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Chapter 21 - The World Belongs to Oneself

Mu Xiaomei opened her eyes and looked at Li Zhi, blinking and smiling. "Why don't you pursue Fang Guoxiang and help her correct those 'bad' hobbies?" "I think a girl like her must have been traumatized in her childhood, but she's still young, and there's hope for her to be saved!"

"What?" Li Zhi was puzzled.

Mu Xiaomei looked at Li Zhi with a smile in the dim light, gazing at him with her large eyes. "Don't worry, I'll help you!"

Li Zhi rolled his eyes. He couldn't understand why he was being persuaded by a girl to pursue another girl, and this girl was even...

Oh, how the world has changed!

"Why are you sighing?" Based on my observation, let me tell you that Fang Guoxiang is not ugly at all; she has a good figure. She just likes to wear loose, neutral clothes to cover up her figure and her height.

Mu Xiaomei lay on Li Zhi's chest and started analyzing Fang Guoxiang for him. In short, despite having some issues, there is still hope for her to be treated.

"Hey, are you sleeping?" I'm talking to you. Mu Xiaomei saw Li Zhi closing his eyes and not saying a word, so she pushed him.

Without opening his eyes, Li Zhi turned over, hugged her, and muttered, "Stop talking nonsense." "It's late. Go to sleep!"

Mu Xiaomei fell silent, lying on her side, looking at Li Zhi's face with her big eyes, her long eyelashes blinking intermittently.

The room was very quiet, but next door, it was a bit noisy. After all, it's not a large hotel, and the soundproofing is not that great!

That night, Mu Xiaomei didn't know how long it took her to fall asleep. She thought about a lot of things, but the next day, when she woke up, she had forgotten everything she had thought about the night before.

Li Zhi also didn't fall asleep until late at night, his mind preoccupied with the question of creating a "robot." The "Starry I9 Intelligent Manufacturing Factory" system could definitely produce robots, even though no one had told him. He had the answers in his heart, and he could even elevate the intelligence of the robots to a high level.

The problem was: Did Li Zhi have enough money? The various components, equipment, machinery, and energy needed to create robots were not readily available. It required a huge investment from Li Zhi.

In short, the "Starry I9 Intelligent Manufacturing Factory" could produce robots, but did Li Zhi have the money?

All in all, Li Zhi only had a "small workshop" valued at one hundred thousand yuan, a brand-new Great Wall pickup truck worth one hundred and twenty thousand yuan, and one hundred and thirty thousand yuan in cash, with one hundred thousand still owed to Mu Xiaomei.

Ambitious, but lacking resources.

So, the most important thing for Li Zhi now was to make money. For example, set a small goal to make "one million."

In the morning, Mu Xiaomei woke up earlier than Li Zhi.

"You're awake." "Did I wake you up?" Mu Xiaomei asked apologetically. She had already finished washing up in the bathroom.

Li Zhi shook his head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was only six o'clock, still early. He leaned against the head of the bed, propped up by a pillow, and asked with a smile, "Are you leaving early because you have something to do?"

Mu Xiaomei blushed and nodded, explaining, "Yes, I made plans with my dorm mates to go shopping today."

Going shopping at six in the morning? Li Zhi found it hard to believe.

But Li Zhi didn't ask. If she wanted to do something, she could do it. There was no need to explain it to him. She had the autonomy to do as she pleased.

"Do you need me to walk you there?"

"No, it's close." "I can walk back by myself!" Mu Xiaomei shook her head after getting dressed.

Li Zhi nodded. "Be careful on your way back!"

"I know." "Are you going back today?" Mu Xiaomei seemed hesitant and said softly, "If you're leaving today, remember to call me often when you have time." "By the way, your number won't change again, will it?"

"When it changes, I'll let you know." You're my creditor, after all. I have to be responsible for you! Li Zhi said with a smile.

Mu Xiaomei left!

After Mu Xiaomei left, Li Zhi took a shower, checked out of the room, and found a nearby breakfast shop. He had breakfast and then hailed a taxi from the roadside, heading straight back to Yutou Island Village.

He had originally planned to enjoy himself in the city for a couple of days, but in the end, he realized that there wasn't much fun there. There were no friends to hang out with, and no entertainment to be had. It was better to return to Yutou Island Village, where he could oversee his factory. Although the factory was run-down, it gave Li Zhi a sense of belonging.

By the time he arrived at Yutou Island Village, it was already past eight o'clock.

"Why did you come back?" "Weren't you supposed to play in the city for two days?" Dong Xiaorou looked at Li Zhi, puzzled.

Li Zhi grinned and said, "Of course, it's because I missed you too much." A day without seeing you feels like three autumns have passed. "I've missed you so much." He opened his arms and said, "Aren't you moved?" "Come and give your boss a hug!"

Dong Xiaorou rolled her eyes and muttered, "You're incorrigible," then turned and walked away.

"No sense of humor!" Li Zhi touched his nose, feeling a bit embarrassed. He walked over and asked with a smile, "Why are you the only one in the factory?" "Where's Hei Zi?"

"He just drove the gas tank and the tools for the stall to the beach at the village entrance." "He'll be back soon."

"Are you setting up the stall today?" Li Zhi had originally planned to close the "stall."

Dong Xiaorou said coldly, "The fish meatballs produced by the factory are currently only sold through retail." "If we don't set up the stall, will you have the money to pay our salaries?"

The fish meatballs produced by the factory were delicious and reasonably priced, but the market had not yet opened. Without sales channels, they couldn't convert the products into revenue and instead had to store them in the factory.

If they set up a stall at the village entrance, they could make as much money in a day as they did two days ago, or even a third of that amount.

Money, money, money!

Every aspect required money, from factory renovations to packaging equipment and advertising.

"Did you change the name of the factory to 'Xiaorou Food Factory'?" Dong Xiaorou suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked at Li Zhi.

Li Zhi chuckled. It was definitely Hei Zi who had told her. "Yes, I feel that the name is quite catchy."

He had thought that Dong Xiaorou would be angry when she heard about it, but it didn't happen as he had imagined. Instead of getting angry, she calmly said to Li Zhi, "The name of the factory has nothing to do with me, and I have no control over it." "But because I work here, if you change the name of the factory to that, it will not be good for your reputation!"

Dong Xiaorou was considering Li Zhi's reputation. She was afraid that if the name spread, people outside would gossip about Li Zhi, and her reputation in the village, after all, was not that good.

Li Zhi was taken aback and said with a smile, "Let others say what they want." Can listening to others' words fill your stomach? Have you heard the poem written by Yang Jiang when she was a hundred years old?

We once yearned so much for the ups and downs of fate, only to find in the end that the most wonderful scenery in life is the calm and composure of the heart. We once longed so much for recognition from the outside world, only to realize in the end that the world belongs to oneself and has nothing to do with others.

"The world belongs to oneself and has nothing to do with others!" Li Zhi said with a smile.

"Perhaps," Dong Xiaorou murmured thoughtfully.

At that moment, Hei Zi returned in his car!

"I'm going to set up a stall at the village entrance with Sister Dong." "You take care of the factory!" Li Zhi gave instructions and then called Dong Xiaorou to get in the car.

Although it was a pickup truck, it was still a car.