My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 409 A Keen Eye for Recognizing a Hero

As soon as he came out, Jin Zhuoqun advised Wei Dong: "This is a thankless task. It has the backing of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the software support from Tsinghua and Peking Universities, and the enterprises led by the Fourth Ministry of Machinery Industry... We can't afford to offend them."

He was afraid Wei Dong wouldn't know: "Just two years ago, the Ministry of Machinery Industry, the State Administration of Optoelectronics, and the State Administration of Computers were merged into the Ministry of Electronics Industry. The brick and television stations all belong to the Ministry of Electronics Industry, and the computer is directly under its jurisdiction. You are just a concubine or a side door, and you may be laid off at any time."

He gave a wry smile: "Just like when we were laid off from the cultural propaganda team, we were nothing. Our personal abilities and ambitions were nothing in the face of these macro-control measures, so it's most important to keep an eye on our future."

He made Wei Dong turn to look at him: "If everyone is only thinking about their own future, would they still have the courage to sacrifice themselves for their country?"

Jin Zhuoqun looked him straight in the eye: "I've been on the battlefield. In times of life and death, national crisis and family feud, did I ever hesitate for a second? I've seen so many people die with my own eyes. Do you think I wasn't moved at all? So don't give me those grand theories. Only what you hold firmly in your own hands is your own resource. Haven't you always believed in yourself all this time? So Wei Dong, you may think I'm opportunistic and sycophantic, but isn't this the kind of reality we have to face? Why should we, with our talent and ability, have to follow behind those who were born into wealth and become their dogs?"

Wei Dong was told not to tell him that there were compradors attacking the computer business from the other side. He was afraid that if he heard about the background of the other side, he would be even more forced to kneel down, and might even sell himself to Wei Dong as a pledge of loyalty.

He patted Jin Zhuoqun's arm with a smile: "Reality is messed up, but dreams make life bearable. Since we've come this far, it's best to still have some dreams and a childlike heart. Just like you can hear the surging power in this song, then you should live up to this talent."

Since everyone here is an adult, the fact that Wei Dong won't say anything more about what he should or shouldn't do is essentially a way of setting boundaries and taking precautions.

Jin Zhuoqun smiled and nodded, "We've worked hard together and watched each other grow, so of course we can talk about anything. I know you've helped me a lot, and I'll definitely do a good job with this TV series."

Seeing that Wei Dong's gains were clearly not relevant to the situation, he smiled even more generously and kindly.

She was inwardly cursing herself for becoming so hypocritical.
Damn it, does becoming a lord really mean you have to be so two-faced?
But a naive and innocent girl can't really achieve great things.

Didn't Wei Dong himself waver and feel resentful about what happened in Shanghai?

Fortunately, seeing the situation at the computer research center upon my return strengthened my resolve.

Of course, the core of our determination is our confidence in the future, especially in the computer industry. Even the Chinese learning machine and the comprador class couldn't save the domestic computer industry. I'll give it a try; at worst, it'll end up like their fate.

They agreed on all the lyrics and melodies so that Wei Dong could recreate about 70-80% of the content.

Jin Zhuoqun, who was actually there to express his gratitude but never actually said thank you, was seen off.

He then took Fengchu back to the factory.

Dong Xueqing listened intently: "Ever since he went to the panda pavilion, he has received our family's help to gain power, but he has never been convinced by our family."

Wei Dong understood perfectly: "He has talent, and he's also resentful of not being recognized for his talents. So he seizes every opportunity to climb the ladder. But more than a year has passed, and he's still stuck at this mediocre point. Seeing us growing stronger day by day, he must feel a bit unbalanced and narrow-minded. Don't worry about it. We'll just use what he can."

Dong Xueqing's greatest strength is that she treats her brother-in-law like royalty, agreeing with whatever he says and immediately adjusting herself to comply: "Okay! Then I will gradually shift my focus to computer research and development, and slowly find replacements at the zoo."

Wei Dong was satisfied: "Yes, only by focusing can you do things well. Trying to do everything will only result in a mess. I remember reading in a novel that there is a very simple way to tell if someone is lying."

My sister-in-law, always the perfect straight man, said, "What's the solution? Teach me!"

It's really simple: "Just look at what he's been boasting about and doing. Take three months as a limit and see if there's any change. If after 100 days there's no progress and he's still spouting the same old rhetoric, then he's definitely a big liar."

Wei Dong used this standard to judge You Qili, and felt that he was more of a conman than Jin Zhuoqun.

But at least these two are still doing something.

The only difference is the methods and viewpoints; at most, they just use deception as one of the means to get things done.

Some people who only boast about their big projects all day long are just fooling people.

Dong Xueqing studied the definition carefully, but still reminded her, "Then why are you doing so many things, from sales, factory management, transportation, the zoo, and computers? I'm just stumbling along following along, and I'm already overwhelmed."

Wei Dong quickly reflected, "I had no choice. I had to expand this much to support these huge money pits, damn it!"

Following her brother-in-law's gaze, Fengchu couldn't help but chirp, "Don't fall into her trap! I'm keeping an eye on things for my sister."

Even after an hour or two at the computer center, Shen Cuiyue remained standing at the entrance with a smile, seemingly unmoved like a human-shaped display board.

The woman from the Jianghu is truly ruthless to herself.

She smiled sweetly as Wei Dong drew closer: "Holding the Dragon Head Commander in my arms is like Han Xin ascending the podium."
Han Xin ascended the platform to pay homage to the commander, while Ziya carried the list down the mountain.

Ziya carried the Investiture of the Gods on his back, and brothers from all directions obeyed his orders.

Congratulations, brother, on your safe return, having found treasure by land and encountered favorable winds by water.

There were also several young men and women responsible for receiving guests. They were all clever and quick-witted people drawn from various places in the village and factories. They stood respectfully behind her.

In the back hall, there were also managers from various departments of the factory, the factory director, and branch supervisors. A bunch of people came over and saluted.

While Wei Dong felt she was being a bit too pretentious, he had to admit that this tactic was particularly effective in managing his sanitary napkin factory, which had thousands of employees.

Throughout history, as long as there is a sense of adoration for the leader, even large-scale operations become easier. Simply leading by example and getting along with everyone can easily create the illusion among the lower ranks that "I can do it too," which demoralizes the troops and diminishes their fighting spirit.

So Wei Dong could only keep a straight face and say, "Thank you all for your support from home..."

He also had to defend himself: "We are an integrated production and sales company, but the future belongs to computers. We might have to invest in the computer industry in every aspect of our business here. So please respect the computer R&D center from now on and support the construction of the computer building. Only in this way can we ensure smooth sailing for the next few decades..."

Despite knowing absolutely nothing about computers, Shen Cuiyue took the lead and loudly proclaimed, "Thank you, Big Brother, for clearing the way!"

The others followed her lead and explained it clearly.

They managed to turn the atmosphere of a modern factory into something resembling a gangster's den.

Wei Dong could only curse Shen Laosan under his breath when he happened to be checking on the construction schedule: "You damn well better know when to stop. Don't you understand the principle of moderation?"

Shen Cuiyue was only paying lip service and saying one thing but meaning another: "Big brother is right, Xiaoyue will correct herself in the future."

Anyway, she did all the dirty work, and it was always her who got all the criticism and sycophancy behind people's backs.

It doesn't affect the leader's greatness and righteousness.

Then, she offered a fawning smile to Fengchu, who was watching from the sidelines: "Sister Qing went to Shanghai, did you bring back any gifts for Xiaoyue?"

This is exactly what annoys Dong Xueqing: "If you want a gift from him, just say so. Using me as a stepping stone is like treating me like a fool!"

Shen Cuiyue replied calmly, "How could Xiaoyue dare? We work like slaves in the factory every day, and nobody cares."

Fengchu jumped up in anger: "You're deliberately trying to sow discord!"

Just as Wei Dong was about to speak, he heard Shen Cuiyue retort: ​​"No way, I'm just good at flattering people."

He smiled like a tyrant, trying to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, you can't win an argument with her. You should say less. Wasn't the fourth stage supposed to be done at a slower pace? How come it's been rushed through in the last two months..."

Dong Xueqing thought it was a criticism, so she quickly seized the opportunity to put down her: "That's right! You dare to disobey what I say!"

Old Shen was too lazy to tease this clueless fool: "We need to finish this project quickly before we can set up accounts and start other new construction sites. And once the new parts are completed, I want to turn the second floor into a large canteen so that everyone can eat together here and understand that every grain of rice and every meal was earned by you and your team."

I may not understand modern corporate management, but when it comes to understanding people's hearts, all sorts of scams revolve around how to exploit and manipulate the working class.

It has been remarkably effective in influencing this large number of frontline employees.

These four levels already constitute a huge space of 50 meters by 150 meters per floor.

The downstairs area will definitely be used as an extension of the sanitary napkin factory, and a wide staircase will be built on the second floor to go directly up. Not only can the employees of the sanitary napkin factory, jeans factory, printing factory, etc., who already number around 10,000, come to eat, but the 3,000 to 4,000 construction workers across the street, along with their families, can also be accommodated.

It can immediately alleviate the congestion and also create a new wave of logistics management positions, which is indeed beneficial and harmless.

But with her sister-in-law present, it wasn't good to immediately praise or agree. Instead, she criticized, "This is nonsense. What's the difference between this and a state-owned factory running a 'big pot' system? You should turn this entire floor, along the wall, into two-story food stalls and restaurants, and let skilled couples run them. Then you can collect a symbolic management fee, making it a food court. Anyone who cheats on the weight or charges high prices for low quality can just get out. Wouldn't that win the hearts of the people more?"

Although the tone was rather stern, Shen Cuiyue could tell that he was actually giving her the entire business.

He immediately put on a crestfallen look, as if he had just been criticized, and said okay.

If it had a tail, it would wag it merrily, like flirting through a phoenix chick—so comfortable!
Dong Xueqing hummed contentedly. Having been sheltered in a greenhouse by her older sister since childhood, she was far less shrewd than the dock girl.

What they didn't notice next was that the third floor had already been allocated to the jeans factory to expand its production line, so Wei Dong simply asked for the fourth floor as a large factory for computer research and assembly.

The fact that this entire fourth level was immediately put to use proves that Shen Cuiyue's management methods after arriving at the new factory were effective.

In addition to the achievements made by Shi Tou during this trip to Shanghai.

Wei Dong couldn't help but reward her for her contributions: "Now that the sanitary napkin workshop of more than 5,000 square meters under the fourth floor has been expanded, I think you can move all the workshops from the former pharmaceutical factory here, so that you can focus all your energy on the management of this factory area."

Each factory and workshop has its own management personnel, who are essentially professional managers who are paid to perform their duties.

However, the 100,000-square-meter super factory area was handed over to Shen Laosan to manage. This territory was actually much larger than Dong Xueying's, not to mention the tens of thousands of people involved.

Any other man would probably be extremely grateful, willing to serve his lord with his life, even unto death.

Women, however, think differently. Shen Cuiyue, with her keen ears, immediately noticed: "The factory buildings and land that were vacated can't just be returned for nothing. Once they're in our pockets, they're our property. Returning them won't make you seem noble; they'll just be a hot potato."

Compared to Jin Zhuoqun, who always wants to establish her own power base, it's hard for anyone who marries a woman like her not to become rich.

(End of this chapter)