My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 639 Let's be human.
Yu Qili's idea of ​​mail-order motorcycles relied on the motorcycle industry in Jiangzhou, but was limited by the logistics and delivery of that era.

"The problem is that motorcycles are too big, so you have to use a train car. But one motorcycle can't fill a whole car, so you can only ship it when a car is full in one direction. As a result, some consumers think they've been cheated and call the police."

“Okay, let’s focus on the useful parts and promote it widely through mail order. People can buy things by sending money via wire transfer. Then we’ll eliminate the faulty parts. Motorcycles are too big and inconvenient for transportation and delivery, so we’ll sell smaller items.”

"The most impressive thing is to advertise the product directly on TV. You can exaggerate its features to the extreme. Remember, you're selling small items that can be shipped by post. They also need to be durable and able to withstand rough handling. They can't be too expensive, and you can afford to compensate for any loss. There has to be some degree of wear and tear. That's how you gradually identify products that can be sold..."

What Wei Dong didn't say in the end was that fake diamonds, fake jade, and fake emeralds with eight hearts and eight arrows were the best sellers.

But now that Jin Zhuoqun has keenly discovered this point, it can't be stopped, so why not add fuel to the fire and help Jin Zhuoqun succeed quickly?

Then, given his personality, we'll see which direction he'll go in causing the scandal, which could also serve as a case study for regulatory authorities.

This must be the lord's way of thinking.

Anyway, everyone in the audience couldn't contain themselves and applauded.

Rang Weidong is the king of sales; almost everyone who knows him would agree on that.

From selling sanitary napkins, SOD cream, cameras, jeans, casual wear, computers, shampoo, and cosmetics to selling houses, even 212 apartments are selling so well now.

Now I have witnessed firsthand how quickly he can summarize so many details about a "completely new" business model, from its "chance encounter" to its development.

Moreover, it's a well-reasoned and convincing argument that everyone who hears it believes will definitely work.

Anyone with a modicum of intelligence would feel they've learned something!
Smart people care more about learning this way of thinking.

Jin Zhuoqun quickly composed himself and nodded repeatedly, looking serious and thoughtful: "That's amazing! You're absolutely right. You've been a huge help to me! You definitely saved me from taking some detours. Weidong, you're so good at making money in business."

Wei Dong laughed: "It's a good era because there are few or no competitors at this stage, so anyone with a little bit of uniqueness can stand out. By the time others catch up, you've already secured your position and have market and financial advantages, so seize the opportunity to make money legally and legitimately. Remember, legally and legitimately!"

Jin Zhuoqun had indeed put his mind to it: "It must be reasonable and legal. My original idea was that although the area here is small, we should create an exquisite and beautiful shopping mall environment, like a miniature version of a foreign shopping mall, selling some special imported goods."

Let Wei Dong give you another ride: "No, no, no, Lao Jin, the key to making money is to sell as many of the same products as possible. You only need to sell one or two items for this business. The more you sell, the lower the unit cost and the greater the profit. So you shouldn't look for imported goods, because every link in the chain might restrict your total output. You should focus on a domestic specialty that can be supplied in large quantities. When it comes to explaining products on TV, is it more profitable to repeatedly talk about one or two items to sell, or to sell a whole bunch of different things?"

In any case, at least this project has boosted domestic productivity, and it hasn't been a waste of money to import from abroad.

Jin Zhuoqun seemed to have been electrocuted; his mind must have been racing wildly, almost to the point of being red-hot.

Wei Dong patted his arm with a smile and led him through the construction site toward the elevator lobby.

Xu Rao and the others followed, and only after they came over did they speak: "Damn, I've seen it all, Dongzi, your business ideas are really brilliant!"

"You live up to your reputation. I'll let you manage the floor."

Wei Dong joked, "This is just a small business of mine, I hope you don't mind. But seriously... the decoration and renovation of this elevator lobby should be upgraded a bit."

It's just the most ordinary cement floor and white walls, without even walls or baseboards, simple and plain to the extreme.

Even if the renovation of the office and business suites was definitely done by people transferred from Lao Zhang's side, they probably didn't even realize that the public spaces such as the elevator lobby and the lobby on the first floor needed to be renovated.

So Wei Dong had to teach him little by little: "Pingjing has large ceramic tiles, no, stone... never mind, let's transport them from there. Is the Grand Canal still navigable? We have a quarry in Sichuan that can transport stone slabs directly to Shanghai. Hey, that would be so impressive!"

But these guys didn't care about these details: "You make the decision. Let's go, let's go see what's up there. That guy's got his mind written all over his face."

Right? Even these people have seen through Jin Zhuoqun's scheming.

Without wasting time explaining the details of the decoration and renovation, Wei Dong told everyone to take the Jiangzhou Hongyan brand elevator to the top floor.

Even though there was an elevator operator present, everyone talked at once about the process of choosing their floor.

Wei Dong is really generous. You can choose whatever you want. You can even break up my ten-story building into one floor here or another. And we agreed that we don't want the largest annex building downstairs.

Jin Zhuoqun immediately took the bottom eight floors plus the basement, which made up nine floors connected together, making it the largest in area.

The idea for the Universal Television Production Building was indeed conceived by Jin Zhuoqun, who traveled around trying to get it done. Everyone helped him make it happen in a relaxed atmosphere. If Jin Zhuoqun had paid for the construction himself, people might have just considered it a favor and accepted some benefits, but they might not have helped him again in the future.

However, Jin Zhuoqun almost got Wei Dong to build the building out of thin air, and then, by leveraging everyone's resources, he managed to get the largest area for Wei Dong's money for free.

Although everyone received more than before, they still felt uncomfortable.

Wei Dong could tell from the first meeting.

Unfortunately, this guy didn't know how to keep a low profile, so he decided to build a roof over his head.

This wasn't told to everyone.

Although the construction team was from Weidong, it was all repair work anyway, and Jin Zhuoqun was the one who was always on site. They just did the repairs on the spot, even though it was a small matter requested by the homeowner.

The person who finally managed to snag a spot on the 24th floor was furious when they discovered there was another roof over their apartment.

It's not about money or area; it's about feeling pressured. Wei Dong laughed, "Don't talk like that. You're making it sound like in our rural areas, even an inch more land can kill your whole family. Or that I need to raise my threshold, but if the door is too high, I'll have to build a ramp to get in and out, and in the dead of winter, if it freezes even slightly, I'll fall and make a loud crash!"

Everyone laughed until they were breathless. The person on the 24th floor then put his arm around Wei Dong's neck and said, "Go and see for yourself. You'll know what he's up to!"

Even though most buildings are on the same floor, people probably don't have the concept of one elevator per household. The elevator lobbies for the four elevators are all separate from the fire escape.

So when you get off at the 24th floor, the fire escape next to it has been changed into a double staircase with an inverted V-shape.

It's spacious and dignified, with access to both sides.

Wei Dong started mimicking that tone: "Damn, you should give me a separate portion of the construction fee."

Everyone applauded, "Yes, yes!"

Although it's not decorated yet and the walls are all bare, once you step onto the rooftop, you feel a sense of openness and tranquility.

From the ground, it looks like just a lid.

It wasn't until I stood in front of it that I realized it was a huge pavilion.

The building has a square facade, with each floor measuring over a thousand square meters. Now, they're just narrowing the perimeter and building a pavilion over it.

A ring of concrete pillars supports the large cover.

It's obvious that if you just build walls between the cement columns, you can turn it into a super awesome and unbeatable large single-level apartment with a great view!
Yes, the pavilion even had a floorboards poured inside.

Look around.

The train station is right in front of you to the north. Overlooking the passengers coming and going from all directions, you almost feel like the creator of all living beings.

Maybe the person who tried to snag the 24th floor likes this feeling.

Looking into the distance, you see the long street, and a couple of kilometers further away, you see the blue and white brick building.

Those are currently the tallest buildings in Pyeongkol; standing here now, you can practically stand shoulder to shoulder with them.

Look left and right at the palace not far away, and look down!
Not to mention the alleyways around us, even the buildings on the main street that were hailed as the top ten buildings of the 1950s and 60s have become little kids.

A feeling of awesomeness welled up inside me.

Of course, only wise people will feel a sense of crisis.

Wei Dong couldn't help but glance at Wu Xi, who also gestured to his shoulder, and they both silently shook their heads.

Currently the second tallest building in Pyeongkol.

Perhaps in ten years, this won't seem like a big deal.

But now it stands out from the crowd.

Especially considering the building's height, it's acceptable; they're actively exploring the height of new buildings.

Turning to the east, you're still facing directly opposite, with two car factory dormitory buildings standing out like cranes among chickens, stretching for over ten kilometers.

It's the same height, but it's only about ten meters lower than the lid.

If he weren't also the second largest owner in the building, Wei Dong would really want to see what Jin Zhuoqun would do.

So you have to hang out with awesome people to reap awesome rewards.

It cost a little over ten million yuan to acquire a ten-story building, about 14,000 square meters, located next to the train station within the Third Ring Road.

It costs less than a thousand yuan per square meter. You don't need to run around to ministries or go through approvals. You can just quietly follow behind and get the benefits.

But we shouldn't let his excessive ostentation drag us down with him.

So amidst the murmurs of disapproval, some people are saying that Jin Zhuoqun has been seeing a lot of girls lately, and he's probably going to build a palace on the rooftop.

Wei Dong frowned seriously: "How is that possible? This is a centrally air-conditioned room. The whole building relies on this room to keep cool and warm. How can anyone live here? The fan blades, which are several meters long, are making a loud whirring noise. I'll call someone to install one right away!"

Upon hearing his gesture, everyone clapped and cheered, saying, "Yes, yes, yes!"
That wasn't all. Wei Dong then played the expert, pointing to the orange-yellow, royal-style eaves and pavilion roof: "How can white walls be paired with yellow eaves? You can see the palace over there, can't you? Yellow eaves should be paired with red walls. It would be too expensive to replace the entire building with red walls now. Let's have someone paint it gray-black. Black eaves and white walls are the Huizhou style. I'm telling you, Lao Jin, this artist, isn't as cultured as me, a high school student."

All of them wanted to hug him and be his best buddy.

This is exactly what I wanted.

(End of this chapter)