My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 348 What Should This Era Be Like?
Qin Yuye clearly hesitated for a moment before not making a blatant offer to use someone as collateral.

She ordered with a charming smile: "No matter who you partner with in this game console company, I want to split your shares in half with you, including the profits."

Wei Dong is secretly laughing. You probably don't know that my company doesn't make much money at all.

His unusually lewd expression startled even the driver, who was occasionally turning his head: "What, what are you thinking about?"

He quickly straightened up and said, "No problem, this isn't collateral, it's a wise investment on your part."

Qin Yuye had never enjoyed such treatment before, so he mustered up his courage and went further: "Then I want the factory. I'll mortgage the current jeans factory to you. As long as you don't make money, as long as you don't make several times... five times, no, ten times my money in mainland China, then you'll compensate me with the factory."

She was being a little coquettish, desperately trying to make the task seem impossible.

That tiny abacus, practically a family business, almost knocked the beads off the windshield.

The real bet was a business worth hundreds of millions, but the stake was a 4,000-square-meter factory in an inland economic development zone. It's more like playing a game of romance.

But for straight men, compared to the massive scale of a level 6 completed factory, a level 3, two-story jeans factory is practically a nobody.

Moreover, it filled Wei Dong with immense confidence in the future of the mainland economy.

He casually and generously said, "In ten years, I will subsidize you with the money you earn in foreign trade. If the total value does not increase tenfold, I will compensate you with my three-story, three-tiered factory building."

Tenfold growth in ten years: Hong Kong girls start to fantasize: "By twenty-eight, I should be a wealthy wife with a net worth of over 100 million, right?"

The implication is very strong.

Wei Dong held her neck and poured chicken soup into her mouth: "You are a rich woman yourself. You are in charge of your own life. You have a net worth of over 100 million? This is the minimum requirement for foreign trade that you can earn. You calculate how many foreign trade orders you can do every year."

Actually, it's not hard to calculate. The female driver happily did the mental calculation: "This time I only tried sending 20,000 messages, which is $400,000. If the sales are good, I can send 200,000 messages a year?"

That's four million dollars in profit!

Even disregarding rising prices, and especially without considering the potential doubling of the US dollar's appreciation against the RMB, this alone would easily translate to an income of over 100 million RMB in ten years.

Wei Dong also needs to cultivate the fighting power of the wealthy foreign trade woman: "So, how do you think you can guarantee the overseas sales of 200,000 pairs of jeans every year, or even more?"

That's 200,000 6502 chips, etc... 200,000 learning machines a year?

More than 10,000 units per month?
X record players are now all aiming for this number.

If a learning machine/game console with a unique business model only sells for this much, that would be truly shameful.

That's definitely a bit too little.

Quickly add: "Aim to sell 500,000 or 1 million units!"

A precocious girl who could have become a queen of erotic films was dazzled by the golden knife and clenched her little fists, saying "yes!"

I don't even want to go to this World Expo anymore: "I want to go find Uncle Tanaka to sell my goods, I want to advertise!"

She learned from her older brother, so she must know the brand operation process. In Japan, you also need to advertise to sell successfully.

"I know you filmed a great commercial in Pyeonggyeong. The demand for jeans has skyrocketed this week. I can film that storyline too!"

She sent Wei Dong from Jiangzhou to Pingjing, and then returned to Hong Kong, but she was clearly still keeping an eye on the factory's operations.

After thinking about it for a moment, Wei Dong shook his head: "It's a waste for you to film that kind of student-like scene. Besides, that's how it's filmed in mainland China because there are many restrictions. In Japan, you definitely have to go for a sexy route."

The scene was also briefly described; there's no need for complicated plots, just focus on the figure, show off the curves, and a few glances back are enough.

The female driver was puzzled. This man seemed so clueless about romance, so how could he be so familiar with my body?

Of course I know it. I've studied it for ten years, and I even reviewed it in depth the night before last. How could I not be familiar with it?

And how can you be so certain that you want to take photos and enjoy taking photos?
My heart felt both sour and numb, like the flavor of five-spice powder, which felt incredibly fresh.

So when she arrived in Zhubo City, Qin Yuye first called Uncle Tanaka to ask if he could arrange for her to film an advertisement, and she could star in the low-budget TV commercial herself.

Even a blind man could see how alluring this precocious girl looked on camera, and the handsome Japanese man repeatedly said it was no problem.

We arranged a time for the photoshoot in the evening.

After quickly finishing a bowl of ramen, I headed to the World Expo site at Wei Dong's urging.

If it weren't for men's fondness for it, this erotic film queen, who's already turning into a money-grubber, wouldn't be interested in watching a "Science Festival." This isn't some kind of place for children's science education.

The entrance was indeed more crowded than Disneyland, with a significant portion of the crowd consisting of primary and secondary school students and kindergarten children. They were dressed in school uniforms and wearing small round hats, forming a long, winding line like the children from Sunflower Kindergarten.

This place is similar to the route from Shanghai to Pudong, or from Beijing to Huairou; they are all satellite cities on the outskirts of the Tokyo metropolitan area.

Only then could this small open space, smaller than a zoo, be temporarily set up to host the World Science Exposition.

From afar, it was confirmed that this was the World Expo that Wei Dong had heard about.

Expos that emphasize international exchange and display in separate pavilions typically feature two themes: science and technology, and culture and lifestyle.

However, as the series progressed, it became more of a showcase of the gap between the few superpowers in science and technology, while other countries were relegated to the sidelines, merely serving as bystanders and demonstrating the diverse cultural presence of the world, with less and less emphasis on technology itself.

It's still quite heavy right now, and it probably does indeed bear the responsibility of popularizing science among the people.

Even from several hundred meters away, you can see a color screen that is twenty or thirty meters high standing in an open area that looks like Disneyland!

Wei Dong was stunned. Forty years later, in Shangzhou, you could indeed see street events with display screens, and color screens embedded in shopping malls in the city center.

This is the 1985 year.

Is the generation gap really that big?
No wonder so many people kneel down immediately after going abroad.

We drove up and got out of the car at the parking lot right at the foot of this giant screen to enter the park.

Wei Dong kept filming the super display screen labeled "Soni" with a camera.

I took pictures of the Japanese around me who weren't even as tall as the screen's bezel; no wonder they're only now beaming with pride and self-satisfaction.

The mentality of feeling superior to others can be created simply through high technology, without needing motivational speeches or slogans.

The girl wasn't particularly sensitive to the technology; she just looked up in amazement at the beautiful woman in the advertisement on the big screen.

Then I noticed: "Is sunburnt skin the trend in Tokyo this year? I want to capture this trend in my advertisements."

She definitely has a talent for selling roasted meat.

That was also filmed on camera, as a kind of rehearsal.

The expo site covers an area of ​​approximately 100 hectares, twice the size of a large zoo.

Now, Wei Dong carries a camcorder slung across his shoulder, his backpack is filled with blank videotapes and spare batteries, and a long-zoom point-and-shoot camera hangs around his neck, taking turns to use them.

Skillfully using a telephoto lens, I located the main attractions such as the Inland Pavilion and the Electronic Equipment Science and Technology Pavilion on the publicly displayed park map.

Start leg training.

Among the various national pavilions, he would definitely skip the smaller countries that focused on culture and instead concentrate on the pavilions of the powerful European and American nations.

But to everyone's surprise, the largest pavilion, the one with the most visitors, was actually the shower machine!
Its shape resembles the plexiglass bubble of later oxygenated cabins, giving it a distinctly space-age feel.

Actually, it's a folding sauna cabin structure that's also sold on Pinduoduo. You can open the cockpit-like cover of a fighter jet and sit inside, with only your head sticking out.

Hundreds of spectators crowded around the equipment, which was set up high up, craning their necks to see!

Many children had faces full of curiosity!
Wei Dong is too lazy to even take videos and photos. Is this what you call science? I don't even care to call you out. You're all just here to see tall, long-legged ladies in high-cut swimsuits coming out of the bath.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a lewd island nation that produced Crayon Shin-chan and countless action movies.

This kind of demeanor applies to everyone, regardless of age or gender.

Qin Yuye was initially laughing uncontrollably at his吐槽 (tu cao, meaning to roast or criticize), and even encouraged him to squeeze to the front to see.

As a result, her fair skin and beautiful face, along with her radiant smile, attracted the silent flashes of many cameras around her.

Wei Dong saw her today's look: a sunny, pretty girl in a white fitted tank top, black wide-leg pants, and a blue and white striped shirt.

Suddenly, he asked, "When did this World Expo start?"

The translator quickly turned to a dumbfounded staff member nearby and asked, "One month! It's only been open for a month, and we're getting over 200,000 visitors every day!"

Disneyland only has 20,000 visitors per day, but the crowds at this World Expo site were comparable to those at a 5A-level scenic spot during a short holiday in China in later years.

Wei Dong laughed and gave Qin Yuye an idea: "Look at all these people watching. I did occasionally catch related footage on TV yesterday and the day before. I didn't expect it to be so popular. Your ad should ride this wave. It looks like someone is taking a shower inside, but they come out wearing jeans, saying it's a washing machine..."

Qin Yuye thought about it for a moment, then almost laughed himself to the ground, and kept saying "okay!"

Hurry up and go out to call Mr. Tanaka; we need to prepare the props.

They actually said they had all come to see it, and were all impressed by the shower machine with the beautiful woman emerging from the bath, and kept saying how good it was.

But this raises a question: "How many units did you receive in your first batch? What if demand exceeds supply after all this advertising?"

So after hanging up the phone, I immediately made an international call to the factory, demanding that they immediately switch production, changing the daily capacity of over 10,000 pieces from the regular version at 6.8 yuan to the fashionable version at 9.3 yuan, maintaining full production capacity for 15 consecutive days, and then sending a batch of goods by rail to Shanghai every three days for re-export. I also requested that the manager of the Shanghai branch establish a new foreign trade department to fully handle this work.

The final instruction, of course, was for Wei Dong to have the jeans factory's assistant forward it to... Manager Shen.

Wei Dong also called Shen Laosan to give him some instructions.

Shen Cuiyue, even through the phone, had a half-smile on her face: "I understand, sir. Don't worry, I will absolutely not let them get in touch with Madam."

He told Wei Dong to spit on it, but didn't say that this approach was wrong.

Standing by the makeshift international phone booth, Qin Yuye watched him hang up the phone before teasing him, "I've discovered that your relationship with Miss Shen is quite unusual. You're most relaxed and genuine when you're with her."

Wei Dong still stubbornly insisted: "Covering up? I'm most honest with my wife, I'm the one who doesn't hide anything..."

Before he even realized his words were suggestive, the Hong Kong girl was already covering her mouth and giggling, silently enduring the ruts left by his words.

Just then, accompanied by a whooshing sound from the sky, the densely packed tourists in the open space above the venue, like sunflowers in a field, all turned their heads back and exclaimed in amazement.

Wei Dong peeked out too, and there was actually a person flying in the sky...

If it weren't for the face of the queen of erotic films leaning against him, he would have felt like he was in a time warp.

(End of this chapter)