My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 579 It's quite rare to be both talented and beautiful.
If one is content with a modest fortune, reaching the level of a ten-thousand-yuan household, and chooses to live a quiet, unassuming life, then one can rely on the reborn clairvoyance to avoid this grand spectacle.

They will definitely be able to live a peaceful and comfortable life.

Of course, you also have to experience the various changes of the times, including those related to industry and commerce, taxation, sanitation, urban management, and all sorts of trivial matters, as well as local thugs and hooligans.

To make money, one must be in the mundane world, and Wei Dong lacks the skill to mine for gold while remaining detached from worldly affairs.

So, in three years, we have been driven to this situation, whether by choice or not.

does it worth?
Standing on the upper floor of the Salt Industry Association building, Wei Dong felt a sense of disorientation.

Because you can see the mighty Yangtze River, which is in its high-water season in July.

The architectural history of those buildings, which predates the Republic of China era, continues to this day, conveying a sense of timelessness and coexistence.

It's easy for people to want to leave a mark on their existence in this world.

I used to see those short videos about traditional Chinese culture, spiritual practice, and profound sayings, saying that when people start to think about why they live and what they want to leave behind, it's like they've overcome a hurdle in their inner spiritual practice, because they're searching for philosophical questions like "Who am I?"

The old security guard wouldn't think that much, but he couldn't help watching a lot of short videos.

This feeling becomes tangible once the family returns to the industrial park.

Because nearly a thousand households moved, nearly ten thousand people went inside the building to watch.

It's just noisy and bustling.

A significant portion of these people are former employees of third-tier factories, and they easily miss the bustling atmosphere of their former workplaces. Suddenly, they feel a sense of desolation and hardship, but coming here brings back those memories. It's truly heartwarming.

It's easy to feel a strong sense of determination to do a good job this time and not repeat the same mistakes.

That's how state-owned factories are. Most of them go through the initial struggle and hard work, and then gradually become complacent, lazy, and eat off the pot.

The Third Front factories, which had been operating for more than ten or twenty years, possessed both a spirit of hard work and perseverance, as well as a sense of complacency and a lack of fighting spirit due to their isolation.

Ultimately, being eliminated by the times is something one can only helplessly accept.

Having experienced the panic of a factory being left without a place to live, and not having the "just give up" mentality that comes with leaving a factory idle for ten or twenty years, all I want now is to rebuild its former glory.

Therefore, if Wei Dong were to carry the child inside again, it would surely cause a huge uproar, like a lord making an incognito visit.

Regardless of the comparisons or analogies used, the atmosphere of everyone shouting "Long live the Emperor!" was genuine and heartfelt.

"Hello Mr. Rang, is Building No. 5 also due for handover?"

"Mr. Rang, when will Buildings 8 and 9 go on sale? Can we register first?"

"How about you have some braised beef, it's fresh out of the pot, Xiaodie can try some..."

"Thank you, Mr. Rang, thank you to the company..."

To make Wei Dong more approachable, he asked, "Are you going to build a wall around here? Should we separate the factory area from the dormitory area?"

"Let's build a row of small buildings and turn them into convenience stores, so that everyone can buy something on their way to and from get off work..."

"Set up a movie theater?"

Everyone enthusiastically gathered around, chattering, "Great! Great!"

Indeed, some insightful people have pointed out: "A small shop is certainly good, but a movie theater is really unnecessary. Our factory has done one before. The construction cost was quite high, and the key issue is that it will be very troublesome to renovate it after ten or twenty years due to its aging. The factory can just build an open-air movie theater. We have the equipment that we can move out and use. We can just build a small projection room in the back."

Wei Dong casually pointed and said, "Okay, then you get this done. If you need any support, ask your boss to come and ask me."

This is the opportunity in the early stages of development. Just like in the early days of reform and opening up when everything was blank, it was indeed easier to seize opportunities than later when everything was perfected.

Those who can demonstrate their value at this stage will quickly stand out and create a significant gap in their lives.

So when Wei Dong walked like this, it was like a strong magnet attracting more and more people, but there was no crowding or jostling, because they knew that he walked like this among everyone every day.

Those who are truly interested should think things through carefully before speaking up, while honest people can just watch from afar and happily go to work.

Shen Cuiyue and the pregnant woman leaned against the railing on the fifth floor, watching the swirling crowd below: "I still think he's a bit strange. It's fine for him to be with you and have a happy family, but he has to hide it."

Fengchu's attitude towards people is becoming more and more like her brother-in-law's: "If I didn't really treat you like family, I would suspect that you're trying to sow discord. I know what my brother means. Look at all these people, there are always those who like to gossip. If I don't show up with him while I'm heavily pregnant, there will be less nonsense. Besides, with the family planning policy being enforced so strictly now, people are still taking pictures. Is it fun to give people something to talk about?" Shen Cuiyue meant: "Well, you know I'm not trying to sow discord, I'm discussing it. Shouldn't a man be full of domineering spirit? Even if I have two children and a woman, you all still have to obediently submit to me. His spirit isn't strong enough."

We hope to take a tougher stance on academic matters.

Dong Xueqing had to patiently explain to her, "Brother has never been the kind of person who uses pressure and coercion. Things that are suppressed will eventually rebound, and the harder they are suppressed, the stronger the rebound will be. He is just going with the flow. We used to do this in Shangzhou, doing business in citrus and sand and gravel, and sharing the profits with everyone. It may seem like we didn't make much money back then, but we laid the foundation... Wait, let me think, why don't we do this now?"

She truly understood Wei Dong's thoughts, so she easily drew inferences from his words: "The seventh-floor cafeteria is full of people every day. Why don't we open a storefront on the ground floor to serve food to the public at a lower price? So that people in the city who can't afford food can also have a full meal."

The food street owner immediately scoffed: "You've never run a restaurant before. It's complicated to prepare a few dishes and soups. Besides, poor people aren't necessarily kind-hearted. They'll try their best to take advantage of you, and if they can't get a bargain, they'll cause trouble!"

Dong Xueqing encouraged Wei Dong's mindset—that once he had a goal, everything else was just about finding the optimal solution: "Then keep it simple, just sell very cheaply... bread? steamed buns? or cakes? Two cents each. You can't give them away for free, but at least you can fill your stomach for a few cents."

Shen Cuiyue's strength lies in her deep understanding of the wickedness of human nature and her ability to exploit it: "Hey, what you say makes sense. In the past, wealthy families would set up soup kitchens and charity halls. Our family wants that kind of reputation. We make sponge cakes. They smell especially good when baked, which makes us look very wealthy. In reality, they don't cost much more than steamed buns. I'll arrange for people to make them for you. We can make several thousand yuan a day, and our reputation will surely spread far and wide."

Dong Xueqing was already laughing: "Yeah, let's do it that way, but we can't say it's our family. My brother doesn't need that kind of title. He doesn't want to be famous. Anyway, those who know will know, and those who don't know won't know either. Hehe, it's right behind Lao Liu's photo studio, at the Golden Cake."

Shen Cuiyue pondered for a moment: "Yes, the officials definitely know it's him, and the common people will only gossip. Old Liu will definitely be willing to do this. Shouldn't we sprinkle some gold powder on the 'Golden Cake'? Just sprinkle some sesame seeds, that would be a unique feature."

The young pregnant woman hugged her with a big smile: "It's so nice. I could only study hard since I was little. My sister always gave me the best, so I was always on edge, afraid of letting her down. I feel so comfortable talking to you."

Old Shen raised his eyebrows, his eyes practically screaming, "Isn't flattery our forte?"

So when Wei Dong returned after having a great time, playing basketball and drinking beer until after 10 pm, the two of them had already arranged everything.

Manager Zhang even arranged for people to set up a tiny sales area outside the back door of Liujin Photo Studio, next to the parking lot exit, overnight.

We can use the elevator in the underground parking garage to transport it, and all the equipment on the seventh floor is readily available.

The first batch of experimental cakes were all steaming hot and placed on the table, with more than a dozen flavors to choose from.

Sure enough, Wei Dong was very supportive of this kind of thing that didn't require fame but benefited the grassroots. He couldn't find any fault with the execution process, so he diligently ate all the cakes to express his gratitude.

The two girls laughed so hard they kept telling him to slow down. In the end, Shi Tou was called over and helplessly said to leave some for us, so Wei Dong didn't overeat.

Xiaodie kept watching with a cold "Wow!" attitude, probably thinking, "How can you guys be so childish!"
However, the only change Wei Dong suggested was that it should still be sold for five cents a piece, as selling it too cheaply would kill other stores that make similar products.

Moreover, only a limited quantity is sold each day, with a limit of four pieces per person.

So the factory and Bailou started selling simultaneously the next day.

It's quite obvious. Tens of thousands of people were coming and going in the factory, but in the end, not a single thousand units were sold.

In this factory area where the overall economic conditions have improved, even though many families are saving money to buy houses, they don't have to be stingy when it comes to food.

Five cents is enough to eat well. At most, you can buy a cake for the kids as a late-night snack. If adults really want a late-night snack, wouldn't it be better to wait until the kids are asleep and then come to the food street for some skewers and drinks?

Why eat this stuff?

There's no need to be greedy for cheap deals.

But the shop behind Liujin Photo Studio sold out of 5,000 yuan on the first day!

Despite only generating a turnover of a little over two hundred yuan, the cheap cakes sold by this "work unit canteen" in the city center still triggered a buying frenzy in the surrounding area.

Four or five days later, even employees from nearby hospitals, police stations, and department stores came to buy it.

Because the cafeteria on the seventh floor has complete catering permits, it is very common for such company cafeterias to have takeout shops attached to them.

But it's so cheap, it's really a treat.

And what's more, they sprinkle raisins on it today, minced beef on it tomorrow, and pork floss on it the day after tomorrow, which is like opening a blind box of flavors to look forward to.

While picking up his second wife, Wei Dong also held his daughter and watched with a smile.

He whispered to his daughter, "Now that the family can earn some money, we should try our best to make everyone's life better. Otherwise, who will do your work? Damn... it's not like we have to line up and fight over this, is it? Security guard, hey, someone come here."

So how could this kid not constantly exclaim "Holy crap!"?

So, whether it was the chicken cake incident or not, it accelerated the development. After the city came to audit the accounts, people from the headquarters of the national bank's financial system, who had negotiated with Wei Dong to purchase computers, came. They said they were visiting and inspecting, but they turned Feng Chu's accounts upside down.

Is this an investigation into the changes in government?
(End of this chapter)