being quiet for a while, Wei Lan said: "Our project team is having a dinner tomorrow night, and we can bring family members. Are you going?"

Wang Yan didn't even think and refused directly: "Forget it, I don't know anyone, it's meaningless, I can't eat well or talk well, I'd better work overtime."

They were all just colleagues. Even if a bunch of strangers gathered together, it was mostly listening to people bragging. If he went there to eat and drink on his own, he would also implicate Wei Lan in being talked about. If he didn't eat, he would be hungry. Boring coping was not as good as him giving Ma Zichen a lesson.

"Alright."

Wei Lan could also think that Wang Yan wouldn't go; she just said so. And although it was said that family members could be brought, it was estimated that not many would bring them tomorrow.

After eating, brushing plates and washing bowls, Wang Yan led the dog, Wei Lan held the cat, and they went out for a stroll to digest. And then, another beautiful day ended.

"I tell you, this boss is very straightforward, look at my equipment..."

The next day, Wang Yan arrived at the company after nine o'clock as usual. Ma Zichen had already cleaned up and was sitting in his seat drinking water while chatting with a person who was about twenty-six or twenty-seven and had gray hair.

Seeing Wang Yan come in, Ma Zichen waved awkwardly: "Morning, Brother Yan."

"Morning."

Wang Yan nodded, not caring about what he said. Then he looked at the person who was chatting with Ma Zichen and had already stood up, stepped forward, shook hands with him: "Chen Yang, right? Sorry, kept you waiting for so long."

"It's me, just came a little early, didn't take long."

"Sit down and talk, don't be polite." While speaking, Wang Yan turned around, put his bag on the table, took a paper cup to pour water for Chen Yang, and then soaked tea in his own thermos cup, before sitting down and saying: "I've read your resume, I won't talk nonsense, let's just communicate about technology simply."

"Good, you say." Chen Yang subconsciously sat up straight.

Chen Yang was twenty-seven this year, had been doing web development for more than a year, and then transferred to artificial intelligence and had been doing it for three years. He was also a professional, his experience was eight streets stronger than Ma Zichen's, and his foundation was relatively solid. Regarding Wang Yan's questions, not to mention answering fluently, it was basically not bad, which was quite good.

"I won't say much about other things, like whether there is overtime pay or not, he should have told you." Amidst Ma Zichen's embarrassment, Wang Yan nodded: "I think your level is no problem, so what do you think of my place? Do you want to work here? If you work, how much salary do you want? Just say it generously, don't be embarrassed."

Ma Zichen was not a dull or introverted person; he was quite cheerful. Now chatting so vigorously with a stranger, it was mainly because he felt lonely and needed company. After all, there were only two people in the company, and the other was the boss. Although Wang Yan was easy to talk to, he was ultimately the superior, so he couldn't let go. And the most critical thing was that he didn't dare to ask about some problems he didn't know or couldn't solve, always scratching his head for a long time before daring to speak, for fear of being scolded.

And in this half month, he had also heard Wang Yan interview many people. It wasn't that Wang Yan didn't like others, but that others didn't like their simple workshop. They didn't even talk about salary. He felt that the future didn't matter; only the money he got in the current stage was real. He thought the best thing was that Wang Yan gave money straightforwardly and kept his word.

He had chatted with Chen Yang for more than ten minutes and felt that Chen Yang was easy to talk to and his ability was much stronger than his own. It was normal to reveal his treatment, which was also the reason why Ma Zichen was embarrassed.

Then, on this basis, Chen Yang had a judgment. And the most critical thing was that he had come early to see this small workshop and hadn't left. Whether it was out of politeness or something else, at least he had a plan in his heart.

As expected, Chen Yang nodded: "Brother, I think your place is also very good."

He had indeed heard Ma Zichen talk about the treatment before, and after a brief contact with Wang Yan, he felt that this boss was not bad, and that kid's attitude added up to more than ten thousand, which was generous.

"Good, so how about the salary?"

"Hmm..." Chen Yang mused, swept a glance at Ma Zichen who was listening vigorously, and tentatively said: "Eighteen?"

Wang Yan said: "Pre-tax or post-tax?"

"Pre..." Chen Yang hummed, ultimately not confident: "Tax?"

"Can do, when can you join?" Wang Yan didn't ask how much he earned before, but it was probably around fifteen or sixteen. He should have been jumping to a big company, but it was likely he didn't succeed.

The reason he increased the salary and didn't look for people with less experience was that after a few days of fermentation, those agents who experienced it for free had already felt the power, and some had already paid to occupy the position. In more than thirty cities, Wang Yan earned two hundred thousand. Of course, he was the law-abiding Wang Mou, and this money was invoiced and taxed as the company's main business income.

In order to ensure competitiveness, Wang Yan would well execute the condition of only three people per city. Even if someone wanted to enjoy it exclusively, he would agree as long as they were willing to pay, but so far no such iron-headed person had appeared.

"Now." Chen Yang patted the backpack beside him: "The computer is with me."

"Okay, then you sit beside him." Wang Yan pointed to the empty seat beside Ma Zichen: "Choose whatever else needs to be equipped. You also have a quota of fifteen thousand. Let's add each other on WeChat, and send it to me after you choose."

Chen Yang grinned: "Alright."

After adding WeChat, Chen Yang sat in his seat, took out his computer, took out his phone, and started shopping there.

Wang Yan glanced at it. Chen Yang was much richer than Ma Zichen. He used the latest top-spec iPhone himself, and it looked like his life was quite good. Coming to his grass-roots team was probably for freedom? Otherwise, it was like Ma Zichen, just passing through for a while.

Of course, no matter what he thought, he didn't care, as long as he could do the work well, nothing else mattered.

Ignoring the two of them, Wang Yan started working.

He was making a voice translation and input software, two-way translation of multiple languages. Although there were professional machines and other applications released long ago, his software was of course stronger than theirs. The essence of translation lies in faith, expressiveness, and elegance. Although it was ultimately not strong artificial intelligence and still an idiot, it was an idiot far beyond other idiots.

He also thoughtfully made a function that was useless but could attract attention and eyeballs: real-time translation of dialects. Of course, the accuracy in the early stage was basically zero, but later, with the expansion of the dialect library, it could still recognize most dialects. The difficult point lay in "ten miles, different sounds"; this was the fatal part. For a single language family as a whole, it was not a big problem.

It was just that this function of his was somewhat sorry for the Mandarin that the country had vigorously promoted for decades. Of course, users wouldn't feel anything; it was just for freshness.

After Chen Yang scratched his head for a long time, he called Wang Yan: "Brother Yan, sent it over, you take a look."

"Good."

Responding, Wang Yan opened his phone and looked at the JD link he sent over.

As expected, Chen Yang also chose an iPhone, but the difference was that he chose an all-in-one machine. It was a mid-spec one of more than ten thousand, and he added another monitor, which was a few yuan short of fifteen thousand, holding it firmly.

After sighing, Wang Yan placed the order, arriving tomorrow.

As usual, Wang Yan found the source code he wrote for Chen Yang to familiarize himself with, while he himself continued to be busy.

Another week passed, and it was Friday. Wang Yan, who was working, received an unexpected message from the system.

"Some audience of 'All is Well': Venting."

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, because this was not a plot character, but "some audience". It was his first time seeing it. He hadn't watched "All is Well", but he knew Su Daqiang, who was popular for a while, especially "hand-ground coffee". He didn't expect that the resentment of "some audience" would be so awesome that it could reach his system's living father. Then one could imagine how annoying this drama was.

Because there was nothing else to do, only the translation software on hand, and he wasn't in a hurry, Wang Yan directly took out his headphones, plugged them into the computer, logged in as a member, and watched the TV series.

"All is Well" tells the story of...

After two-plus days, on Sunday afternoon, Wang Yan finished watching the 46-episode TV series. As for the feeling, there was nothing special, just so-so. He surfed the internet for a while, looked at some related evaluations, and after analysis, Wang Yan had a count in his heart.

As for this mission, just research the plot characters inside, nothing big.

After dinner and a stroll, after Wei Lan was fast asleep, Wang Yan sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the cat curiously watching him and the sleeping dog.

Pulled out the panel, operated and selected,

a mysterious blue light flashed... ===== CHAPTER 264 =====