My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 722 I Don't See You When I'm broke
Wei Dong's thinking was very simple.

The mainland is still debating its policy direction, and it will definitely be subject to continuous adjustments and revisions.

Since I can't avoid becoming the one to stick my neck out at this stage, I'll just have to avoid it for now.

Moreover, in a special place like Hong Kong, as long as you can achieve some results in the united front work, there is a high probability that you will not be impacted.

It's not that having a Hong Kong identity is particularly prestigious, but rather that the region has indeed become more important in recent years.

Everything you do will be seen.

It's better than being quietly dealt with in some back alley.

Ultimately, everything comes down to results.

But Wei Dong envisioned a career path focused on basketball and sports.

Hearing this, he was still a little confused: "I'm not familiar with the gangs... I am familiar with Xiao Shen, but she's actually a bit of a rascal. I think she should be called a gang enthusiast, but this kind of thing should be eliminated by modern society!"

Old Fang knew exactly how to plant someone: "Yes, you have this understanding, so it's much better for you to do this job than for me to go to the police, military intelligence, or some directly affiliated agency to find someone. Besides, you've already entered smoothly, so you can use this identity to deal with and associate with gang members."

Wei Dong felt a chill run down his spine: "This is like playing a double agent game with criminals. Not to mention how dangerous it is, I might also be implicated."

Old Fang didn't ask which gang's slang was "Infernal Affairs": "During the Liberation period, during the underground party period, I dealt with many gang members. I am your witness. As long as you don't do anything immoral and forget the North Star in the sky, you are integrating and leading them in the right direction. A lot can happen in ten years. Hong Kong is a very complicated place, you could say it has the most military intelligence agents in the world. You are not an intelligence officer, not a gang member, you are a legitimate businessman. You know that the mainland is your backing, so what is there to be afraid of?"

Integrating Hong Kong gangs, huh?
This made Wei Dong's scalp tingle: "How can a legitimate businessman go about this... Sigh, let me think about it."

Old Fang was too lazy to encourage or persuade him: "Hurry up, if you can't handle your job in ten years, do you really want me to be on the front line when I'm eighty?"

The fact that he was over sixty years old made Wei Dong instantly feel ashamed.

When did I start wasting my life and giving up on myself in my past life?
Isn't that what life is all about—embracing challenges?

He immediately nodded and said yes.

Even knowing that the old man was secretly laughing on the other end of the phone, she still accepted the call without hesitation.

I simply put away my phone and went to check on my daughter, who was sleeping soundly.

Back in the next bedroom, satisfied that I hadn't been disturbed, I locked the door and went to sleep...wait, where's the lock?
The spherical lock cylinder is missing!
Shen Laosan is best at doing these things quietly.

Wei Dong, feeling both annoyed and amused, dragged the bed over to block the door and went to sleep.

Sure enough, I was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of someone sneaking around trying to push the door open. I yelled at them impatiently, "Go to sleep!"

It disappeared in a flash.

When asked about it the next morning, he looked completely bewildered.

Wei Dong ignored her and began to focus on working with the container factory's sales representatives.

Because they mentioned that when they went back last night, Lao Fang told them to return tens of thousands of yuan to the infrastructure company.

This expresses the attitude of not taking a single needle or thread from the masses.

Most of the cadres who went south at this time also had military experience.

Wei Dong now holds him in the highest esteem.

It might be difficult for them to forge their own path; only occasionally do we see a genius like Lao Fang, who could see the direction back in the 70s and 80s.

But if you draw a circle and tell them to attack, that would be too easy.

Wei Dong still gave them money, HK$5,000 each in cash: "Go buy yourself some clothes today, suits, casual wear, summer clothes, sportswear, leather shoes, sneakers, sunglasses, watches, handbags, shoulder bags, etc. From now on, you are not only container factory salesmen, but also salesmen of Dong Sheng Sports Culture Co., Ltd., with a monthly salary of HK$500. Lao Fang agreed to this. Leave the clothes here to wear, because even if we are not afraid of others seeing us dressed in rags, it is still a courtesy to dress neatly and properly when we go to the door in Hong Kong."

This is much more tolerable; it doesn't have that corrosive feeling.

Everyone took them with curiosity and joy.

When Wei Dong pulled out six more mobile phones from under the cabinet, they were so shocked they almost dropped their jaws!
Wei Dong is really ruthless. Just yesterday he was so poor that he had to pay for the old mobile phone that had been disconnected due to unpaid bills. Now that he has made money, he immediately went and bought six more!

Even though the price has dropped a bit in the last two years, it's still around 25,000 yuan a unit!
The monthly fee of HKD 600 only includes 20 minutes of free talk time, which is HKD 6 per minute!
Long-distance calls cost HKD 30!

Even in Hong Kong, it is a symbol of wealth.

Now, let's push them one by one: "The work equipment is meant to showcase our status and make it seem like we're in big business. Remember to keep learning..."

I’ve bought them all.

They couldn't refuse the tools provided for the job, and the six salespeople took them incredulously, still hesitant to open the boxes: "So expensive..."

Wei Dong then took out his own gun to demonstrate: "It's like soldiers being issued guns. Do you care how much the guns cost?"

Oh, I get it instantly.

He immediately pulled out his enormous brick-sized camera and had Weidong teach him step by step how to deliberately carry it with his folders and briefcase to look the most pretentious.

Just then, Wei Dong's mobile phone rang. Amidst the curious and admiring gazes of the six salesmen, he demonstrated how to answer the phone: "Hello, I'm asking Wei Dong..." He even indicated that this was standard telephone etiquette.

The six businessmen nodded vigorously.

The phone rang with his wife's delighted voice: "You're back in Hong Kong? Then I'll go back too! It's been twenty days! Oh my!"

Then it hung up.

Wei Dong was thinking to himself, "Damn it! I just made some money and you're back!" But he was also a little excited and looking forward to it. "Great! Perfect timing to keep Shen Laosan in check."

He maintained a composed expression and said, "You need to press the AFK button, otherwise if the other person hasn't AFK either, the money will keep counting. Come on, let's trade a few..."

Everyone hesitated, it was six yuan!
With a monthly salary of only a few dozen or a hundred yuan, they're prepared to just use it to show off.

Wei Dong laughed and scolded, "You get twenty minutes of free talk time every month, it would be a waste not to use it."

Everyone was exclaiming in amazement as they dialed the number, amazed by the clear sound quality!
Wei Dong suppressed a laugh as he watched them chat for over fifty seconds, checking each other's time with their watches: "Alright, now let's talk about work arrangements."

The advantage of these elite soldiers is that they can return to their original positions instantly, and their attention will not be on their beloved mobile phones.

Wei Dong's instructions were simple: "Basketball shoes are the priority, but we won't overlook other athletic shoes either. We'll invite them to set up a counter here. If we manage to negotiate a deal, we'll deliberately call to say which slot they want, and then we'll collect the money..."

At this point, the effect of spending over 100,000 yuan becomes apparent.

Even the salespeople felt it was only natural for them to collect the money after the deal was done. This is because the price of a mobile phone was equivalent to ten years' savings for a low-level worker, highlighting the wealth gap in the 1980s and the sense of power that came with holding the symbol of the first generation of mobile communication.

Wei Dong sent them another stack of photos of the basketball court and its interior and exterior that he had taken and developed yesterday: "The steel frame stands around here are empty underneath, so we can use them as product counters. I've divided them into twenty brand booths, each priced at HK$20,000 a month."

Some people wondered, "The mall doesn't have twenty sports shoe brands."

Wei Dong nodded: "Sports clothes, sports equipment, and a fitness center. Rent a corner here and set up a few pieces of fitness equipment to attract people to sign up for fitness."

The six business partners, as if they had been given the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, nodded and left without saying a word.

Sure enough, by noon they started bringing customers back one after another to rent counters, especially the two or three sponsoring brands we talked to yesterday, who even brought shelves to display their products, and everyone was scrambling to get them!
These guys aren't stupid. They asked all the brands they'd checked out yesterday, and once someone had come to look, they didn't hesitate at all. HK$20,000 is nothing to Hong Kong merchants these days. Yes, even a mobile phone costs more than that.

Sign the contract and pay immediately, then we'll arrange for the counters and shelves to be moved and for sales staff to come and start working!

One beverage vendor even gives away a dozen or so sets of outdoor tables and chairs for an extra 10,000 yuan a month to place in the open space outside the basketball court. Each table has four chairs and comes with a sunshade.

I see others have these things too!

I'm not ready yet.

Before dinner time, twenty brand booths were rented out, with seven or eight companies paying 30,000 yuan each. As a result, the open space outside the warehouse was filled with tables and chairs!

Just as Rang Weidong was happily directing the basketball court staff to get everything set up, his mobile phone rang, summoning his wife: "It's time to pick me up from the airport..."

Damn, so dramatic!

But considering that her return would indeed be a great boost, Wei Dong still drove the minivan to the airport.

It's just a few kilometers from the Coastal Airport near Kowloon City; it only takes about ten minutes to get there if there's no traffic.

Following the directions given by the Hong Kong girl, we saw her elegantly waving, dressed in flamboyant attire and wearing oversized sunglasses.

She opened the passenger door with great satisfaction, only to find Xiaodie sitting there like a doll, looking at her with a speechless expression.

The husband yelled, "Damn it, can you hurry up? The officer's drawing a ticket!"

So Xiaodie's frequent exclamations of "WTF" are a direct result of her suffering from this.

Qin Yuye drawled, "Don't you have any gentlemanly manners to help me move these boxes?"

The difference between a straight man and a chauvinist is that he suddenly realizes something, quickly unbuckles his seatbelt, and goes around to help load those big suitcases from the airport luggage cart into the car.

But to my surprise, they all felt so light and airy.

So his wife chuckled without getting angry, "Every time I buy clothes and carry them over, do I have to buy a new suitcase every time... I miss you!"

As she spoke, she hugged the mover affectionately from behind.

Wei Dong immediately started cursing: "Fake! It's all fake. If they really remembered me, wouldn't they leave me some Hong Kong dollars? Do you know I only have two thousand Hong Kong dollars when I came to Hong Kong? I don't even have a bank card?"

The wife gasped in surprise, covering her cherry-like mouth, unsure if she was acting: "Have you been back for several days already?"

He told Wei Dong to drive her home first: "Nonsense, if we weren't so good at making money, all I'd see when I came back to Hong Kong would be several lives starving to death at home. And here I am in Hong Kong... um, what to eat? What to eat?"

Finally, I asked about my daughter.

Xiaodie, true to form, coldly retorted, "Chicken shit noodles!"

Qin Yuye's maniacal laughter never stopped; she truly had never gone hungry.

(End of this chapter)