Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

Zhao Qin arrived in the city at 2:30 PM and the first person he met was Hong Feng.

"lead…"

"Ke Zi and Lin Zi both call me Uncle."

"Uncle Hong." The other person appeared to be around fifty years old, and given that he had already said so, Zhao Qin's address of "Uncle" felt perfectly natural.

Hongfeng grinned, "Let's not waste time arguing, I already know what happened. It was definitely your village who started it..."

"Uncle Hong, imagine someone suddenly appears in front of you, threatening you and even your children and grandchildren. Could you handle that? People from the countryside aren't good with words and don't know how to fight back."

But my great-uncle and his kin, who fought pirates in their youth, were naturally quick-tempered; how could they withstand such provocation?

Hongfeng wasn't angry at being interrupted, and when he saw him trying to explain, he just smiled slightly, "Alright, you should at least give me a chance to finish what I have to say."

I know the city is protecting you. I've seen those elderly folks, but I can't be bothered to expose their petty tricks. The injuries to Wang, Guo, and the other three are undeniably real.

They're really stupid, you have to admit.

Yesterday afternoon we held a meeting with provincial and municipal officials. We decided not to escalate this matter further; let's just leave it at that. The hospitalization expenses for the elderly patients will be covered by your city. This was proposed by Comrade Cansen.

After they are discharged from the hospital, they will be given appropriate nutritional subsidies.

As for the four people in the capital, they will return with us this time.

Throughout his speech, he kept a close eye on Zhao Qin's expression. Seeing that the other man's face was calm, he smiled slightly and lowered his voice, "When the old folks go back to the village, they're heroes. But when they go back to the capital, they're just cowards. Do you understand?"

"Uncle, you've said all that, what can I say but thank you?"

"Don't act innocent after getting a good deal. I have a lot of people to see today, so I won't take up too much of your time. When you go to Beijing, remember to visit my place. What's your phone number?"

They exchanged numbers and chatted for about fifteen minutes.

Hongfeng personally led him to another office, saying, "Old Chen, Old Wang, we've invited the God of Wealth over for you."

He then introduced them to Zhao Qin, saying, "These two are comrades from the National Development and Reform Commission and the economic sector. This is your Uncle Chen, and this is Uncle Wang."

Zhao Qin called out, and the two of them stood up. Old Chen pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Cansen said he calls you Aqin, so let's call you that too. Sit down and let's have a good chat."

Seeing the two take their seats, Zhao Qin sat down as well. This small gesture pleased the two men, as at least the young man in front of them was not arrogant because of his achievements.

"Uncle Chen and Uncle Wang, just tell me what you need."

Old Wang waved his hand, "I'm not here today to ask you for a favor, but rather to have a detailed chat with you. Let's start with the principles of destiny, and I know you're trading crude oil futures this time..."

The two people before him were members of the national think tank, so Zhao Qin naturally spoke frankly and without reservation, even at the cost of sacrificing some of his own interests.

In fact, whenever the price of something fluctuates abnormally in the international market, it can be perfectly explained by linking it to the specific circumstances of North America.

Some of these actions were initiated by North America, while others were beyond North America's control. Regardless of whether they were initiated or passive, it is essentially one party reaping the wealth of the entire world.

Zhao Qin's proposed plan had two parts: first, how to ensure that he was not the one being exploited; and second, of course, how to profit from it.

Ultimately, the operations themselves are not complicated, but they require accurate judgment.

Although Zhao Qin had more than a decade's worth of experience than others, in his previous life he was just an ordinary citizen who paid little attention to global economic trends.

At the time, he focused all his energy on which bank offered the highest deposit interest rate. He deposited the millions of yuan he received from the demolition compensation there, since the interest plus the rent from the subsidized housing was almost enough to cover his expenses for a year.

But through this investment in crude oil futures, he suddenly realized that he could simply follow his intuition.

After all, he has the system, and the system's luck value affects his intuition, so even without the ability to see in the future, he can still be invincible.

"Uncles, the next ten years will be a golden opportunity for us to overtake others. There's no other way; our industry started late, and falling behind at one step means falling behind at every step."

But things will be different from now on. My investments in new energy and artificial intelligence will surely break the monopoly of high-end technology by the US and the West.

Of course, high-end alone isn't enough; we also need sophisticated technology. Take the chip industry, for example. There are no shortcuts in this field; we can only grit our teeth and catch up. I'm willing to invest my entire fortune for this.

From his words, Chen and Wang sensed his strong patriotism and sense of mission.

Old Chen sighed, then offered words of comfort, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. This isn't just your problem. We'll get through this together. If ten years isn't enough, we'll try twenty."

Our nation may lack other skills, but its resilience is unparalleled. We'll catch up one day.

Old Wang, who was in charge of economics, lightly tapped the table and said, "Qin, go for it! As long as your intentions don't contradict what you just said, we'll cover for you if anything happens."

Don't worry, your Uncle Chen, Uncle Hong, and I will not retire for at least twenty years.

Old Chen added with a smile, "If you call us politicians, we're actually more like researchers. So don't worry, no matter how the country's political situation changes, your Uncle Wang and I will continue to contribute."

This is quite blunt; it means that domestic political maneuvering has no effect on them.

As long as they remain in their posts, they will support Zhao Qin without hesitation.

Zhao Qin was quite excited by what he was being said, and unusually, he sang a high-pitched line, "Uncles, for the great rejuvenation of our nation!"

"Yes, for the great rejuvenation of the nation."

The city cafeteria delivered lunch, and the three of them chatted for over five hours, until after 3 PM. Although they were still enjoying themselves, they were utterly exhausted.

"Come to my office in Beijing. There are some things I haven't figured out yet. We can continue our discussion after I've thought them through," Old Chen said, indicating that today's topic was now closed.

"Don't be afraid, just go for it, we're here for you." These were Old Wang's words before he left.

After saying goodbye to the two, Zhao Qin went downstairs, got into the car, told Chen Xun to go home, and then closed his eyes to rest. Chen Xun called out softly and found that he had already fallen asleep.

Chen and Wang were also very tired. After resting for two hours, they had dinner with Hongfeng.

"Going back tomorrow?" Hongfeng asked.

The two nodded, neither of them looking particularly well.

"How did your chat with Aqin go?"

Speaking of this, the two men, who had been feeling listless, perked up, and Old Chen even quoted a classical Chinese phrase, "A true national hero."

Old Wang nodded in agreement, "Old Hong, businessmen are profit-driven, and there are certainly many who are patriotic, but when it comes to truly sacrificing their families for the greater good, I think Aqin is definitely one of them."

"Incredible! At such a young age, he not only possesses profound economic insight but also such a strong sense of mission towards the country and the nation. This child has a limitless future."

"Wow, such high praise!" Hongfeng asked casually, but their replies surprised him greatly.

It's good to have a good impression, though. "So, about this matter..."

"Aqin isn't a miser; he's donated billions. Why won't he donate a single furnace? I think the cultural sector hasn't done its job properly," Old Chen said. Being a member of the system, he could only offer such veiled criticism.

“Aqin’s refusal to donate means that this furnace is of no benefit to the country’s development. Lao Hong, I think the decision made yesterday was too biased towards Wang Guo and others.”