Chapter 409

"Morning, Brother Yan."

"Boss."

Another familiar greeting that comes every day. Wang Yan smiled and put his computer bag on his workstation, washed his cup and made tea as usual: "Xiao Ma, how is your development going?"

"Still a bit off, another week, want to take a look?"

Wang Yan nodded, pulled the chair and sat behind him, looking at the Android software with only functions and a rough operation interface on the computer. There is no such thing as UI design with him; his technology is enough, his aesthetics are online, and when it's almost done, he will tinker with it himself for a while, and there is not much workload.

After watching for a while, he patted the young man on the shoulder: "Fine, not bad. As long as the functions are realized and the operation is smooth, don't consider anything else. After it goes online, iterate slowly, keep working hard."

Actually, Ma Zichen's work is not very difficult, because the core function code was long ago encapsulated by Wang Yan, this old partner, and the function modules were also worked overtime by Chen Yang and Xu Haifeng. What Ma Zichen has to do is to put these things together according to a certain logic to realize various functions. Ma Zichen is at least a professional, and after working for a year, he is capable of this little thing.

After encouraging a few more words and giving the kid a shot of chicken blood, solving the problems of several others, Wang Yan sat at his workstation and continued his work.

To tell the truth, he still has a lot of work. Hand-rubbing Body-Strengthening Pills is one aspect, and copying data is one aspect. He also has a set of new artificial intelligence programming languages suitable for current computers; if developed, the current functions can be 20% stronger. It's just that at the beginning, he hadn't developed this new language, and the original core codes were all written in existing programming languages. As a result, until now, they have accumulated more and more, and he is even less willing to develop them.

In addition, he has to develop an application to sell Body-Strengthening Pills. Now that he has made a name for himself, after it is developed, he just needs to recommend this application to each other. No need to actively call him to order medicine, saving a lot of trouble. Of course, it's the Android side, not "getting a shot," that's too dark.

It's just that if he only sells Body-Strengthening Pills, developing an application is somewhat inappropriate because it's too monotonous. But on the other hand, his customers now are all old men and old ladies, and there are few people of other ages, so a single function is not a bad thing.

As for opening an online store, he didn't think about it, because it didn't fit his idea. On one hand, there is an account period, which delays him from making money. On the other hand, it's better to recommend the single-function application directly to the current customers than to recommend the online store; spending that effort is redundant.

Of course, it's mainly because he has the conditions here; developing an application is not very laborious, and he can play however he wants. And he will have more products facing users in the future, so he can also change this medicine-selling one into his official application. In general, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Brother, that... I want to ask, is the salary and treatment you mentioned true?"

Looking at the slightly nervous little girl in front of him, Wang Yan stopped thinking about those things and nodded with a smile: "Of course, there is no performance requirement, eight to five, five insurances and one fund are all paid, five thousand in hand, and a meal at noon."

This is the condition he clearly wrote on the recruitment website. Compared to work that is just making calls and sending express delivery without technical content, his salary and treatment are absolutely enough, and even exceed many. After all, his five insurances and one fund are paid according to the actual salary, which is equivalent to more than six thousand before tax. Even in a big first-tier city like Lin'an, compared to the work, there shouldn't be anyone like him. You know, for a player like Ma Zichen who has certain skills, the requirement during the interview is only eight thousand before tax, so this treatment is already very good.

The girl interviewing in front of him is named Ning Jiahui, a bit thin, dyed yellow hair, average looks, can be seen. Although she is only twenty-one years old, her experience is quite rich: dropped out of junior high school, washed people's hair in a barbershop, worked as a worker on a factory assembly line, and worked as a waiter in a restaurant. Her nervousness is because she has already suffered the bitterness of having no diploma and is not sure if such good conditions can really fall on her. Otherwise, with her experience, she would mostly likely not be afraid of this or that.

As for why she dropped out of school, whether it was being a little sister and messing around, poor family conditions, or some messy things at home, he doesn't care; as long as she can do the work clearly, it's fine.

Ning Jiahui looked at the little boss in front of her suspiciously and pondered: "Then when can I work?"

"If you have no problem, anytime." Wang Yan took out the contract with a smile and pushed it in front of her: "This is the labor contract, it's written clearly on it. That... Liu Liping, right? You also take a look; what I said to her, you should have heard it too. This work has no difficulty; it's just answering and making calls. Didn't you sell insurance before? It's all about the same. As for the salary, you two are the same, both five thousand in hand."

Liu Liping stood up in response and took the contract from Wang Yan's hand. She is thirty, has a junior college degree, and got married and had children before. Because neither side had elderly people, she stayed at home for a few years, and now that the child is in kindergarten, she came out to find work to subsidize the family. She also has to get off work early to pick up the child and then go home to cook, which is quite difficult. It's just that she met a good boss like Wang Mouren; otherwise, it would be tough to find work.

So as expected, the two didn't hesitate, signed the contract directly, and started working directly.

Computers, phones, etc., were all prepared long ago, and Wang Yan even adjusted the software that automatically made harassment calls, separating one specifically to call Guangdong Province. There is really no difficulty; the customers have all been screened once, and most of them can accept the price and have some ideas about health products. So Wang Yan just made a few calls in front of the two, taught them some scripts and techniques, and that was it; he let them make the calls themselves. If this one doesn't buy, change to the next one; there is no performance pressure, and it's easy.

Of course, in order to avoid slacking off, he also told the two very clearly that the number of calls made and the duration of the calls were all counted. It's considered a preventive shot; there is no requirement, but don't fool him, this good boss.

They didn't go out to eat at noon. Wang Yan ordered a meal at a restaurant that was quite good, welcoming the two female comrades to join, and everyone ate together at the company.

The disappointment of the male comrades was naturally there; they had seriously studied it for a while before, saying they wanted to find good-looking ones. Now it's good, both female comrades are average, not to mention one has a four-year-old child.

With two people specifically making calls and shipping, Wang Yan was much more relaxed, and the speed of making money was faster. He suspended the work of copying data and turned to develop the application for selling medicine. At the same time, he had to make time to go to the rented house to rub medicine pills, which was also quite tiring.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. During this time, he caught up with the weekend, and he couldn't see it; the ones he saw couldn't be afforded. Day by day, he looked at the increasingly long table, frowning.

Wei Lan stepped on the chair with one foot, propped her chin on her knees, and one hand kept flipping the mouse wheel: "You say why is this house so hard to buy?"

"Poor."

"Brother, you earn hundreds of thousands a month, and you're still poor?"

"That's only earning hundreds of thousands for a few months; any house is six or seven million, isn't it poor? If I were really not poor, I would buy thirty sets in one breath, make a table, change one every day, then you would have difficulty choosing?"

Wang Yan browsed his phone, checked it a few times to confirm there was no problem, and continued to operate on the computer.

"Hey, forget it, look slowly; isn't there still two months? I'll look again..."

The further back you look, the harder it is to buy; this is certain. Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, you look slowly. Come, give me your computer, I'll make you a video."

"Why so active today?" Wei Lan pushed the computer over casually, then was stunned for a moment and said: "Is it because the random restaurant selection application you mentioned before is the best, so you want to advertise?"

"Smart."

The actual progress was a few days behind the week Ma Zichen said, and then he went out himself, changed some unreasonable places, and adjusted the appearance. It has been online for a few days, but the download volume is only a few people in their own company, which is very pitiful. Today he made another adjustment, and only then did he start to advertise.

"Can you search it in the app store? Let this product manager see if there are any improvements."

"There is no 'getting a shot,' it will take until next month to be done. Now there is only the Android side, here, take my phone and look."

Handing the phone over casually, Wang Yan talked to Wei Lan about the problems of this software while editing with the existing materials. If he thought some places were not good enough, he would grab the cat and dog to shoot a segment on the spot, and finally, he and Wei Lan matched the cat and dog with sound copy, and also filmed the software that was already done on the phone. It was three minutes long, a little story about the cat and dog not knowing what to eat.

This time Wang Yan was attentive, even more serious than the first one he made for Wei Lan in the Wong Kar-wai style. After all, it's advertising; although he knows he can't make a lot of money, the attitude must be in place.

It was already midnight when he finished these, and after it was released, the two exercised as usual and lay on the bed brewing sleepiness.

"Resign and work with me."

"Alright."

"So straightforward?"

"Otherwise?" Wei Lan stroked the muscles with a good feel: "Compared to you, the little bit I earn a month doesn't have much effect. Before, I thought that in case you failed, I would have a job, and we two could live. Who would have thought, you earn hundreds of thousands a month, and it looks stable, so why should I suffer there? Isn't it good to be a boss's wife?"

The reason he asked Wei Lan to resign was also because Wang Yan noticed her recent abnormality. It was still the sense of inequality; although he had said it before, Wei Lan was still uncomfortable. She was considered an independent woman, not climbing, not vain, not materialistic. But now that it was time to look at houses, she still felt the gap realistically, without a sense of participation. She didn't say it, but it didn't mean she didn't think about it.

Although Wei Lan might have nothing to do when she goes to the company now, she is just making calls and selling medicine, or going to process medicinal materials with him, which is better than being like this now.

As for the surprise of having enough money to buy a house, forget it. After all, as long as Wei Lan goes, she will know the profit of the Body-Strengthening Pills, so where would there be any surprise?

Wang Yan nodded, hugged Wei Lan and found a comfortable position: "Hmm, then it's settled, resign tomorrow, sleep."

Wei Lan naturally did what she said, resigned the next day, but she had a project in her hand, so she still had to hand it over, and finally decided to leave at the end of the month.

And the medicine-selling application Wang Yan developed before was also developed. After all, the function was single, just a real-name registration, filling in the shipping address, buying medicine and paying money, and then cooperating with invoice issuance, express list printing, and more sharing and inventory display, without much workload, and it was done in a few days.

Now the two new female comrades are, on one hand, developing new customers, and on the other hand, visiting old customers, guiding these elderly people to download the application and bind it.

After this period, the previous customers have all downloaded it, which is perfect. Next is waiting for these enthusiastic old men and old ladies to share with their old friends of the same level and their children.

As for Ma Zichen's software for what to eat today, it can only be said to be not bad...

"Wife, what to eat at noon?" Another Saturday, Zhang Lei and his girlfriend Li Yuxin, who woke up when the sun was high, each held a mobile phone and finally felt the hunger in their stomachs.

Li Yuxin browsed Douyin: "Whatever."

A very classic answer, Zhang Lei gave an "Ouch": "Eating is really difficult; we have eaten almost everything nearby, and I feel uncomfortable when I think about eating."

"Or should we cook something?"

"Don't want to move."

Li Yuxin gave an "Hmm," continued to browse her phone, very coincidentally, of course, if it weren't coincidental, it had to be coincidental, she happened to brush to the new video of Wei Lan's account, watching with relish: "This time is quite long, hey, you say how are those cats and dogs raised? How can they be so cute?"

Zhang Lei glanced at the dog sleeping with its eyes closed by the bed: "I don't believe they are really so obedient; it must be accidental. Just this ancestor of ours, don't you know? It's not much stronger than ours; it's just that people know how to film."

Li Yuxin curled her lips, continued to watch the interaction between the cat and dog in the phone, and listened to the sound coming from the phone. After watching from beginning to end, she operated the phone to go to the app store while talking to her boyfriend beside her: "This person recommended a software for randomly selecting restaurants; I think it's quite interesting. Don't browse anymore, wait for me to see how it works, let's try this."

"It's for rotten money, what's good about it."

"Let's see, she doesn't have a link here; it says it was developed by the blogger's boyfriend, a friendly promotion."

She happened to be an Android machine, and soon, she searched, downloaded, registered, and logged in, all in one go. Entering the page, a roulette wheel of just the right size came into view, and behind it was a map.

Clicking on that roulette wheel, a window appeared, which was a taste selection. Roughly the taste sensing, including personal preferences, was quite sound, not many choices, very fast, and didn't delay things.

After finishing, a prompt to start random selection appeared in the interface, and there was a checkbox for whether to take out below, of course, start directly.

Between the roulette wheel turning, faster and faster, faster and faster, finally an effect of throwing out the map passed, the map gradually changed from small to large, positioning at a bridge-crossing rice noodle shop three kilometers away. At the same time, two circular icons floated above the positioning, a blue Ele. me and a yellow Meituan.

"This is quite interesting; you know that rice noodle we ate a few times before? It went directly to that one. Let's eat this rice noodle; I ordered it."

As she spoke, she clicked the Meituan icon at random, and even pretended to ask if she wanted to jump. After she clicked, the screen changed, automatically opened Meituan, and went directly to the takeout of that shop.

After choosing and paying, she exited Meituan, returned to "What to eat today," and clicked again; the screen prompted, please come back in the evening.

Li Yuxin:...

It was just to make the existence of this software a bit meaningful that it was set up like this. Otherwise, people who don't know what to eat, after opening it, will always think about randomizing a few more times, and then slowly firm up what they want to eat today; why bother? Isn't that giving people who don't know what to eat another chance to not know what to eat? Worthless.

Wei Lan's 300,000+ followers, a video with millions of views, a newly risen pet blogger with two-digit likes, still has some strength. So after the advertisement, for a period of time, the download volume reached a peak, which was not bad, and Ma Zichen was overjoyed.

Busy for a month, it was another month of harvest. With two female comrades making calls and shipping, they started to open up the Guangdong market, and sales reached a new high, going up to a higher level. Adding the income of the software company, the income of this month grew explosively, reaching more than 700,000.

It is also that the customers now have started small-scale fission. If there are no accidents, next month it should be easy to light up the achievement of earning one million a month in the real world.

Of course, it is not without a price, that is, the time he spends rubbing medicine pills is getting longer and longer. So he plans to stabilize like this after reaching one million, and those who want to buy will have to queue, which is considered hunger marketing. Of course, it's not that he did it on purpose; it's mainly that the top priority now is to buy a house and get married, and increasing production is a matter for later. Anyway, he is not in a hurry.

It was also at this time that the news of the "Living Father" arrived on time.

"Water Margin Zhang Laosi: Want to eat."

This task is just like that; Wang Yan has no feeling, but like the previous Embroidered Spring Blade, it is basically equal to no restraint, which is quite good. And there is Pan Jinlian, and Li Shishi, which is not bad.

As for the problem of martial arts value inside, he estimates himself that it shouldn't be too different. Of course, this must be based on Lu Zhishen uprooting the weeping willow, which is a small sapling. Otherwise, the power of tens of thousands of jin when swinging both arms, and swinging a big mouth, could kill him, Wang Mouren, which is a bit exaggerated. After all, the Living Father will rationalize it, so he is not very worried.

Immediately stopping what he was doing, he opened the video software and searched for Water Margin. There were two versions, one old and one new, and he watched the old one. It was mainly because he had watched the old version before, so he just fast-forwarded it; after all, he knew about the things on Liang Shan, so he just reviewed the general plot. It was mainly to look at the materials of that time and understand the situation at that time.

So this time, it didn't take several days as usual, but directly set off to the study after Wei Lan was fast asleep at night, pulled out the panel, and operated to choose...

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