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"Idiot!" Ko Gohon was greatly enraged and pushed the bodyguard to the ground. Then, he clasped his chest and stumbled to the sofa and sat down, dispiritedly saying, "This Hong Dali, what is he exactly… Damn it, why does everything that he does become so popular?! Why? Why?!"
After all, Ko Gohon wasn't a fool. He knew very clearly what it meant for the number of installations to pass the 10 million mark just after it was launched.
Though he wasn't very familiar with online novel websites, he at least understood one thing—this time, Hong Dali had grabbed the opportunity again. More than 10 million installations meant more than 10 million independent IP visits, and it totally couldn't be compared with the previous 3 million! 
What a pity he'd just invested 200 million and was planning to strike him down at one go. Alas, the 200 million had been thrown into the water without even a ripple being observed. And this lake water had turned from water to ice, completely frozen, definitely without even a hint of the money invested being seen…
As expected, after the bodyguard said this, he added, "Now the authors we poached can't stand it anymore and all want to go back there. Young Master, if they write a few hundred thousand words and just stop writing, or leave a lousy ending and just leave, the credibility of our website would be completely lost. Money… money… would probably not have much effect…"
To the authors, the flat fee did seem very nice. But that still couldn't be compared to the earnings from Zhong Dian website that had experienced a rapid increase of threefold of site traffic. Previously, they earned approximately 20 to 30 yuan per 1,000 words at Zhong Dian website. But now that there was the linking of the data from the smartphone reading app, the subscriptions would instantly increase by five to ten folds. And most importantly, the prospects were much better than writing at their site.
"No! No! I can't let this go, definitely can't!" After a short period of daze, what followed right after was absolute madness! Ko Gohon had always thought very highly of himself, so how was it possible that he'd just admit defeat like that? Thus, after he calmed down, Ko Gohon fiercely said, "Increase the writers' payment by 50%! This time, though Hong Dali is in the lead, even if I have to throw in money, I want to throw it till he collapses to the ground!"
"OK!" The bodyguard instantly replied.
"Also!" Ko Gohon continued, "Go and contact the software manufacturing company right away. Since he's made a smartphone reading app, we'll launch a reading software as well, called Fengyun Reads. Then, relay my instructions that whoever installs Fengyun Reads will be rewarded! I don't believe it. So what if he has good ideas? Even if I throw in money, I'll throw it till you die!"
"Yes!" The bodyguard instantly went out.
"Damn it, I don't believe Hong Dali can win me every single time, definitely don't!" Ko Gohon paced back and forth in his room. Just as he was still feeling dispirited, suddenly, his phone rang. Ko Gohon picked it up. It was an unknown number. He said harshly, "I'm not free now! Talk later if there's anything!"
"Gosh, Young Master Gohon, you're so busy?" Hong Dali's annoying voice sounded. "You aren't thinking of going back on your words, right?"
"Go back on my words? Go back on what words?" Ko Gohon angrily said, "I, Ko Gohon, never go back on my words!"
"Oh, a few days ago, didn't you say you still wanted to bet?" Hong Dali grinned, but what he said wasn't as pleasing to the ears. "I was thinking that it should be the online novel website's turn, but this time, it looks like I've won again. Um, those 50 Prime Minister Grade limousines, when are you going to give them to me?"
"Idiot!" Ko Gohon was furious as he screamed, "When did I say that…"
Alas, before he finished speaking, he heard Hong Dali curiously asking, "You haven't? That's weird. Then who was the one that said that in the audio recording in my phone? He clearly said that this time, we'd place a bet of 50 million. En, right, you were the one who said 'This time, I want to place a 50 million bet!', then I said 'I'm not interested in betting'. Actually, I was thinking that it wasn't very nice to win your cars like that. But alas, you said 'Rascal, you dare to look down on me!' and then 'I want to place a 50 million bet with you! 50 million!'."
Hong Dali mimicked Ko Gohon's voice very animatedly, and laughter sounded in the background from time to time.
"It's like this." And then, this fellow who couldn't wait to get bashed up for a hundred times continued, "Aiya, as the saying goes, if you're willing to bet, you should be willing to admit defeat… Forget it, it's really boring playing with such a retarded and untrustworthy fellow. Since Young Master Gohon doesn't have the courage to bet with me anymore, then forget it…"
"We'll bet then, but this time, don't be happy too early." Ko Gohon loudly said, "You haven't won yet, and I'll definitely not admit that you've won! This is just the first day, we'll wait and see!"
"Oh… Actually, I was just casually saying it." Hong Dali's voice was really infuriating. "Actually, if you don't admit it, then it's fine. Anyway, since the start, I never planned to bet on this…"
Ko Gohon berated, "Bet! We must bet! Hong Dali, you just wait! I, Ko Gohon, never go back on my words! If I say that I'm betting, I'm betting!"
"Really! Then OK…" Hong Dali calmly said, "But it has to have a time period. This thing doesn't look like it'll produce effects in the short run. Most importantly, it's how we determine whether it's a win or loss…"
"Two weeks!" Ko Gohon shouted. "Two weeks later, we'll see whose amount of updated works on our website is the highest! The person with the most number of books updated within three days wins!"
"Alright then… Honestly, why do you like gambling so much? I hate gamblers." Hong Dali's tone was as if he were asking an old friend how he was doing. "Oh right, Young Master Gohon, have your bodyguards recovered from their injuries yet? The previous time, Sister Xiaoyi and the other two didn't really control their strengths well, and I didn't expect for your bodyguards to be so fragile. I'm really sorry. But I won't pay for the medical fees…"
Upon hearing Hong Dali's words, Ko Gohon was instantly enraged. "Hong Dali! You're despicable! Shameless! We're not done yet! Not done!"
"I know!" The problem was that Hong Dali very shamelessly admitted. "I've never said that I'm a gentleman. I'm a prodigal, a superprodigal, so I've never said I was a good person. Um, carry on. I'll go and play."
"Go to hell!" Ko Gohon was so angry that he threw his smartphone to the ground and then stomped on it ferociously.
After the smartphone had been stomped to pieces, Ko Gohon finally vented a little of his anger. He angrily sat on the sofa, gritted his teeth and said, "Idiot! Idiot! Hong Dali, we're not done, not done! I'll see how long you can be cocky for! I'll see how long you can be happy for! This time, even if I throw in hundreds of millions, I'll crush you to death! Crush you to death!"
Thinking up to this point, Ko Gohon roared, "Come here! Come here!" 
"Young Master, I'm here!" The bodyguard hurriedly ran inside. "Young Master, what are your orders?"
"Call the website administrator over here right away. I want to ask him how to quickly increase the number of updated books. Quickly go!" Ko Gohon gritted his teeth. "Hong Dali, it's impossible for me to let you always be so cocky! Definitely not!"
Very soon, a middle-aged man ran inside, soaked in sweat. Once he saw Ko Gohon, he hurriedly greeted. "Young Master, you're looking for me?" This person was the general manager of Feng Yun website, GM Liu.
"GM Liu," Ko Gohon's stared at him with his eyes like a poisonous snake. "I'll take out 100 million more. I want to increase all the poached authors' pay by 50% and ensure that they don't leave! Also, I want you to increase the number of updated works for me within two weeks. Do you have any good ideas of how to do so?!" 
"Ah? Two weeks' time?" GM Liu's eyeballs turned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "If it's for the long term, it's not easy. But it's very easy if it's for the short term. We only need to spend money to hire ghostwriters and write things that will increase the number. That's very simple. If the speed is slow in two weeks, it would only be able to reach fifty to sixty thousand words. But if we do this, within two weeks, it's not a problem to do a few thousand books!" 
"Good! Do it this way!" Ko Gohon fiercely smacked his thigh. "Go and liaise with them right away. I want to pull these people over with the fastest speed, the more the better. And set the price higher. We don't want quality, we only want quantity. Do you understand?!"
"Understood!" GM Liu instantly went out.
"Humph humph, Hong Dali, you really think I don't have a plan? This time, I'll see what you can do!" Ko Gohon clenched his fists till his veins almost burst. "I want you to cough out everything you've taken in along with interest! Cough it all out!"
…
Feng Yun website author's group chat.
Author One: "Good news, good news! The flat fee for our novels has been increased by 50%! This time, it has increased by half. This company is really filthy rich, I've never seen one so generous!" 
Author Two: "Yes, my fees are 50 yuan per 1,000 words. Now it has become 75 yuan per 1,000 words. That's literally throwing money! What the heck, I am a tall, rich and handsome guy too!"
Author Three: "Sigh, why don't we observe further?"
Author Four: "Mm, I've decided not to leave as well. Anyway, this side gives us money, so what are we scared of? That side is so filthy rich, but honestly, I'm quite curious. Who exactly is the one who's so generous, he's totally throwing money away. Does he have too much money and nowhere to spend?"
The others: "Whatever, just focus on writing your novel. Every word is money!"
…
In the various group chats for ghostwriters.
Ghostwriter One: "Breaking news, breaking news! Feng Yun website has a boss with lots of money who wants to take in novels to increase their numbers. Starting from 5 yuan per 1,000 words, this is really a rare generous price! Everyone, quickly go, our opportunity to earn fast money has come!"
Ghostwriter Two: "What the heck, really? I was still troubled over how to deal with so many scrap drafts. This time I finally have a place to sell them, hahaha!"
Ghostwriter Three: "Yes, yes, I have many scrapbook drafts as well, this is real money that has dropped from the sky!" 
Ghostwriter Four: "Say no more, everyone. Quickly get going!"


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


Hey guys, I'm sorry for disappearing without really any warning. I know that everyone hates it when an author suddenly just stops writing. I feel that I have to explain myself a little. I hadn't really understood how much effort it took to put out a chapter, even if it would be just once a week. I didn't really have too much of a plan when I started writing this novel, I was just filling up all the free time that I suddenly got from a week suddenly becoming free. After that week, though, it got harder and harder to write chapters as I had work that needed to be done.

So again, I'm very sorry for what I did and I'm actually planning out a path for this novel to follow when writing so that I don't just fall into a writers block. I won't be putting out chapters too fast, most likely just once a week, with there maybe being more if I can find the free time.

Also, keep in mind that there will probably be some things that don't exactly line up with what I have written in earlier chapters since I haven't visited this novel in some time, so just ignore it when it comes up.

It had been 10 years since the apocalypse had started. Zombies, mutated beasts, the works. Most of humanity had holed up in small shelters, living each day in fear, not knowing if it was going to be their last.

Natasha, after having been betrayed by her "friend", died, left behind to distract a zombie horde while foraging for resources.

Unexpectedly, she woke up in the past, one year before the start of the apocalypse, with a strange system in her head that allowed her to buy and sell materials, information, power, structures, and weapons.

She decided that she wouldn't let what had happened to her in her last life happen again. She was going to build a base, save as many people as possible, and prepare for the apocalypse.

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I don't know if I should carry on any of my series

So this could be a goodbye until I am out of writers block- sorry for any inconvenience, what with College I don't have much free time...

But one day I'll return it could be tomorrow or even today but until I get new ideas this'll be on a hiatus, sorry for wasting your time and thank you all for reading my nonsensical amateur writing it really means a lot to me fellow Daoist's.

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Adam had just died after he was hit by 
Truck-Kun, he had reincarnated into his favourite fictional universe ‘Dragon Ball’ 

And had been reborn as Son Goku, and with a system he is bound to be stronger than every being in ‘Dragon Ball’. 

Watch as he becomes overpowered too early and does as he pleases in different dimensions. 

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What would happen if Goku the Z Goku was given a fans knowledge of the Dragon Ball Series- would he utilise it?

Would he ignore it? 

Or would he help his adopted home strengthen itself and be able to protect itself against otherworldly invaders? 

Watch as Goku armed with future knowledge helps his friends and family to become better than ever.

No random bull- I'll try to make a decent series and strengthen the Humans and Namekian's I will try my best to keep them powerful- 

"Sometimes life is too uncertain to have regrets." 

-Son Goku


Don’t own the image it’s off the internet but this should help you visualise what type of story this is.

Apologies for not having posted anything in a week and a half, but I am transitioning the novel to another website. There are large edits going on that take my free time away from writing. This new site I posted about in my author's comments about a couple weeks ago. It's called Moonquill and it's free for the readers, for us writers we get some of the ad revenue as well as some money per page view. In short, I can make money while doing what I love. Apologies for the inconvenience.

Thomas awoke on a cold hard metal surface. 

"I'm alive...?"

Thomas Conlin was a Staff Sergeant during the Second World War...at least until he was killed in an ambush. 

Brought back to life by a seemingly unknown power and given some powers of his own, can he learn to master his gifts, or will they destroy him and everything he's ever fought for?

Read on as Thomas finds himself in an upward struggle between the hidden forces of the world.

Ip Man wakes from his thought and searches Tony's face, "Hui this foreigner is very strong."

"I can't let you fight Master Ip Man," Tony replies with a small smile, "Mrs. Wing Sing is pregnant. I would not know how to reply if anything happens to you."

"But Hui, be careful of his punches," Ip Man warns. "They must be very strong to take down Master Hung."

"Don't worry Master Ip Man. I'll defeat him," Tony saids.

Later that day after the press conference that Tony barged in to challenge Twister to a fight the reporters are beginning to write down their reporters.

Getting his arms badly beaten, Kan is now wearing a white bandaged cast on his right arm.

He's wearing the usual black glasses, with white shirt that has sleeves rolled up and a striped tie. 

Seeing the hesitant look on his writers' face he tells them, "Don't be scared. Keep writing."

The writers who are to report the matter glance at each other as though questioning whether they should proceed with the honesty of their reports. 

"Keep writing! I'll still publish it tomorrow!" Kan yells at them to continue.

At this moment Kan hears footsteps from the outside rushing to their office studio.

"What's the matter?"

"Cops." 

A couple men wearing casual clothing enters the office door. 

Searching at the papers the reporters were writing.  

"What are you writing? Still writing?" Fatso enters asking Kan, "You're not afraid to die?"

Kan was backing away in hesitancy and weariness thinking they are going to capture him back to the prison again for more beating and torturing. 

Fatso took away a paper a reporter was writing, reading, "Undaunted by Western Boxer, Wing Chun Expert Enters Chinese-Western Boxing Competition! Is that all?"

Fatso looks at the nervous chief-editor Kan in dispute over the title of the paper. 

"Why not 'Western Dogs will be Demolished'," Fatso throws the paper back.

While taking away the writing of another reporter, "Defend news with blood, expose truth with conscience." You have conscience but do you have the truth? I do!!"

Kan was beginning to get interested as he listened to what Fatso just stated at the end.

"You got the guts? I'll tell you everything! We'll ruin him!" Fatso said, putting his arm around Kan.

Kan is so happy at this news, "Good!"

"Come. This foreigner detests and despises the Chinese. I'll give you the goods, you report them," Fatso tells him. "I guarantee he'll be done for."

Coming home, Tony steps in through the wooden door a guard opens for him and he swiftly arrives at the dining room. 

The dining room is very spacious, decorated with white marble tiles. 

In the middle of the room is a small circular dining table made from black marble.

In the ceiling is a beautiful glass chandelier that decorates the dining room with joyous light. 

While on the right side are large windows overseeing the evening sun. 

He sees Zhi Yan wearing a white apron and puts a dish of food in the middle of the table. 

Her red lips were parted as she focused on putting out the dishes. 

With her smooth flowing hair tied together behind her, still a strand of hair hangs down as she lowers her head in focus.

Seeing that Tony came in she dusts away her apron and greets with a charming smile, "Hui you came back just in time!" 

Every single night coming home to see the familiar smiling face is part of the happiest moments of each day.

But today as he saw the smile he could only muster up a small smile as he took a feel of the worry-free energy she brings into the room.

"Wait a bit Hui, I'll call Yue Er for dinner," Zhi Yan tells him. 

Pushing back her hair behind her left ear as she went out of the room to find Yue Er.

Walking slowly with his head down towards the marble table, pulling back the chair and sitting.

He looks at the dining table full of delicious food she has cooked for tonight and smiles with gratitude for all she has done.

When everyone finally got together at the dining table and proceeded to try out the new dish. 

Only Tony seems to be in thought as he tastes a small bit of the rice.

"Here Hui, try some of your favorite sweet sour fish," Zhi Yan saids picking up the food with her chopsticks and placing it on his rice bowl.

Seeing that smile Tony doesn't know how to bring up the main topic as he doesn't want to break the peace of the dinner.

"Zhi Yan, Yue Er, I have something to tell you guys," Tony spoked up breaking the silence of the dinner.

His two sisters looked up at him in curiousness. 

"I'm going to fight a challenge in a month's time," he said to them.

There was a deathening pen drop in the room, as the two sisters took this information in comprehension. 

"...Hui you're going to fight again?" Yue Er his younger asks with those adorable eyes of hers in concern and worry.

When he was challenged by General Miura, Yue Er was very worried that he might be injured. 

She was moved to tears hearing how evil General Miura is, and tried to stop him from going for the fight.

"Who's the opponent?" Zhi Yan asks while scrunching her eyebrows. 

Yue Er also looks at Tony to find out who it is.

"Taylor 'Twister' Miller," Tony states in a quiet voice.

"Twister!" Zhi Yan repeats back with a hint of fear in her tone.

"Sis Zhi Yan, who's Twister?" Yue Er asks with curiosity.

Her eyes pause in comprehension for a second before answering, "It's the man that's been on the news lately. It's said that he injured kung-fu Grandmaster Hung!"

"He killed a fighter!" Yue Er stands up from her seat with horror, "Brother Hui…" 

Tony sees those lovable eyes staring into his with tears beginning to well up.

Tony died once before in his former life and now he gets the chance to turn back time. 

Returning to when he was 18 when everything was fresh and new. Additionally he gets a system that can increase his Soul Power. 

Traveling to countless movies, anime, and novels:

Tony Stark: "If I'm Iron Man who's that guy flying in that armored suit?"

Madera Uchiha: "What! That thick eyebrow guy broke my susanoo!! Stop what you're doing!"

Harry Potter: "I thought I'm supposed to fight Voldemort. How come Ron just send a spell that burnt Voldemort into a barbecue chicken?"

*This is my first time writing. So feel free to tell me what improvements can be made :)

I know it's a long break (more than a year) but I had to focus on my studies. Now into a 2-year internship with lots of free time in my hand. Thus I've decided to continue the novel, at the very least I can guarantee that I can keep writing for the next couple of years.

Guys, I'll officially upload the next new chapter in a couple of weeks; I'm editing all the chapters released, to improve the standard. Re-evaluation of the novel showed my standard of writing is weak, which's obvious given the fact that English is only my third language.   

I'm working on improving my writing skills but for the immediate results, an Editor software has been subscribed for premium.  

Readers are welcomed to re-read the chapters edited, all edited chapters will have the date of editing in the 'author's thoughts'. I'll be editing at least three chapters every day.

I know many readers might be angry or disappointed with the inconsistency and huge break for which I extend my humble apology to all the readers. And will be extremely grateful for all those re-joining the ride and thanks for reading my book.

Alistair strolled through darkness shunning himself from light, he was plunged into the depths of hell by the greed of his own family. He crawled from those depths leaving trails of blood, craving for vengeance and toiling like a crazy wounded wolf.
 
After years of struggle he stands at the peak, a peak no one could touch, a peak where he could disdain anyone. Alistair had long got his revenge and quenched his burning fire with blood of those wronged him. 

The man who was supposed to have achieved everything one could possibly attain in a lifetime was actually left with nothing but felt utter isolation and icy solitude before his inevitable end, the death.

*****

Alistair was given another chance, reincarnation, with a system and the inheritance of the entire universe. 

He’s determined to lead an entirely different life, a life in which he truly pursues happiness with lots friends, lovers and a lovable family.

Will he get over his past and really turn a new leaf??? 

Will a place where law of jungle has long seeped into the society allow him lead a pleasant life without any carnage or bloodshed?????? 

 
This Story is also published in Royalroad.com

When Gun-Ho entered the office next door, the design workers stood up altogether.
"Hi. I came with President Jeong-Sook Shin here. She will join you starting today."
"Hi. I've heard a lot about you. My name is Min-Sook Oh."
"You look familiar. Have we met before?"
"I've done some contracting work for KimBooks before."
"Oh, I see. That's why you look so familiar. Nice to meet you. I'm Jeong-Sook Shin."
Min-Sook introduced the other two workers to her.
"This lady here worked in the design team with me. And the lady here, she handled administrative work for our previous company."
"Oh, is that right? Have you worked with a publishing application before?"
"No, not yet."
"We will start using a publishing application at work. The daily orders from Kyobo Book Center and Yes24 for example or some other companies will be all handled using the software. We will use the publishing application for our shipping request as well."
 
When Jeong-Sook started talking with her employees about the work at the publishing company, Gun-Ho stood up to leave.
"Alright. I will leave you all here so you could comfortably talk about the work. I have an important meeting I need to attend anyway."
President Shin quickly handed a piece of paper to Gun-Ho.
"What is this?"
"It's a list of the books we will publish."
"Haha. If you are okay with the book selection, then I am okay with it. I totally leave the decision up to you to use your discretion. Manager Kang, why don't you hand over the company bank account and credit card to President Shin?"
"Yes, sir."
Manager Kang handed the new publishing company's bank book and business credit card to Jeong-Sook. Gun-Ho then walked out of the office. They will talk further about the details of the tasks and things of their publishing company.
 
The workers came to the front door of the office to see Gun-Ho leaving.
"Today is the first day of the company. Why don't you celebrate by having lunch in a nice restaurant all together today?"
 
Gun-Ho then headed to Asan City.
Gun-Ho was having a cup of coffee in the morning with several directors and managers when the plant manager brought up the topic about Jae-Sik Moon.
"The security guard who used to work night shift here quit the job. I heard he is someone you know, sir."
"I recently established a publishing company named GH Media. He will be working for that company as a chief editor."
"A chief editor?"
"Yes. He used to work in the publishing field, and his novel has recently been selected for an award. The prize was 50 million won."
"Oh, I see. I didn't know he was a writer. Well, I think I saw him writing something in his security guard office. I guess he was writing a novel."
The people in the office all laughed together.
"That's good for him. He didn't seem to fit in here anyway. He was inept at the work, and I was thinking of letting you know about it. Well, he found a job that fits in with his talent. I am happy for him."
Gun-Ho was picturing Jae-Sik sitting at a desk writing and working with books that he loved. Gun-Ho felt happy for Jae-Sik.
 
After having a morning meeting with managers and directors, Gun-Ho checked his email. There was an email from President Jeong-Sook Shin; it said,
"President Goo, I understand that I don't have to give you a daily report; however, I believe I need to let you know the decision on the books which we will be publishing, and the salaries of the workers. Here is the list of books we plan to publish."
President Shin listed six books. The book list showed mostly the books about self-development that could be easily read by readers, except 'Economy Trend in China for the 21st Century' authored by Professor Jien Wang. Three of them were written by Japanese writers, and two of them were authored by famous Korean columnist.
"The book titles of these books are very provocative."
Gun-Ho then looked at the workers' salaries.
"President Shin 3.5 million won, Chief Editor Jae-Sik Moon 2.5 million won, Min-Sook Oh 2.2 million won, Assistant designer and administrative staff 1.9 million won."
"I told her that I would pay her 5 million won, but she lowered it to 3.5 million won for herself. I guess she was concerned about what other workers would think about her receiving a high salary now when the company even haven't started generating revenue. However, I know she will ask me to raise it once a book starts selling. She seems to be a sensitive person about money."
 
Gun-Ho was reading an economic newspaper when the sales director entered his office.
"Sir, this is the product cost that we will bring to S Group."
"How much is the product cost per unit?"
"It's 4,800 won."
"The labor cost is 860 won, huh?"
"Yes. The labor cost is divided into three different labors: handling the extruding machine and mixing the chemicals, and cutting work, and lastly quality assurance and wrapping."
"Is this based on the next year's projected labor cost?"
"No. We used this year's labor cost. We need to base this year's labor cost for the products that will be manufactured this year."
"The product unit cost seems to be very high. What costs are included?"
"It includes electricity and rent for the factory."
"A rent for the factory?"
"Yes. Even though we own the factory, I included the rental cost. Also, various supplies expenses and depreciation are reflected in the production cost."
"The manufacturing cost per unit itself already exceeds 3,500 won."
"The cost of wrapping and shipping have reflected that cost."
"How much did you list for sales and management?"
"15% of the product cost."
"Do you think the S Group will raise the issue on it?"
"They will try to lower that cost. However, I will convince them to approve our estimated product cost."
"Okay."
"Please sign on the production cost sheet. We will need your signature on it so we can use it outside the company, sir."
Gun-Ho signed on the production cost.
Gun-Ho asked with a smile,
"How much do you think they will ask in their first order?"
"I am not so sure, but I am expecting that they will ask us to produce about 50,000 units."
"50,000… It's 240 million won then."
The sales director was surprised by that, Gun-Ho calculated the revenue without using a calculator.
'He has an excellent number of sense and high capacity for mental computation. Wow. No wonder he succeeded at his young age.'
 
"Have we received enough raw materials from Dyeon America already for those first 50,000 product unit?"
"We received 3 tons of raw materials so far. We are unloading it right now using a forklift truck."
"Are you visiting S Group tomorrow with the production cost document?"
"Yes. I will go with the assistant manager who was in charge of that estimation."
"Sounds good."
"Okay, sir. Please let me know if you need anything."
 
The sales director was walking towards the office door to leave when he turned back and came to Gun-Ho to say,
"Sir, I have something I'd like to ask you."
"What is it?"
"Can we have two workers from the research center assigned to our sales department once the research center is dissolved?"
"I will send you one worker."
"We need two of them, sir. We need at least two more people in order to strengthen our sales capacity."
"Let's talk about it later then."
"Okay, sir. I will leave now."

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