My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 508 The Bad Habit of Playing Cards
Because of these three years, everyone was kept at a level playing field.

Even Xu Rao and his ilk, who haven't yet accumulated enough resources and capital for their powerful approach, are far behind other private entrepreneurs across the country who can get started as quickly as Wei Dong.

Everyone was cautiously testing the waters.

This led Wei Dong to plunge in and swim wildly in various strokes.

You can't blame him for swimming so enthusiastically; it just so happens that the beginner village is in Jiangzhou!

Wei Dong was completely unaware that this was the starting point for the entire mainland's economic system reform.

Moreover, the starting point for him to find You Qili to lead the way was extremely high.

Even without him, You Qili would have been a reform leader who garnered national-level attention.

Having seized the blessing of good fortune, Weidong was actually propelled to rapid progress by the historical status of Jiangzhou.

In other words, Jiangzhou is also taking advantage of his pioneering role in reform to forge ahead relentlessly.

As for the scale of bringing out Beijing and Shanghai, it was all done passively by taking over and responding to challenges.

But Wei Dong was well aware that in ten or twenty years, once these two megacities had developed, Jiangzhou would have nothing left to do with them.

Even with the current asset ratio, it would far exceed the value of a factory area like Jiangzhou in twenty or thirty years.

The key is how to get through these past ten years smoothly, or rather, he is unwilling to just give up like this.

Others might not understand, but he, having come from a tax-related background, knew all too well that what could be praised to the skies now could be easily erased by anything once the tide turned.

Didn't You Qili remain imprisoned for many years after he changed planes?

Even if you don't make any mistakes, the Golden Building and Golden Photo Studio under your feet have also undergone the transformation of public-private partnership.

There was a moment of silence.

Perhaps... Dong Xueying saw this terrifying scale of wealth?

This unreliable thought even flashed through Wei Dong's mind.

After all, he had personally experienced the crackdown on the private economy and had been imprisoned.

But then he changed his mind and erased it, leaving his sister and daughter behind, so that it wouldn't be him trying to run away.

Dong Xueqing wasn't as terrified as her sister, but she sat quietly to the side, watching the face illuminated by the screen, and the child with a tender face, eyes wide open, staring at the screen. For a moment, she was mesmerized.

At that moment, the office door was pushed open, and Qin Yuye walked in with a mature demeanor beyond his years: "Want some hot pot? I've been away for so long, I really miss that delicious taste."

She changed her clothes again, wearing a black coat with shoulder pads, and with her fluffy curly hair, she looked just like the Tesla logo.

Shen Cuiyue, who was behind her, was more down-to-earth. Her dark red pullover had the hood tucked out over her navy blue jacket, and her shifty-eyed appearance actually had a bit of androgynous beauty. Maybe she was the one who instigated the Hong Kong girl to go ahead.

Wei Dong looked up with a thoughtful expression and saw the two of them.

I almost laughed; these are just two reminders for myself.

They quietly transferred assets towards Hong Kong to leave themselves an escape route, ready to flee at the slightest sign of trouble.
As for the fate of Shen Cuiyue and her family for their crimes, it was nothing short of ruin and death.

After closing the software with the mouse, Dong Xueqing quickly turned off the power, unplugged the data card containing her own assets, and quietly inserted it into Xiaodie's swaddling clothes.

Seeing Wei Dong stand up, he said, "Sure, I was thinking the same thing. I'd rather just find a roadside shop than go to the Queen's Restaurant for a fancy meal."

Shen Cuiyue then chimed in, "That's right. When Xiao Wu came, he took those nouveau riche from the surrounding districts and counties to eat across the street. He said he wanted to expand the fleet and win over these people to do business with Shanghai. They're not worthy of you showing your face."

Wei Dong always wanted to pinch her cheeks. Before, she had to wear a mask to cover her changing expressions, but her eyes and brows always carried a mischievous and rich emotion, as if she was teasing or mocking.

She held back her anger and said, "It's because you girls are too pretty. When you go to those glamorous places, people notice you and they'll say that I'm just living a life of debauchery now that I've made money."

Indeed, with the three of them surrounding him like that, it did give the impression that this man was definitely extraordinary and incredibly powerful.

Qin Yuye was pleasantly surprised: "Is this a compliment? I've never heard you say that before. These are the new clothes you just brought back from Hong Kong."

He generously invited Dong Xueqing, "Why don't you go downstairs and pick out a few pieces? Take your pick; there are a few with particularly slim fits that should suit you."

The sister-in-law forced a smile: "Thank you, your outfit really looks good, and Xiaoyue's outfit looks good too."

Shen Cuiyue immediately said, "You like it? Then wear it... I guarantee there won't be any fleas."

He even took off his jacket as he spoke, saying, "Whether it's the outer jacket or the inner sweater, it's up to you."

This immediately made the two girls laugh.

As Wei Dong was already walking out, he laughed and scolded, "Stop making fun of your chivalrous tricks. City girls don't just wear any old clothes. Their hygiene habits are different."

Shen Cuiyue was just pretending to test the waters anyway, and she didn't care when she stopped: "There really aren't many good clothes to choose from in Jiangzhou. Having seen the world, I think even the fancy clothes in the Friendship Store are incredibly tacky." Right next to the Liujin Building is the Friendship Store, Jiangzhou's best department store for foreigners. You have to use foreign exchange certificates to buy things there, just like when Weidong bought a tape recorder and sanitary napkins in Shanghai. It was considered the best store in big cities at that time.

Even so, this is a "high-end store" that is extremely rare, even in provincial capitals and above.

People usually buy things at other department stores nearby, and the rationing system still exists today.

It was already dark, so Wei Dong decided not to rush upstairs to see the interior of the completed building.

As I entered the elevator and went downstairs, I silently pointed at the elevator operator without saying a word.

The group emerged from the underground parking garage and slowly walked into the dimly lit backstreet, with the female soldier driver assigned to Qin Yuye and Dong Xueqing standing about ten meters behind them.

Wei Dong was asked to open his coat to shield the child from the cold wind before he explained the new agreement reached with the city: "Old Hong's production capacity has reached its limit. To fill the national market, it will definitely need to double. However, their factory has limited room for expansion. More importantly, as employees of a collectively owned enterprise, they are all treated like royalty. Therefore, we need to take advantage of the capacity expansion to eliminate potential risks. The entire factory will be relocated to the Fifth Floor, and the area along the street will be transformed into Jiangzhou's first comprehensive commercial center, mainly selling attractive clothing."

The girls instantly became enthusiastic.

At this time, eating is not a big problem. Although Jiangzhou is a city with a strong sense of chivalry and the food is not so refined, and the daily hot pot and canteens are in a very rough style, there is the Queen Restaurant right across from my house, as well as the Mountain Ridge Restaurant and Jiangzhou Hotel, which have great chef resources.

It is definitely among the top in the country.

As for housing, at least the two houses owned by Shen Laosan and Qin Yuye, if decorated according to Wei Dong's later tastes, would have a simple and elegant feel.

Needless to say, even without driving a luxury car, in an era with virtually no traffic jams, it would have been convenient for Wei Dong to drive his old truck.

The only thing I can't buy is clothes.

And do women really enjoy buying clothes? They enjoy the pleasure of shopping.

So everyone was overjoyed to hear this: "Really? I want to open a few international brand boutiques!"

"Is it like the big shopping malls we've seen in Hong Kong, the ones downstairs from the Heinz Group? Hehe, I'll take charge of this commercial center."

Even the somewhat preoccupied Fengchu was beaming with excitement, but he didn't speak, mainly observing.

Let Wei Dong say: "Bullshit, who can afford international brands at this time? This is what I'm thinking: build a large supermarket on the basement floor, and Uncle Huang will hire people to help us, but try to source the goods from within China. The first and second floors on the street will be various self-operated clothing stores. Everyone can use their own methods to get whatever clothes they want to sell. Shanghai already has a clothing wholesale and retail market. We're just a fully-fledged version of a free market. We'll build it up and only rent it out, not sell it. Even if the rent is cheaper, we'll make sure to attract customers. We'll probably need to borrow people from Hong Kong to manage it."

This was the key point he had been pondering.

He has become a billionaire, but not quite a billionaire.

The key is that all of their assets are in the means of production.

For example, this commercial center was built with our own money, and it seems that we don't make much money every year, just enough to break even.

But ten years later, with stable policies and clear property rights, and twenty years later with urban development and soaring commercial real estate values, one can then publicly declare a net worth of hundreds of millions.

Does that mean we can easily possess it?

In short, the scenario he described was exactly what all three people present had experienced with him during their inspection tour in Hong Kong.

The Hong Kong girl was extremely familiar with it: "That's right! We only rent, we don't sell. We don't earn this little bit of rent. We just want to drive up and hype up the entire property value. It's the kind of tactic that Uncle Tak and his gang often use. I didn't know it could be used like this!"

"Hehe, then I recommend Sister Duan to do this. She used to work at the clothing wholesale market behind here. Wouldn't it be possible to buy goods from the wholesale market and then sell them in this commercial center in JB District to double the price?"

These past few days, Qin Yuye has actually wandered around various places in Shanghai: "That's right, there are several clothing markets in Shanghai now. Huating Road has a very fashionable atmosphere, with Hong Kong styles copied from eastern Guangdong, as well as trendy styles imitated from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Qipu Road is cheaper and more ordinary, but it's cheap and affordable for the general public, with dresses costing ten yuan..."

The vivid description is very lifelike, but it doesn't capture the kind of alluring charm that a queen of pleasure would possess.

It's a joy and comfort that comes from the heart.

Rang Weidong fell silent, smiling as he led the way to a dirty roadside hot pot restaurant behind the house. The Hong Kong girl, caught up in the conversation, didn't pay much attention, only briefly tugging at Rang Weidong's jacket as they crossed the sewage-filled roadside, before letting go and continuing to gesture.

When Dong Xueqing sat down, she wanted to wipe the greasy table and chairs for her brother-in-law, but Wei Dong did it for her first instead.

When ordering, I even more surprisingly asked the restaurant for a hot pot with two separate broths.

Even Shen Cuiyue, a true native of Jiangzhou, was shocked and secretly gave the Hong Kong girl a wink.

They then noticed that in addition to the hearty dishes like tripe, duck intestines, loach, eel, and catfish, Wei Dong had also ordered small glutinous rice balls and white fungus soup.

When did this stereotypical straight man suddenly become enlightened?

Wei Dong then revealed his true intentions: "Xiao Qing might be pregnant. She's been avoiding certain foods and eating light meals. Let's continue our conversation."

"Screw you talking!" The three girls' expressions changed.

Xiaodie leaned against her father's chest with a blank expression, looking quite sickly.

(End of this chapter)