My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 662 Feudal Landlady is Even More Ruthless Than Heartless Capitalist
In Wei Dong's view, this kind of budget hotel is just like a small shop, which is managed by a few people.

Not the kind that Citibank hotel tycoons boast about. There are some right next to the tax office. He had seen them on short videos before. They are small business hotels, guesthouses, and budget hotels in small towns, with only two groups of people working 12-hour shifts, and only two people in each group.

One is a front desk receptionist/manager, and the other is a room cleaner/housekeeper.

The mainland later took this type of budget hotel to its extreme.

There's no need to build a new building; just rent an old office building with three to five floors, renovate it, and create thirty to forty rooms.

What he lacked was simply how to efficiently operate and manage this model, as he had never encountered it before.

Now, let's learn the complete process from Super 6 hotels.

Each provincial capital branch office can take care of all its office space and accommodation for business travelers by relying on this hotel.

Moreover, it's an absolutely cutting-edge boutique budget hotel, so popular that it's impossible to find a room without it!
With the template provided by Citibank Hotels Group, Wei Dong was confident that he could improve and adjust it to be more suitable for the mainland in a short period of time. He even did not rule out the possibility of secretly arranging to create his own brand in the same style, in addition to Super 6 Express Hotels.

Let capitalists experience the power of socialist involution.

So when talking to Shen Cuiyue, it was extremely easy: "It's very simple. If you think managing people in the factory is tiring, then do this. For example, turn the courtyard of the Salt Industry Association into a homestay hotel, and buy the neighboring houses and turn them into restaurants. You can just buy them one by one."

We had previously arranged for a carpentry team to renovate the old house, but we hadn't figured out exactly how to use it for external purposes. Now, everything is clear.

Unexpectedly, Shen Cuiyue said in a muffled voice, "I used to always think about going back to the courtyard, wanting to be that little girl again, but now I don't need to anymore. I just want to stay by your side, Master. This time I really miss you..."

Whether she used her charm or not, her voice had a slightly nasal quality and a hint of sobbing, but it made Wei Dong's heart flutter and he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

She wore a simple, plain trench coat, which looked a bit bulky and accentuated her messy, piled-up face. She wasn't as elegant as Dong Xueqing, nor as charming as Qin Yuye, nor as stunningly beautiful as Yu Xiaoqiu. Her eyes were just calm and bright, with only the person in front of her in them.

Anyway, Wei Dong couldn't even think of those four words.

But Xiaodie, who was being held, exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

This completely erased the atmosphere, making Wei Dong laugh heartily, and all the scheming and burdens disappeared.

Because Shen Laosan's facial expressions were so funny, like he was losing control and making exaggerated facial expressions all over the place, with countless different looks flashing by like a carousel, which was used to scare children.

This triggered a series of "Holy crap, holy crap..." reactions from the little princess.

People in the stairwell were curiously peeking over to see what this child was saying.

Anyway, seeing this family of three, you can mostly feel a kind of happiness flowing through them.

This made Wei Dong even less inclined to go to the office to argue. He wandered around the different floors and finally ordered a table of food and drinks at the rooftop restaurant.

He slowly explained to all parties about his trip to Pyeongjing, how his business model was aimed at developing productivity and improving society, how he severed ties with Kim Cheok-kwan, why he partnered with Citibank Hotel Group, what his intention was in planning a 15-fold larger area in Pyeongjing than his current factory, and even his idea of ​​building a wildlife park at the Qutang Gorge on the Great Wall.

Shen Cuiyue listened quietly, occasionally offering Wei Dong a piece of food to accompany his drinks.

She's incredibly gentle and virtuous; I guess she changed the "red sleeves adding fragrance" trick to "a cotton-padded jacket with pork head meat," and it worked quite well.

Mao and the others knew not to bother Third Sister, lest they go back and kill her.

If you have insects, sit further away.

So Wei Dong could speak comfortably.

He knew he wasn't exceptionally intelligent, relying entirely on his "heavenly eye" to stay on the right track. As a result, he encountered increasingly higher-level players, engaging in intense mental battles in every high-stakes match.

Only now can I speak the truth: "Is this money even worth making? Everyone's watching..."

“I can get involved in this situation on the plateau, but Brother Yu is already involved, so I have to help him…”

“I absolutely have to help Shanghai Port Machinery. Each machine costs several million US dollars. Ordinary people wouldn’t dare to build their first one. They might not be able to open for business for several years. In fact, they would have to spend a lot of money to buy imported machines. I’m not being greedy for cheap deals. It’s like how the quality of domestic cars is terrible these days. But if no one buys domestic cars, these factories will never be able to do well. So, we’re the only ones who can do it. After all, we have quite a bit of wealth…”

So when Dong Xueqing finally found her, she paused for a moment at the restaurant entrance, hesitating whether to disturb her exuberant and carefree mood.

In her mind, Rang Weidong will always be her brother-in-law, her father, a strong and steady support, and even in front of her sister, he is a composed man.

It seems only Hong Kong girls try to evoke his youthful spirit. Here, it seems like he has it without any effort.

Anyway, neither of them saw him. It was Xiaodie who, standing on her father's lap, caught a glimpse of him from over his shoulder and silently turned her father's head away.

Fengchu came over pouting, "I'm exhausted down there, while you two are having a great time!"

Shen Cuiyue smiled with a touch of womanly charm: "Hundreds of thousands of application letters were sent to the factory, and I didn't complain about being tired."

Dong Xueqing immediately retorted: "I know you too well. When you crack that whip, you're always the one making your subordinates do things!"

Shen Cuiyue smiled slyly: "Just follow the price of the rolls, one cent per roll. Tear them open, and for those who register individually, write the registration form on the address, put it in an envelope, and mail it back. The two tickets have already been packed. It only costs a few thousand yuan to get this done. I'll see if Old Tang is really anxious when everyone comes!"

Wei Dong was optimistic: "It would be good if one-fifth or one-tenth of them came. I estimate that the New Year's Day holiday will be the busiest, so the past few days are just a warm-up. At worst, we can give the construction team, the sanitary napkin factory, and the clothing factory a holiday to go out and play, and make room for tourists to stay."

Speaking of this, Shen Cuiyue started chattering: "Oh dear, while you two were away, did you know what those former state-owned cosmetics factory workers under Hong Tiancheng were thinking? They're actually going around urging people to have paid vacations every year, to be arranged to stay in sanatoriums, and to have some kind of employee health retreat. They're asking me for honorary retreats as awards for being recognized as advanced model workers, and they even want to go to Beijing and Shanghai for tourism and retreats. I'm so angry, I want to give them a bag of rat poison for their retreats!"

She's not even a heartless capitalist; she has the mentality of a feudal landlord who expects his cattle and horses to get up and work as soon as they hear a rooster crow, without even eating!
Wei Dong was genuinely amused: "Don't pickpockets and honey trap scammers have employee medical insurance and health care benefits? Hahaha! I completely forgot, they do exist. Damn it, Lao Fang was even trying to get me to start an insurance company, and now..."

He now understands a little better why insurance companies started to emerge in mainland China in the late 1980s and 1990s. It was because the original employee welfare system collapsed along with the housing allocation welfare system, which forced the emergence of insurance companies to fill the gap. It wasn't until the overall social economy improved that social security and medical insurance began to be improved.

But at this critical juncture, apart from employees of state-owned enterprises, everyone else has no insurance or medical care.

That's why people in the countryside are dreaming of changing their agricultural household registration to urban household registration.

“But this is something that can be done. In the past… the tax office had employee annual leave, and large state-owned factories and oil fume factories also had their own sanatoriums.” He doesn’t care if he occasionally lets something slip now.

“We have an advantage. The construction regiment is located on the riverbank of the Hundred-Mile Gallery. There is such a beautiful view with a large area of ​​empty barracks. The ownership has not been taken back. It is perfect to convert it into a rural sanatorium. The construction soldiers have been there for more than ten years and are already tired of it. Most of the city employees still prefer the rural scenery. They will definitely find it novel in ten days or half a month.”

Jianghu Girl has no conscience: "Fresh? If it's fresh, then you should be sent to the zoo to do temporary work. You can also enjoy the rural scenery at the Xishan factory and make cameras. If you want to go to Beijing, Shanghai or Shanghai, then go to the sales company to run some business. You can't be idle!"

Wei Dong laughed so hard he slapped the table: "Great idea! This method will definitely work! Our advantage is that we have all sorts of jobs. Whether you want to see the highland scenery or go swimming at the beach, you can just switch to another factory. You handle it."

Shen Cuiyue was clearly willing to sacrifice everything, even her servants, just to please the master; she didn't care about the company's survival.

I clapped my hands in delight to celebrate.

Dong Xueqing frowned as she read it. "Is it appropriate for you to use such obsequious and flattering language?"

Xiaodie nudged her dad's steely head and looked at his expression before he calmed down a bit, saying, "Would you like some more dishes? We don't get involved in the office finances, we'll just eat something and chat while we wait for you."

Fengchu also had a temper: "I'll talk to you when we get back! What's there to eat? I'm already full of anger."

Wei Dong still retained the henpecked nature of men from the Southwest, completely lacking the domineering aura of a lord, and secretly made a face: "Then pack it up and take it back, we can have a couple of bites tonight."

Dong Xueqing quickly seized the opportunity to lash out: "What are you sizzling about! Once you're home, you can forget about drinking and having fun outside!"

I'm so anxious I can't bring myself to say it; I was so distracted while handling official business.

Wei Dong, who had been happily single for two months, was still worried that the mother of two children was resentful.

Without even figuring out what was causing the anger, they quickly and quietly cleared away the dishes.

Shen Laosan had to straighten up: "Let's go, let's go. Is it because it's inconvenient to go out and you're thinking about this? You haven't slept together for months, so take it easy. There's plenty of time in the future."

Even after giving birth, Fengchu blushed immediately, but still managed to maintain her composure: "Don't worry about that!"

Shen Cuiyue's fighting spirit is top-notch: "How can I not care? There are only oxen that are exhausted, not land that is over-plowed. If a man's health collapses, the whole family collapses. At the very least, the women of wealthy families have to take care of their men's health."

The sarcastic remarks also subtly implied that the person in question was someone who would constantly go along with pointless fussing.

Fengchu had never been used to relying on his parents for support since he was a child, and he bared his teeth, saying, "What did you say?!"

Wei Dong had no choice but to smooth things over: "Forget it, forget it. You're already making a fuss as soon as you get back. You might as well have stayed away on a business trip."

With Xiaodie constantly exclaiming "Holy crap!" to create the atmosphere, no wonder men want some peace and quiet when they get married.

(End of this chapter)