My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 339 The blade is merciless in its strikes, the sword is gentle in its touch.
Since Ai Jiayi was there, Wei Dong casually asked her about the dance moves in the parade.

He didn't really understand, but he must have seen similar videos and had a pretty deep impression of things like the bunny hop.

The strange gestures almost made the dancer, who had just retired before the Spring Festival, laugh to death.

Finally, she explained that it was quite simple: she was going to Jiangzhou with Yu Xiaoqiu and the others to shoot an advertisement before May Day, and she had her own channels to handle the matter.

Wei Dongcai was able to depart for Japan on time.

As a result, the original version was immediately seen at Tokyo Disneyland.

Of course, this is also thanks to the female Hong Kong businesswoman who appeared precisely at Tokyo Airport.

She's been here for almost a week, and even went to Fukushima when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

It didn't stop her from getting the news and waving from the arrival gate.

A red short-sleeved fitted fleece top paired with dark jeans, with its wide, ruffled neckline alone, makes her stand out among the crowd waiting to pick up passengers.

As usual, Lao Gao from the Jiangzhou Foreign Affairs Office accompanied them. Upon seeing an acquaintance, he was actually relieved: "With Miss Qin here, I can take good care of the experts."

His job was to keep an eye on people at all times.

If Wei Dong is definitely trustworthy, then going separately will actually save him trouble.

Qin Yuye was the real tour guide: "I drove the car and only today did I confirm that the sales manager in Shanghai had shipped the goods. It must be her first time handling export goods, but she was very serious and it took her several days to finish packing and inspection."

Let Weidong, huh?

I vaguely guessed the reason.

As previously agreed, the jeans factory carefully selected a batch of colorful brand goods, which were shipped from Jiangzhou to Shanghai for warehousing at a near-free rate. Then, Qin Yuye traveled to Hong Kong with her older brother for a day or two to prepare before flying to Tokyo to confirm the importing company and finally notifying the foreign trade department to ship the goods.

This is exactly what Wei Dong was supposed to do during those few days in Pingjing.

Both Zhang Lanzhi and her parents possess a meticulous and earnest nature, and they must have devoted all their energy to the groundbreaking export trade process these past few days.

Is this the real reason why my trip abroad was delayed?

The tour guide keenly noticed that he seemed a little distracted: "What's wrong?"

Wei Dong shook his head vigorously: "It's nothing."

When they came out to the garage, it was a white Nissan minivan, much larger than Wei Dong's small four-wheel drive minivan. The eight seats were just right, making it convenient for Lao Gao and the five curious technicians who were looking around.

The Foreign Affairs Office is annoyed by these excited newcomers going abroad; they can easily cause trouble.

It's good that Wei Dong's attention is on the car, effectively dispelling the already faint image in his mind.

Qin Yuye skillfully started the car: "Next time you go to Hong Kong, get an IDF driver's license like I did, and you can drive in all over the world. This is the car I borrowed from Anke."

She possesses a competence and composure rarely seen in mainland Chinese women, as well as a worldly and generous demeanor.

Even without Wei Dong, this might be the quality that made her stand out among the dazzling array of Hong Kong actresses. Of course, that moment of taking off her clothes was also crucial.

That's not necessarily true now. Even Wei Dong admired the eighteen-year-old girl: "Are you very familiar with this area?"

The Hong Kong woman said she was used to it: "When Lawson is doing well, he comes here for vacation several times a year; when he's not doing well, he's filled with anxiety..."

He even gave a wink, indicating that he wouldn't say anything more.

But since the distance was very short, instead of taking the technicians into the bustling metropolis of Tokyo, they drove about 20 or 30 kilometers northwest of the international airport to a relatively remote industrial area: "This is an automated production line manufacturing plant that my older brother helped me contact. You can learn about it here first, and we will come back in a couple of days to take you to visit a more advanced production line."

Old Gao was extremely grateful, as this greatly reduced his work pressure. His biggest fear was that he wouldn't be able to contain his amazement at capitalism on the bustling streets.

We'll even lead the way in seeing you off, and it would be best if you came to pick us up again when you're leaving!

The focused and serious middle-aged Japanese man, dressed in work clothes, received the inspection team in a meticulous manner, first taking them to the factory dormitory to change into work clothes and have a working meal.

Qin Yuye's Japanese communication skills were very effective, making Wei Dong believe once again that she must be a master at foreign trade.

The eighteen-year-old girl felt the gaze and didn't hide her smugness: "I've watched Lawson negotiate all sorts of deals since I was little. I both admire and am nervous about it. I really enjoy the sense of accomplishment of showcasing my various abilities in transactions, but I'm also filled with immense pressure from failure. So you won't experience such dramatic ups and downs, right?"

Wei Dong relaxed and leaned back in the passenger seat, recounting how they had secured the approval for the mega-project in Pingjing: "On paper, the total investment is about 300 to 500 million yuan, but in reality, it's being broken down into a ten-year phase to gradually build up production capacity. That is, we're acquiring corn, starting with completing a specific product, expanding the workshops one by one, and finally reaching the scale of all derivative products. It's roughly around the factory area by the river where you stayed when you went to Shangzhou to film the TV show."

Qin Yuye was indeed a little uneasy again, as was his habit: "Do we really have to do such a big project? We can make money by constantly expanding the jeans factory."

This is undoubtedly the proudest achievement. The jeans factory was established in December, utilizing existing factory buildings, workers, secondhand equipment shipped from elsewhere, and complete technical support. Trial production began in January. Production capacity ramped up after the Spring Festival.

She still earned hundreds of thousands, and it's clear that she'll continue to earn steadily in the future—this is the scenario she most hoped for.

Just expand the production lines for denim clothing, denim shirts, and denim skirts; there's absolutely no risk.

Back in Hong Kong, she became much more haughty when facing her family.

Looking at the dense rural buildings flashing by, Wei Dong realized that they were already much neater and more beautiful than the rural areas around Shangzhou that he was familiar with forty years later.

"It's hard for jeans factories to change this situation on a large scale. If you've been to the high-altitude border areas, you've seen how difficult life is there. There are many similar cases around Shangzhou. By setting up corn bioengineering factories, we can enable farmers to grow corn on a large scale and quickly escape poverty. Otherwise, they can only grow enough food for their own consumption each year, and they're lucky if they can even eat their fill."

He laughed as he said this: "Corn is a treasure trove. It contains starch, glucose, protein feed, alcohol, ethanol, corn oil, glutamic acid, and SOD. In turn, it can improve the living environment in rural areas. Seeing places like the plateau and border areas gradually become like this, that sense of accomplishment makes my trip worthwhile."

In 1985, it was somewhat unrealistic to depict in mainland China a vision of poverty alleviation that would become commonplace in 30 or 40 years.

The enthusiasm and passion that had been fueled two or three decades ago have just been shattered, and the whole nation is now frantically turning its attention to making money. This kind of idealism is even ridiculed.

However, the 1980s and 1990s were precisely the period of Hong Kong's most prosperous economic development. People from the lower and middle classes could more easily go abroad to study and exchange ideas, while those from the middle and upper classes actively participated in various social charities and environmental awareness was on the rise.

Qin Yuye's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances at the young man leaning back in his chair: "I want to go on this journey with you!"

Wei Dong also turned to look at her. Her figure, accentuated by the red tight-fitting sweater, was curvaceous, highlighting the fair and radiant skin at her neckline. The short sleeves made her look like a working-class woman with her sleeves rolled up and steering a car, exuding a unique charm that strongly attracted him.

I really don't know if it's the kind of fame that only she herself understands that makes Wei Dong react this way even when he sees Yu Xiaoqiu, whose features are more beautiful.

With difficulty, she looked away and said, "I welcome colleagues in the professional sense; you can indeed help me a lot."

Qin Yuye was already very excited: "Right! I think I like doing business and I have a talent for it. Just have a simple lunch, and tonight you'll help me show off your charm to this old man!"

Wei Dong chuckled and said, "I can't sing or dance, what charm do I have?"

This reminded the Hong Kong girl: "I have a cassette tape in my bag. I recorded a demo of your song, and Lawson said it was great!"

The designer handbag he pulled over, when opened by Wei Dong, didn't contain any sensitive items, but there were quite a few cosmetics: "How's your older brother's karaoke tape and MTV videotape business?"

Qin Yuye beamed: "Great! He's signed music video rights for so many singers and sold so many music videos. I can vaguely see signs that he's about to start messing around again, full of vigor!"

Wei Dong had already stuffed the cassette tape into the car's chock: "Then why don't you go help him sort things out..."

Just as Qin Yuye was about to respond, the prelude to the music began to echo in the carriage.

It was completely different from the 318 hit song that Wei Dong remembered.

It wasn't the folk song style he was familiar with at all.

It seems to have become a familiar name, yet it's hard to pinpoint exactly what makes it different from the Hong Kong style.

When Qin Yuye's slightly languid female voice rang out, the song's mood shifted dramatically: "I once dreamed of wandering the world with a sword..."

A little naive, a little curious, but without any signs of vicissitude!

It completely lacked the sense of age that Wei Dong was familiar with in the original song, the kind of middle-aged man lamenting that he's lived most of his life and is now like this. Instead, it felt more like a young girl's carefree whims. "Huh? Did I get lost? I might as well just casually strum a guitar and sing a song."

Moreover, Qin Yuye's voice seemed lazy and nonchalant, yet it gently wrapped around and enveloped the heart like silkworm silk.

So Wei Dong, unusually, squinted and immersed himself in the song, and quite unusually, he heard something different.

Qin Yuye glanced at him quickly and said nothing.

Of course, she also felt it was rather strange.

Wei Dong, who clearly came from such a backward mainland region, seemed quite curious even when he arrived in Hong Kong, meticulously exploring the city's details. So why did he remain so calm and unperturbed when he came to Japan, the most advanced and wealthy country in Asia?

Even when she drove into the increasingly bustling downtown area of ​​Tokyo, Wei Dong remained oblivious.

Wei Dong only started to get a little excited after parking the car in the underground parking lot near Akihabara Electric Town.

We grabbed a bite at a random roadside ramen shop, and the tour guide showed us the itinerary: "This afternoon at the electronics street, business talks with an old man in the evening, tomorrow morning to the temple shopping street, and this afternoon to visit Disneyland..."

She even got excited talking about it.

What's the difference between this and a couple's date?

(End of this chapter)