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But the three industries are different!

“We set aside a piece of land, brought in workers who didn’t meet the standards but wanted to make their own way, and the factory developed strategies and products for them, helping them find the right market to produce and sell their own products.”

"Self-produced and self-sold?" After all, they had dealt with the Japanese for many years and had even been to Japan.

Ma Degui has more knowledge and better judgment about the market than most people do now.

If, as he says, they can produce and sell their own goods, forming a free market, the profits involved would be...

Ma Degui's lips were wet; this was a damn big deal.

"Well..." The only thing that made him hesitate was whether this could really be done this way.

Two days later, someone completely overturned the situation and even gave it a negative label.

"Such a large factory, restructured just like that. You must have seen how many businesses are doing business in the market."

Seeing that he was still a little hesitant, Yang Jianguo continued, "Silly melon seeds... Don't you know what the imperial city says?"

Upon hearing him say this, Ma Degui immediately sobered up.

Yeah, didn't they also tell us to "put it aside and take a look" when making those silly melon seeds?

As for the deep underground region, Ma Degui has personally witnessed its rapid and frenzied development.

In other words, he was based in Beijing and also held the position of head of Neon Precision Engineering.

A prestigious reputation comes with responsibility.

If he abandons this business and goes off to make his own fortune, the Japanese might really get him in trouble.

Even so, Ma Degui sent his relatives to visit him.

They should be making that money now, but it's still unclear how much.

Originally, Ma Degui planned to wait for the news to come back and for accurate figures before making a decision.

If this is really profitable, the person in charge can just quit and head south to make more money.

But now, Ma Degui feels that he still earns more by doing business with the government.

“Jianguo, you’re a capable man, what do you suggest?” Ma Degui sat down next to him, his face full of urgency. “Should we talk to that person about this?”

"Say it, why don't you say it? If you don't say it, can your small frame handle it?" Yang Jianguo raised his eyebrows provocatively.

It's clearly saying, "With your small frame, aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?"

Ma Degui gave an awkward smile, cursing inwardly, but he knew the man was right.

Although the events of 83 cast a heavy shadow, causing the princes to become more restrained.

But that's because they made too much noise and ended up getting caught in the crossfire.

These people's power should not be underestimated.

Especially someone like Zhang Liangyu, who does things honestly and doesn't act recklessly or arrogantly...

This generation of crown princes is quite ambitious, even if some of them are spoiled.

But deep down, he was determined to achieve something that would bring honor to his ancestors, to make himself and his family proud.

Some people are misled and manipulated.

Therefore, we cannot lose sight of Zhang Liangyu.

"Alright, I'll call Brother Liangyu and ask him to come over."

They were just about to kick someone out, and now they're 'Brother Liangyu'.

Yang Jianguo didn't say anything, but smiled and got up, saying, "I'm going to take a walk outside. We'll talk in detail when they arrive."

Full of doubt and confusion, I followed the leader out the door, greeted the workers, and walked into the empty factory.

Upon reaching the open space, Yang Jianguo suddenly spoke up: "Do you have a lot of questions on your mind?"

Tang Youshui paused, feeling conflicted: "Boss, what are we doing...?"

He didn't know what to do if his boss really didn't think the same way he did.

Should he go along with the corrupt practices, or should he quit this job?

This is a golden job, a job with guaranteed security. Can you really give it up?

Tang Youshui's heart was tipping, and he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Yang Jianguo had no intention of testing him, much less using this matter to test him.

The drowning person grasps at the last straw, but there's someone else nearby who hasn't grabbed it yet. Should they give it to that person or use it themselves?

Using this to test someone? Isn't that insane?!

"You Shui, remember what I said today. Be flexible in your dealings with people, and act differently depending on who you're dealing with."

"The current situation is one of groping in the midst of chaos. We need to forge a path, and in many aspects, there are no restrictions or rules."

"Therefore, as long as the goal can be achieved and the bottom line is not crossed, flexibility is necessary when appropriate. We must proceed from reality and avoid empty rhetoric."

Listening to Yang Jianguo's views, Tang Youshui gained a deeper understanding of what Secretary Wu meant by "doing practical things".

"But remember to stick to your bottom line and principles."

Yang Jianguo's expression was calm, but his tone was serious: "Because once the bottom line is breached, it can no longer stand firm."

"Once you start, you'll start again. The temptations of this world are too great; once you're hooked, you can never quit."

The spiritual temptations brought about by the corruption of power are more terrifying than any poison in the world.

"Director Yang, Director Yang... Factory Manager Ma asked me to call you, saying that Boss Zhang has arrived."

Hearing the shouts, Yang Jianguo patted Tang Youshui heavily on the shoulder and said, "Youshui, don't let me down, and don't let yourself down either."

Back in the office, Tang Youshui, who had been somewhat restless, sat calmly in a chair in the corner.

His calm and collected demeanor, with his eyes fixed on his nose and his nose seemingly indifferent to his heart, secretly surprised Ma Degui.

"What did he say? He's like a completely different person in just a short while." Ma Degui was truly impressed by Yang Jianguo's abilities; he was simply amazing.

After listening to his plan, Zhang Liangyu paused for a moment and then asked, "Who will approve this qualification?"

If a state-owned factory engages in tertiary industries, the factory itself can obtain approval.

But the machinery factory in the suburbs of Beijing is now privately owned, a legitimate private business.

How do we get the necessary permits so that the goods can legitimately enter the market?

“I’ll do it!” Yang Jianguo smiled and waved his hand, saying, “However, there’s something we need to clarify: the workers’ collective should take the lion’s share.”

While pleased, Ma Degui was also puzzled. How much benefit could these workers possibly give him that made it worth the risk?

Of course, if he persists in the reform, then he has done the right thing.

But if things go wrong, this is an instantaneous grenade that will definitely blow his face to smithereens.

But what Ma Degui didn't know was that Yang Jianguo was least worried about this kind of responsibility that seemed dangerous but actually had no risk at all.

In his eyes, these responsibilities were all ready-made credits.

If no one else will pick it up, I'll do it!

Chapter 393 The Imperial Capital Grand Ballroom, how could they insult people with money?

The machinery factory in the suburbs of Beijing was doing a great job, and Li Aimin's business was doing the same.

His grand ballroom in the capital is about to open.

"Guangtian, what do you think of this place?" Li Aimin led him around the dance hall.

Liu Guangtian was truly amazed by the sight of all sorts of lights, big and small, overhead.

There were also searchlights erected around the stage, which required manual control, and the stage itself resembled a large turntable.

If someone walks on it and jumps a couple of times, the stage will shake on its own.

Surrounded by small round tables, leather sofas, and a booth partitioned off against the wall—it's rare, so very rare.

When the large ballroom was being renovated, Liu Guangtian was extremely distressed.

Why?

Because Li Aimin assigned this task to Jia Geng.

He promised to come back and help him do some big business, but Jia Geng suddenly interfered.

Given the master-disciple relationship between Yang Jianguo and Qin Huairu, wouldn't Li Aimin be more inclined to side with the Jia family?

Liu Guangtian was so worried!

Unexpectedly, before the dance hall was even fully set up, Jia Geng couldn't stand it anymore.

Upon learning this, Liu Guangtian nearly burst out laughing.

Ok!

As expected of a Korean meme, it's really catchy.

After the man left, Li Aimin indeed came looking for him, and Liu Guangtian followed him without hesitation.

"Aimin, can this business make money?" Liu Guangtian was completely clueless about his dance hall.

Li Aimin wasn't entirely sure either, but he had seen a lot!

Not only the Mao family's, but also the first newly opened commercial dance hall in Shanghai, which he personally visited.

There's also the 'dark dance' that's quietly popping up in the area right now, and wow, it's giving Li Aimin quite a fright.

That wasn't dancing; it was a bunch of demons and monsters.

I was quite looking forward to it when I first heard about it, and when I got there, I took a peek before the lights were turned off.

Li Aimin knew that there was no future in this place.

Once his tie clip and belt buckle were taken away under cover of darkness, Li Aimin completely gave up on the idea of ​​getting rid of them.

In places like this, dog meat is not served at banquets.

Not worth it!

If we're going to have fun, let's go for the high-end. We're not talking about comparing it to the grand hotels in Beijing, but it should at least be a prominent place in the city.

Li Aimin really put his heart into running this first dance hall.

The dance hall's sessions are divided into four different time slots: morning, noon, evening, and night.

8：30—11：00是早场，票价3元钱，13：00—16：30是午场，票价15元钱，19：30—22：00是晚场，票价也最贵，要30元钱。

The evening sessions are consecutive, with the lights turned on for a 15-minute break at the designated time.

Tickets checked, entry, and then... then the music starts and the dancing begins.

"The night session is the shortest, only half an hour, but the atmosphere is the most intense, because it's also the most exciting. I even invited a foreigner to DJ."

Hearing this, Liu Guangtian became curious and asked, "What does 'spinning a DJ' mean?"

"It's about rubbing records with your hands. You've seen my brother-in-law's record player, right? It's that kind of thing. He rubs records with his hands to produce some weird sounds."

Liu Guangtian was stunned. He couldn't believe that such a precious record player would be so easily damaged by hand.

Besides, how can something that's been rubbed and rubbed sound good?

"I'm just giving it a try. Everyone's talking about aligning with international standards, so having a foreigner here means we're in line with those standards too."

Li Aimin's decision was made on a whim; whether it will work out remains to be seen.

However, tickets for the night show are not cheap at all, costing 7 yuan each.

Just half an hour, and you'll get a complimentary cup of herbal tea with unlimited water refills.

However, he felt that no one would have time to drink tea in the next half hour.

The Imperial Capital Dance Hall opened its doors on a Saturday morning, with firecrackers going off and drums beating all around.

The dragon and lion dancers performed for a while at the entrance, then began to walk out along the street.

The lion dance troupe will circle around the inner city of Beijing, followed by girls in cheongsams carrying thick stacks of flyers.

We'll make sure every household knows that the first privately owned dance hall in the capital has opened.