novelraw Chapter 829 - 810: Brother Feng’s Booming Business! (1)
Chapter 829 - 810: Brother Feng’s Booming Business! (1)
Chapter 829: Chapter 810: Brother Feng’s Booming Business! (1)
Late at night, upon returning to Beijing, Huo Feng had already booked a hotel near the airport.
As soon as they left the airport, the two went straight to the nearby hotel to continue catching up on sleep.
They slept until six in the morning before checking out and heading to the school.
Ordinary campus life continued as usual...
...
After returning to school, Huo Feng began his coding life.
As expected, he wrote an OA program the next day. After various tests, he sent the OA software to Yan Siyuan that evening.
Yan Siyuan was also prompt, getting the program installed and tested at a small factory on the third day...
The following time was spent waiting for feedback.
After a trial run of two or three days at the factory, when all the employees and the boss found the software easy to use, Yan Siyuan and Huo Feng received the 1000 yuan payment for the program.
Before that, they had only received a 100 yuan deposit.
Although it was just a total income of 1000 yuan, it was nonetheless their first real profit.
Yan Siyuan also had to be responsible for the factory’s one-year maintenance, which was only for regular issues.
If there were any operational problems, Yan Siyuan was required to help the factory resolve them.
After completing their first deal, the second one quickly followed...
It was also from the same factory. The factory owner hoped that Yan Siyuan and Huo Feng could develop another system for industrial uses, one that could operate on machines.
For this second deal, they could negotiate the price a bit more.
The initial negotiations were handled by Yan Siyuan, who was local, while the later production was managed by Huo Feng.
Of course, when it came to price matters, Yan Siyuan left it to Huo Feng, letting him handle the communication with the factory owner over the phone.
Because Yan Siyuan wasn’t good at negotiating and communicating.
Thus, their collaboration and business were thriving.
With study and part-time work coexisting, Huo Feng’s daily schedule was fully packed.
On the other hand, Pu Sangzhi’s academic and club life was quite relaxed.
Every evening, Pu Sangzhi and Huo Feng would go to the library for self-study.
While she read, Huo Feng wrote programs.
If he encountered any problems, he would promptly ask Lun Liang.
Lun Liang also spent most of his evenings in the library...
But not always.
Anyway, Huo Feng was one of those students who asked a lot of questions.
He asked about anything he didn’t understand, even if it wasn’t related to course work...
Lun Liang naturally answered all his questions, but also kept an eye on Huo Feng, worried that he might cause trouble after learning the techniques.
But deep down, he felt that Huo Feng was a good student.
Overall, Lun Liang liked Huo Feng.
One night, Huo Feng completed the program for the third deal he took on with Yan Siyuan in the library.
This deal was quite interesting—the client found him through a post he made on a website similar to Craigslist.
Huo Feng had started promoting himself on major platforms.
Indeed, the internet was a great platform. Once he advertised, clients in need came to him.
This saved him the effort of marketing extensively—all he needed to do was post prices and information, and interested clients would approach him.
This time, the client was a young man hoping Huo Feng could create a self-discipline app for him, to help control procrastination, ideally one that could lock mobile software and force him to sleep.
This app request was worth 500 yuan; the young man hoped Huo Feng could complete it quickly.
Huo Feng found this request particularly intriguing, so he mentioned it to Pu Sangzhi.
Even though the reward wasn’t much, Huo Feng still dedicated considerable effort to making this app.
"You know, these days, young people just can’t put down their phones. Switching between apps, eyes sore from all the staring, yet they still can’t stop. If it were up to me, I’d directly lock the whole phone," Huo Feng said.
It was Sangzhi’s first time hearing such a request, and she was both surprised and somewhat puzzled, "If it’s so hard to stay off the phone, why not just turn it off? Why spend money on an app?"
"Shutting down the phone is impossible for someone in the late stages of procrastination."
As someone who’s been there, Huo Feng totally understood, "To be honest, I can’t do it myself. Sometimes at night, I get so caught up in scrolling TikTok that I can’t stop. I only put down my phone when I’m really tired."
"Why don’t you just uninstall TikTok then," Sangzhi suggested.
"That’s not an option; I’m a TikTok influencer with over ten thousand followers."
Huo Feng proudly raised an eyebrow, "Even our club relies on me to attract followers."
"Your club?"
Sangzhi was surprised, "That musical club?"
Huo Feng nodded affirmatively, "Remember the time Liang Shanbo went viral? Our club did some behind-the-scenes work, cutting and posting videos on TikTok to boost my fame. So now everyone on TikTok knows I’ve played Liang Shanbo and that I’m quite professional about it. Obviously, my TikTok account has become popular—it sometimes showcases videos of the street dance club, sometimes Xiaosang from home, sometimes musical rehearsals. Anyway, I just keep posting every few days."
After listening to him, Sangzhi realized he had become a small internet celebrity.
It seemed he was truly busy...
He had managed to fill what was otherwise an idle university life to the brim—quite the skill.
"In any case, some viral apps are addictive. They contain endless streams of information that can trap you for hours once you log in. TikTok is the same. I can’t uninstall it now; I just have to keep it up. After posting a video, a glance at the app often turns into half an hour... what a dilemma," Huo Feng sighed.
"Then why don’t you write a self-control app for yourself?"
Sangzhi suggested, "Or just use the app you’re developing for the client to manage your own discipline."
"No way."
Huo Feng refused, "I’m a man of strong willpower, I don’t need such software to force me."
Sangzhi knew she couldn’t persuade him, so she just let him have his way.
"So how will you design this app?" Sangzhi asked.
"Grant root permissions to allow the app’s functionality to control all phone programs. Users can set daily limits for each app. This way, in a rational state, they can configure everything they want to restrict. Once set, it locks for half a month. They can’t change it until the period lapses, which helps them maintain discipline,"
Huo Feng explained slowly, "Plus, he wants to sleep by 10 PM. So, we’ll add a forced shutdown at 10:30 PM for him."
"But even if it shuts down, he can simply restart it,"
Sangzhi noted, "You can’t prevent him from turning it back on, right? What if he really needs his phone, or he’s expecting an important call at night?"
"Hmm..."
Huo Feng suddenly felt her point made sense, "Then I’ll write a forced airplane mode and disable all apps or set them to 10-minute use limits."
"That could work."
Sangzhi nodded, "Oh, you should share this app with Minal after you finish. She keeps scrolling TikTok at night and complains about not getting enough sleep."
"Sure,"
Huo Feng agreed, a sudden idea sparking, "Hey, if we widely promote this app, it might get lots of users. If we made it paid... wait, we can’t..."
Releasing and promoting paid apps requires a legitimate background.
Huo Feng and Yan Siyuan were still freelancers without a licensed studio, so they couldn’t charge fees.
Unless they charge privately, selling it cheap to those willing to pay?
Thus, another business opportunity appeared in Huo Feng’s mind!
"Oh, I need to make it well, with a clean interface. Right, I’ll add a ghost feature. If they keep browsing after the set time at night, in ten minutes, a ghost face pops up, hitting the screen with background music—scare them to death! Haha..."
With a flash of inspiration, Huo Feng started typing away on his keyboard, continuing to write the program.
Beside him, Pu Sangzhi watched him for a while. Seeing his concentration, she decided not to disturb him and returned to her book.
Then, her phone rang.
She picked it up and saw a message from the Small Animal Association group...