My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 270: Either Push Down or Overthrow

It was really by accident that Wei Dong knew too much.

"Based on my understanding, engaging with foreign and Hong Kong businesspeople right now is a bit extreme."

This was the gossip he'd heard in Pingjing: "One is that they haven't gotten over it yet. When this foreign-related hotel outside Jianguomen was built, everyone was confused. Why give foreigners equity in the hotel? Isn't it a property on our land? It's said that a lot of work went into it to allow foreign investors to get half the equity."

Then, of course, there is the message of later generations: "One is that they completely believe that foreign and Hong Kong businessmen are the best, and everything can be developed better by foreigners. For example, isn't there a kind of Coke in the city?"

This reception conference room has it, and it is considered Jiangzhou's current flagship product. Last time, the secretary even took some of Rang Weidong's cooked food to send to the Institutional Affairs Bureau in Pingjing, saying that they wanted to use it as a state banquet item, which scared Rang Weidong so much that he immediately refused it.

Doing business is one thing, and paying tribute is another.

But there are so many tricks in the trade: "I... this time when I went to Hong Kong, I must have come into contact with international beverage merchants in this field. They definitely don't know about Jiangzhou's product. They only know that there are two famous products in the world, Coca-Cola and Pepsi. Well, if these two products are sold in Jiangzhou, guess what they will do?"

Hong Kong businessmen have no choice but to take the blame: "They will definitely buy Jiangzhou Cola at a high price, claiming that they will use advanced management and marketing techniques to help Jiangzhou Cola become a nationally popular and even world-renowned product. Some people think that since you spent so much money on it, it will definitely not be wasted, so they quickly agree. But in reality, capitalists have ten thousand ways to hide this kind of product, that is, not produce or sell it. They spend that money to buy their own product. By the time all consumers are accustomed to their product, it will be yesterday's news, completely abandoned by the market."

Everyone in the audience must have been exclaiming, "Wow!" Are capitalists so bad?
Several people in the city had serious expressions and felt that they needed to reconsider the difficulty of this investment promotion work.

Of course, Rang Weidong wasn't trying to sabotage other people's investments. "Capitalists are all about making money. Blocking your national brands is just to make way for their own products. As long as they can market their products globally and win the market, any cost is worth it. They don't care about national brands or jobs, they only care about profits. But on the other hand, they can indeed promote competition and bring better and cheaper products to the market. So, we should eliminate the false and retain the true, leaving us with what we need. This concludes my report on attracting investment."

Want to go home and hug your wife after get off work?

No way.

This is clearly a tree that stands out in the forest. Even if the wind is favorable and it won't be destroyed, it still has to hold up the scene.

They stayed for a while and had a heartfelt chat about their true feelings over the past few days, allowing Weidong to describe it truthfully: "They really went to great lengths. Food, clothes, cars, everything was arranged. They even gave me a girlfriend, a rich girl. Fortunately, this family wasn't so obedient, playing both sides as long as there was business to be done."

The people in the city looked puzzled, as if wondering why we hadn't encountered this when we went there. "What's the point of dragging as many people as possible into the water?"

Weidong spoke out: "Of course, I'm speaking for them. I want to keep running and dancing as usual. This is a billion-dollar fortune. I don't want to be forced into a public-private partnership and be constrained. So I'm still very nervous. Maybe since they rarely meet a private entrepreneur like me, they want to recruit me as an accomplice, for example, to join the fight in the mainland?"

The city smiled and said, "Will you help me?"

Rang Weidong waved his hands quickly, "They're overthinking it. I was born and raised under the red flag, so I understand the basic principles very well. At most, I'm just hanging out with them under the guise of a private entrepreneur to learn a little bit about the situation. Even when it comes to business, I prefer to do it myself. I have the ability and patience, so I'm just introducing these Hong Kong businessmen to the city government. I won't collude with them to make a profit. Oh, jeans don't count. I want to open a jeans factory so that people all over the country can wear cheap, durable, good pants. Look at me..."

Someone actually watched, twirling their fingers carefully, and said, "I've heard of it, but I never thought Hong Kong would be the world's main supplier of jeans. Such a small place can generate such a huge trade volume."

Weidong naturally blamed the HK capitalists: "I also heard from them that this thing originally belonged to Citibank, but as long as the machinery and equipment are moved to a place with lower labor costs, the production cost can be much lower, and it can be shipped back to Europe and the United States by ocean-going ships for sale to make more money. So I contacted them, and I was also thinking that as long as I could supply the domestic market while also taking advantage of Jiangzhou's shipping costs for foreign trade."

This was something he had never dared to think about before.

Some people even subconsciously think that it is natural for jeans and other clothing factories for export to be located in coastal areas.

However, there have been cases in Shangzhou where sausage casings and pig bristles were exported to Europe.

Let Weidong dare to break this fixed mindset. Why must production be carried out in the coastal areas? Didn't the coastal areas rely on a large number of workers from the western regions for labor-intensive production in the past? Don't talk about supporting industries. Now everyone is starting from scratch.

It just so happened that Jiangzhou still had some heavy industrial base that had not declined or gone bankrupt. If it could be taken over, wouldn't it be possible to directly absorb the labor force in the west?

Since Jiangzhou was later developed into a national automobile base and notebook production base, why can't it be developed into a labor-intensive foreign trade base from now on?

You can only know the truth after you start a business.

The city leaders’ eyes must have lit up suddenly and they were talking in great detail.

This allowed Weidong to describe the close relationship between Colorful Jeans and Qin Zhiming: "They have internal strife. I don't care how the industry fares in Hong Kong, and I don't want shares. I just want to sell jeans quickly and cheaply across the country so everyone can wear good, affordable jeans. Haven't you seen how many working-class people's pants are soaked? It's heartbreaking to see."

This southwestern region is a very vivid adjective. These days, except for military and police trousers, the only fabrics are polyester, worn and pulled to the point of being as thin and transparent as watery soup, and patches can barely hold the needle and thread. Weidong had seen this too often while working as a porter at the docks, and so he had an urgent desire for change.

The city officials looked at him differently, smiling gently and saying, "You're truly capable of attracting investment, and the organization trusts you. Don't waste your time. Strive to establish a representative office in Hong Kong. The city will then obtain some authority through the Foreign Affairs Office, and you'll be in charge of Hong Kong investment."

Weidong understood: "Frequently traveling between Hong Kong and Jiangzhou? I do have a Hong Kong citizen born in Jiangzhou on my team who can take on the round-trip work. My focus is still on domestic sales and production scale."

He wasn't really interested in going to Hong Kong; one visit would be enough for him: "It would be more appropriate to organize as many talents from municipal administration, construction, and business to go and inspect it."

The mayor said earnestly, "Jiangzhou has just been adjusted to an independently planned city, and many departments are not perfect. You are responsible for the foreign affairs work of the Hong Kong Office, and you are the one organizing these study tours. I believe this process will further demonstrate your feelings for Jiangzhou."

Oh, what an expert.

Using and inspecting at the same time, this is like the horse running, but also the horse itself needs grass... Wait, Wei Dong finally saw the profound meaning of this line of thought: "Could it be that there is also a layer of meaning to marry with Hong Kong businessmen?"

This is too bloody.

The city laughed: "You haven't got a family yet, so it's not impossible to find a suitable partner."

Rang Weidong quickly waved his hands: "I clearly separate work and family. Now I have a lover, and I won't have any problems with my work style. For me, a sense of accomplishment comes from creating a better life for more people, and from transforming my hometowns in Jiangzhou and Shangzhou. I even feel a little disgusted with running away."

The words were so firm, and they discussed the reception and investment promotion work for a while. It was three or four in the morning before Wei Dong was sent out of get off work by Secretary Zhai.

Goudan was snoring so loudly in the van.

If it weren't for this guy, Weidong would have wanted to stay in the car for the night and not want to go back to disturb his wife and children.

He drove back to the guesthouse, tiptoed upstairs and pushed the door open. To his surprise, the door was not locked. Dong Xueying was leaning on the sofa bed, wearing a fleece coat, reading documents.

The warm feeling of a good wife and mother under the dim desk lamp, with two children curled up on either side, is the home that Weidong has always dreamed of.

With just one glance, his tiredness from being busy outside disappeared, and he grinned with full energy at the gentle smile that looked up at her.

Dong Xueying was both angry and amused. She raised her hand to signal him to look at the time, but she still pouting her plump lips and offered them to him. She quietly cooperated with Wei Dong in letting him reach out and take her out of the quilt. However, when the guy was about to carry her into the inner room, she quickly bared her teeth and gestured to go to the next room.

So in the end, the little white teeth were all imprinted on Weidong's shoulders.

It was just so intense and busy that Weidong didn't have the time to mention anyone at all.

Dong Xueying waited until he was snoring under her weight before she quietly hugged his strong and muscular back tightly with her arms.

I stroked my cheek with affection, staring blankly at the sky outside which was gradually getting brighter. I really wished that time would freeze at this moment forever.

But it was like the morning dew that passed by in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the winter day seemed bright. I had to quietly get up, dress neatly, unplug the phone line, lock the door, and go next door to continue looking through the documents.

It's just right to keep those chattering girls coming to work in the office over there.

And Shen Cuiyue also called: "Master, you must be tired, but everyone is waiting here."

Dong Xueying didn't explain: "You are so capable, just take care of it for a while and take him to visit the new factory. Let him sleep a little longer."

Shen Cuiyue has no temper, this is a natural suppression.

Qin Yuye, who had gotten up early and dressed, observed her expression and wrote in his hand: "When will he come?"

The text outlines the image of a concubine waiting for her master.

Instead, it made Shen Lao San laugh. I must overthrow the oppression of this mountain!
(End of this chapter)