After entering June, the new product walkman of the Green Leaf Society encountered a new barrier, some companies that produce old-fashioned jukeboxes boycotted the 'music box', the record company affiliated to the Imperial Opera House sent a document requesting the formal termination of the cooperative relationship, and the Bellman Publishing Group, which maintains a close cooperative relationship with the Green Leaf Society, is also facing serious questions.

For this reason, the Green Leaf Society held a special meeting to discuss how to deal with this matter, and even Irina was shocked and personally presided over the meeting.

Just when everyone was discussing the solution, Duchamp and Goode came from the school sweating profusely and vetoed everyone's previous countermeasures: "Whether it is resorting to law to investigate the responsibility for breach of contract, or looking for political backers, it is not the solution to the problem of the Green Leaf Society, the essence of the Green Leaf Society is,"

Duchamp paused for a moment before he waved his hand down forcefully, "Innovation." ”

He took out two samples from his backpack and showed them to everyone: "This is an external device that allows consumers who have already bought a jukebox to connect to the music box with a little modification." In addition, this can be installed inside the jukebox. The former we can sell to consumers, and the latter goes directly to negotiate with the jukebox manufacturer to sell it to them. With such technology, the manufacturers of jukeboxes will definitely think that they have maintained the traditional market and taken advantage of the new technology, and the so-called alliance will collapse in an instant. ”

Such a storm was expected by Duchamp, how could other people's jobs be smashed so easily.

Duchamp originally expected the technical department to come up with a solution, but now the technical department, in order to maintain the existing production technology and product quality supervision of several major products, is already exhausted, how can there be time to study new products.

"It's not okay to go on like this!" Duchamp thought worriedly.

Recruiting people is naturally a convenient way to solve this problem. And the green leaf club has indeed been recruiting, after last winter's hard public relations, supplemented to a full ten students of Lulei University of Technology, in addition, also recruited a lot of apprentices and marketing personnel, now the company's employees have been close to 100 people, weekdays scattered in the production area and customers, not obvious, when it comes to the meeting, the first floor can not even stand.

It seems that it is time to instill the essence of some large enterprises in the previous life, if you can't do Apple, you have to do it to the level of Huawei Haier.

Duchamp silently wrote two words in the work plan: 'training'. Seeing the crowdedness of the office, he wrote two more words: 'New office location'.

While the shareholders were there, Duchamp consulted his ideas with them.

"It's certainly a good thing that Stellary has to train its employees themselves, but it's also unlikely that they'll have much time to train, and they can only do it every Friday at the wrap-up meeting." As soon as Serta said this, Duchamp frowned, how could he have time to take it out on Friday.

Since the time is not coincidental, let's write a booklet and distribute one to each employee. Duchamp reluctantly chose to compromise.

"And what are your thoughts on expanding your office space?"

Serta frowned, she had been talking about this for a long time. "It would have been nice to be able to rent another house in the neighborhood, but lately, there have been no suitable houses for rent."

Irina put forward a different opinion: "In my opinion, the current environment of the Green Leaf Society is not suitable for office at all, after all, this is a residential area, not like an international company, and you should find a piece of land near the square area to build your own office building." ”

Duchamp secretly teased: "A building like the Lane Ford Society, after it is built, the company should go bankrupt, and then my brother can only change his career from a high-tech company to make health care products." ”

When it came to building a house, he suddenly thought of the cheap house he picked up in the old neighborhood, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"In my opinion, it is better to find someone else's old property in the city to renovate it, as long as the office area is expanded to three times the current one, it will be enough for the company." He asked hopefully, "What do you think?" ”

Irina pouted: "This kind of small thing, whatever you want." ”

Duchamp happily went to find Emma.

"Buying a big, cheap property like a yard, I get it." Emma flashed a determined gaze. Because she is now the office director and assistant to the president, Duchamp quietly increased her salary by another two thousand meters, and this part of the expenses was transferred from Duchamp's salary, so Emma is more motivated to work, and if the detection can show loyalty, it is estimated that it has exploded.

"Styry, I found out you have a quirk!" After stepping out of the door of the Green Leaf Society, Goode smiled hesitantly.

"What?" Duchamp was nervous for a while, could it be that his brother's blackened side was discovered by him.

"I just love to toss the house. The spring warm house has been built and built, expanded and expanded, and now even the basement has been tossed, and Emma is asked to buy a big yard, ready to toss again. ”

Goode raised an eyebrow, "I'm right." ”

Duchamp scoffed: "Now is the time for the population to flock to the city, the land in the city is still cheap, you will see it again in a few years, is it still at this price." Besides, if you don't toss how to get a good house, does Chun Nuanju feel different now? ”

When it comes to Chun Nuanju, Goode has to admire: "You can toss." ”

While talking, the two returned to the small courtyard of Chun Nuanju. Without saying a few words to the three children, Duchamp hurried to the basement to harvest the crops, and Goode dutifully went to help the three children with their homework.

The so-called crops are the conductive force collection system after Duchamp's transformation. He added two new 'batteries' to the guide workbench, one of which could store the guide force collected by the six guide sources in the basement for a week. The two energy storage tanks take turns to charge the battery, which continuously ensures the energy storage of the conductive workbench. With enough energy, the conductive workbench enters full working state again.

Duchamp opened the door of his dedicated studio, took out the guide workbench, replaced the reservoir connection, and after giving the order to continue the production of the Wolf Zero, he carefully closed the door of the studio again.

In the area demarcated in the basement, he and Goode each have a dedicated workshop. The one used by Duchamp himself was set up with layers of security measures. Even if Thief B came in person, he might not be able to take something from it.

After the 1,200 wolf Zero was taken by Goethe, it quickly came into the hands of the buyers, and the Northland mercenary group set off a craze for equipping tactical power guides.

A few days ago, Goethe sent another letter with a dark meaning, meaning that Duchamp was asked to contact the next batch of goods, and it was estimated that there would be buyers. At the same time, it is implied that another sum of money has been transferred to the account of Crossbell International Bank.

In addition, there is another content in the letter to ask Duchamp, which probably means, 'There is too much money, how to spend it appropriately'.

The total profit of Patek Philippe's two auctions this year reached 76 million meters, which is 38 million according to the proportion of donations, plus Duchamp's resale of tactical guides and generous donations of 40% of the profits, the total donation reached 55 million.

And according to the report of the return of the church in Nurias, only 20 million meters per year are needed to maintain the leafy lunch program. Fried asked Duchamp, what to do with the money?

There is still a time when the money is not spent! Duchamp laughed self-deprecatingly, opened the secret statement in the middle of the letter, and examined it carefully.

Goethe transferred 7.6 million mila to Duchamp's account from the dividends he was entitled to from the two jewelry auctions, in addition to 4 million mira from the tactical guide business, plus 55,000 yuan.

Whatever he calculated, Duchamp himself couldn't help but be taken aback, his total deposit had exceeded half a billion, and he was one step closer to that task.

"Tut, the daughter is gone, and she will come back." Duchamp twisted his ass a few times, carefully locked the basement door, and walked up the steps to join the queue of tutors for the bear children.

Harry and Millie's academic performance was also a headache, Duchamp had never met their parents, only heard that the surname was Afelai, and it was said that they originally belonged to a small mercenary group, but later disbanded for unknown reasons.

The old machete had a good eye for people, and found that Mrs. Afelai's cooking skills were not bad, and tried his best to persuade them to join the Green Forest Mercenary Group, and the two were unwilling to continue to take risks after having children, so they joined the relatively comfortable Green Forest Mercenary Group.

After Lu went to Julai, Green Forest is now presided over by Ah Wu, with the guiding force dojo as the appeal, and gradually became famous among the mercenaries of Pvenis.

The children of these mercenaries are basically the same, except for the lack of motivation to go to school, they have no self-education for other things.

Within a few days of the basement workshop being repaired, they made several bladed knives out of scraps, and carried them one by one in the courtyard to slash at each other, scaring Duchamp half to death.

Under Duchamp's repeated temptation and persuasion, he switched to training with wooden sticks and knives.

When Duchamp went up, Goode was seriously checking their studies at school one by one and patiently tutoring them.

Although the homework of the three of them is very average, they still continue to give various praises.

The three of them were distracted by Goode's lecture while fighting with each other, and the older Aggie was one against the other.

Duchamp took a few looks, and was surprised to find that the three of them were not messing around, and Millie, who was only 9 years old, also used a set of hand-to-hand short combat methods in a decent manner.

He leaned in and asked, "Millie, what trick are you using?" ”

"I don't know, Mom taught me." Millie replied crisply.

It seems that Mrs. Afelai, whom she has never met, is not a vegetarian either.

Duchamp was in a good mood as the black workshop was going well, and he happily asked the three little ones, "Is there anything special lately?" ”

"Yes, we will soon have another fat aunt and a little girl in our family." Aggie laughed deliciously.

Nani? Duchamp and Goode raised their heads suddenly, and Chuck, the butcher, blushed shyly and said, "Don't listen to Aggie's nonsense, there is no shadow." ”

Oh, that's a story. Duchamp hurriedly motioned to Aggie to come and listen.

Without waiting for Aggie to speak, Millie stood up and broke the news with sharp teeth. "Uncle Chuck met a single beautiful woman who sold vegetables in the market, and the two chatted very well, and Uncle Chuck had to cut off a piece of the meat he sold every day and give it to the lady, and he had been giving it away for more than half a month."

"No, no, I just see that their family is more difficult, so I just help them." Chuck hurriedly pleaded.

"Uncle Chuck, don't try to quibble, quibbling is admitting." Aggie posed on the couch looking up at the stars, "That's what Stellary said!" ”

A large crowd in the room burst into laughter.

Everyone lied Chuck's last bit of scandal and finally went to sleep satisfied.

As the saying goes, good things come in pairs, and under the influence of all kinds of good news, Duchamp had a sweet dream all night, and the next morning he got up in good spirits to prepare for the work of the guide table, and then went to class.

Opening the door of the underground workshop, Duchamp first looked into the finished basket and found that there were 40 more tactical guides, and he couldn't help but yearn for Goethe's next batch of orders.

He was about to put away the guide workbench, but unexpectedly noticed that there was a green hint flashing on it. Duchamp hurriedly turned on the display screen and looked at it, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed.

"The Smart Brain project has been developed and currently meets the following functions: brain domain mapping, basic logic, information management, adaptive docking of external devices, application software development, security precautions, voice entertainment, etc."

Brain! The name looks more advanced than a computer.

Duchamp hurriedly clicked in to see how high the production cost of Zhizhi Brain was.

On the manufacturing interface, computers with different configurations and functions are displayed on the screen, and since it is a self-developed project, all product names have yet to be confirmed. Duchamp thought for a moment and named all desktop computers 'desks', portable computers 'notebooks', and the first notebook model named 'Xiaobai'.

"Xiaobai 1 notebook project established, the parameters have been confirmed, the required materials: 1200 grams of Semria stone, 8000 grams of black iron, 500 grams of mythril, 420 grams of copper essence, 1500 grams of W alloy, 70,000 dazzling wafers, 100,000 standard memory, and other ordinary materials are as follows......"

Duchamp stared at the '1200 grams of Semria stone' at the beginning, and almost stared out his eyes.

This rare super-iron material has always been a scarce commodity, Duchamp made knives for himself, made military thorns for the road, and was not willing to use much, and it took more than a kilogram to build a computer, which was equivalent to contributing more than half of Duchamp's current inventory.

The greater the investment, the better the quality of the output, and maybe it can also be waterproof and fireproof.

Duchamp comforted himself in this way and clicked the make button. The guide workbench jumped out of some auxiliary facilities and began to work together.

Duchamp glanced at the progress of the work and found that he was so happy that he didn't even look at the time and details needed.

"Seven-day manufacturing cycle!" Duchamp couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

"Styry, where are you, ready to go to school!" Goode had gotten out of bed and was looking around for him.

Only then did Duchamp remember that with such a long manufacturing cycle, if the workbench was put away and only processed at night, wouldn't it be another waste of another twenty days.

I've always wanted to have a computer, but I can't wait.

He hesitated for a long time, and decided to take the small table to the white house and start work day and night.