My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 589 Three Thousand Become King
Anyway, even Lao Fang, who had been frowning, burst into laughter.

He leaned back in his chair, relaxed: "Tell me, tell me your battle plan."

It really is like playing a game. Wei Dong gestured to select a location: "It's three or four kilometers away from Pengda, and it's also three or four kilometers away from here. There are residential houses in the town 200 meters to the west, so life won't be too remote. It's also not far from academic support and government support. The most important thing is to connect the gap between the dock and the residential area here, without affecting the high-end view of the five-star hotel, which will facilitate other investment promotion in the future."

Twenty or thirty years from now, when it comes to investing and choosing land, it will be a matter of squeezing in any available space, haggling over prices, and spending huge sums of money on demolition, settling disputes with local farmland and vegetable plots, which will be incredibly troublesome.

There are empty spaces everywhere now, so choose whatever you like!
Old Fang couldn't help but tap his foot: "How big do you want?"

Wei Dong followed suit: "100,000 square meters, about the same size as the one in my Jiangzhou Economic Development Zone. In two or three years, I will rebuild a place of the same scale as Jiangzhou, or even more beautiful and better. We have some experience and lessons learned now."

Old Fang was impatient: "Hurry up, hurry up! You're setting up a factory, right? I'll give you any support you need. Loans... you don't need them, do you? Manpower... you don't need that either. Technology, policies... whatever you need, I can give you. Hurry up, hurry up!"

He was clearly preparing to yell again, but the child didn't shout.

Wei Dong frowned: "Is it in such a hurry? If you hadn't been arranging this, I would have suspected there was a trap."

Old Fang took a deep breath to calm himself down: "What were your impressions after visiting Pengzhen?"

Let Wei Dong think about it: "It's bustling with activity, so hot it's scorching, with skyscrapers under construction everywhere... To be honest, at this stage, we should either build a large number of high-rise residential buildings to solve the housing reform situation of welfare housing allocation, or build industrial plants and buildings to promote a large number of factories. I don't think building skyscrapers as commercial centers is useful. One or two buildings are enough for Jiangzhou, a few buildings are enough for Shanghai, and we can expand slowly in the future. The same goes for Pingjing. The main focus should be on building high-rise residential buildings and factories. The former can generate housing loans to stabilize the market, while the latter is what truly promotes productivity development. Yes, this is production-oriented investment. This is a concept I learned from the leaders of Shangzhou."

In fact, to use a later term, it was an overheated economy.

Old Fang didn't know the word either, but he nodded emphatically: "The whole of Pengzhen is full of speculators from all over the country who want to make money. Everyone is trying to resell some goods for profit. Companies and offices are set up in every county and city, so there is a demand for commercial office buildings everywhere. I think that's wrong!"

No wonder he went to jail a few years ago. As a window to reform and opening up, how dare he say such a thing?

This also shows that Wei Dong has enough trust in him: "Reform and opening up is of course urgently needed, but its implementation has become a playground for adventurers. Speculative trading will not help the economy. Production factories will. Therefore, I proposed that the port industrial zone must be industry-oriented, foreign-invested, and export-oriented. This is another exploration route that runs parallel to the Pengzhen urban area."

To be precise, the port industrial zone also belongs to Pengzhen, but the urban area, which is 20 kilometers away, is concentrated near the HK port, and has indeed become a situation of crazy investment.

After calming down and thinking it over carefully, Wei Dong realized that the three main points Lao Fang had proposed were precisely aimed at Pengzhen's current situation.

The requirement was that they must run factories and engage in real industry. The requirement of foreign investment eliminated the risky and harmful practices of those who used various local funds or even illegal funds from all over the country. The emphasis on export sales stressed that the purpose of reform and opening up was still to make money from abroad.

Is the current situation in Shenzhen simply a case of hot money from all over the country being brought in and passed around like a game of musical chairs?

Even if you didn't participate in or experience this history, looking back 30 or 40 years later, Lao Fang's three principles are still correct.

Forty years from now, the people of the country, unless they are kneeling too much, will suddenly feel that the country has become much stronger.

At the heart of this is manufacturing, and the confidence stems from being the world's largest industrial nation.

That's why Wei Dong has been so determined to push forward with the factory these past two years, investing all the profits into its construction. Like a money-saving pot, the results will eventually be seen in ten or twenty years.

I admire you from the bottom of my heart now.

He felt he had divine insight and was utterly impressed by those who could see the right path amidst chaos: "I understand. I will adhere to the policy of prioritizing industry, foreign investment, and exports."

Old Fang didn't smile or show any expression. Instead, he frowned and pointed to the closing door: "This is the place. Nobody agrees with these three points. They all see Pengzhen making so much money that their hands are sore. Why should we have to fight and suffer here? Why should we build a factory on a barren land? They even organized to negotiate with me! They want to rebel against me! They're talking nonsense!"

Given his level of influence, even the person in the Economic Commission who told Wei Dong to leave hadn't said a word, so he wouldn't be so openly expressing his emotions.

He was probably under too much pressure, his hand was gripping the teacup. He probably saw Xiaodie's rolling eyes looking at him with some fear, so he forced a helpless smile: "I'm surrounded by old guard here. Directors, division chiefs, and senior officials come here to suffer all the time. I thought it would be as glorious and exciting as Pengzhen, but I didn't expect to come to this remote corner. There are so many complaints."

Wei Dong noticed that he was clutching his chest, so he quickly went over to help him sit down.

As the old saying goes, "We should trust the power of the masses, but not their wisdom. Don't get angry; let's solve the problem slowly..."

Old Fang glared suddenly and whispered, "You can't say that! You absolutely mustn't say that outside!"

Wei Dong chuckled: "I know, that's why I mobilized the college students. I just noticed that most of these college students came from Pengzhen city. I heard from them that they've suffered a lot. Hahaha, taking a leave of absence without pay or quitting to start a business isn't that easy. Coming to Pengzhen with nothing is less reliable than having some physical strength. So, scholars are useless. In this situation, they are not as popular as your subordinates. They don't have the qualifications to be assertive and throw resources around. They will definitely support the development of industry and the path of doing solid technical work."

Old Fang's eyes were sharp; his habitually piercing gaze now shone like a spotlight. After watching Wei Dong finish speaking, he laughed heartily and leaned back on the sofa, completely relaxed, and couldn't help but shake his toes. This was a far cry from his earlier eagerness as he shook his leg: "Alright, let's see how you do it."

After thinking for a moment, he immediately stood up: "I'm going to stay in Hong Kong..."

He wasn't afraid of trouble, but rather he brought Rang Weidong along to make some arrangements: "I just received a notification that an important foreign affairs activity is about to take place in Hong Kong. During this time, please give full support to Comrade Rang Weidong's work. He is an assistant I recruited from the Economic Commission and Jiangzhou. He has a lot of experience in economic system reform. I want to see the service hall improved when I get back. Goodbye."

He simply walked away, acting like a hands-off boss, even smiling and waving to the college students gathered under the shade of trees and walls at the door before getting into his car and disappearing in a flash.

Wei Dong was surprised by his decisiveness, and after observing his people, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The students felt a sense of relaxation as the teacher left the classroom.

It makes sense; Lao Fang clearly has some advanced ideas and is very decisive, which puts a lot of pressure on those who slack off.

Those who are also in their sixties and are genuine slackers are most familiar with the mentality of their colleagues.

He chuckled and rubbed his hands together: "Old Fang said I can use his office for a while... mainly because of the long-distance phone service. I'll pay for it. Do you have any spare rooms? As long as it can keep me out of the wind and rain, I'll stay here. I'm willing to pay rent."

The dozen or so high-ranking staff members exchanged glances several times. Old Fang didn't even bring his secretary; he just took a few guards and a driver and drove off in one car. They guessed that car would be coming back later.

Anyway, he didn't say anything, but it also seemed like he said everything.

This left everyone confused about Wei Dong's methods.

But at least they didn't dare offend anyone, and someone still chimed in: "There's an empty unit in the last six buildings. How many people do you have? There are only six dorm rooms."

Wei Dong quickly thanked him, saying, "That's enough, that's enough. I didn't know either. Please show me the way. Also, Mr. Fang approved a piece of land for me on the west side of the middle section of the dock avenue. I'll start construction there. Please guide me on any procedures I need. I'll be there for most of them."

Without waiting for a reaction, he took the dormitory key from the person who said he was going to the dormitory and silently waved. The group of unkempt people, who looked like street thugs, hurriedly followed, showering him with the same flattery as Wei Dong: "What's your name, sir? Would you like a cigarette?"

Wei Dong couldn't help but take another look at this group of bastards; it seemed like there were a few more of them!
That's right, they've been arriving one after another!
There were already more than fifty people by the time they went to bed at night.

The six dormitories were quickly assigned to six room leaders for management. Wei Dong didn't give them any money, but told them to immediately familiarize themselves with the terrain along the six or seven kilometers of the peninsula from Pengzhen University along the dock road, including all the residential areas, construction sites, and units they had already entered. He also told them that they could come to him to talk if they had any ideas.

Then he went back to Lao Fang's office and started making phone calls to call for more people.

Just like everyone in the office building of the entire dock industrial area was dumbfounded as they watched this young man in his twenties, who always carried a baby on his back and had two half-grown children with him, and started his own business on his own.

The next day, when He Yuemei arrived with a sales team of more than 270 college students, there were already more than 120 people in the dormitory area!
The dock industrial zone has several thousand construction workers and staff, but spread across a 20-30 square kilometer area, there is nothing on the peninsula with a mountain ridge. Even if there are construction sites, it looks deserted.

It can't compare to Pengzhen.

But the fresh blood injected into them is even hotter and more passionate than that injected into Pengzhen.

In just one day, Wei Dong led his men to town to purchase and transport goods, find trucks for transportation, and build a shed on the roadside of the plot of land he had chosen.

The billionaire's hands, together with the college students, used brand-new sickles to cut thatch, and unskilledly operated large saws to cut down trees, clearing a space to build a crooked shed.

We'll continue once He Yuemei and the others arrive.

The girls could live in the dormitory with He Yuemei, but all the boys slept in the shed with her.

In this situation, naturally some people will not be able to endure the hardship and will feel that it is better to try their luck in Pengzhen to find a job, so they will quietly run away.

But the vast majority of people were in high spirits and worked hard to get things moving quickly.

Mao also picked up a puppy in the next town, and trained it in just two or three days to wag its tail and bark at the construction site.

So when Lao Geng and his team arrived, they were both amused and exasperated. "What kind of awful things have you all built? Take them down!"

But what Wei Dong built wasn't just a shed; he built people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)