My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 817 Where in life do we not meet each other

Rang Weidong was indeed down-to-earth and didn't seem arrogant or pretentious at all, no matter how much money he had made or who the big shots he could associate with were.

After hanging up the phone, I had a detailed conversation with Wang Zhiwen about the situation of Hong Kong films.

I was surprised to learn that someone was forced to set up a street stall in order to make a film in mainland China.

Wang Zhiwen felt that what he had experienced was nothing.

Even Wei Dong could sense that Wang Zhiwen seemed to have a similar vibe to Chow Yun-fat.

My family's financial situation instilled in me from a young age in me a more thoughtful approach to money and values ​​compared to my peers and those of my age. It also gave me a touch of aloofness and detachment.

The elderly security guard with the missing hand is someone who, based on his own experience at the very bottom of society, hopes that they can use their talents and influence to illuminate the lives of more people.

“You’re still young, just about to graduate. Acting is your foundation. I can tailor-make roles for you and guarantee you a smooth career for decades. But maybe you’ll be too used to setbacks in your life. Some life lessons can only make you stronger through experience. Open your heart and go for it. As long as you’re on the path to your ideals, I can back you up.”

Wang Zhiwen took over Jin Zhuoqun's 30% stake in the advertising company and also received a fixed endorsement fee of 50,000 yuan per year, which was more than Yu Xiaoqiu and Ai Jiayi combined.

In fact, as a senior student, he is already quite wealthy.

Fortunately, looking back over the past year, there hasn't been much change. He still dresses simply and plainly, but there's a clearer sense of contemplation in his eyes.

Now, leaning against the headboard of the standard room bed, he asked, "Boss, what should I be focusing on illuminating right now?"

Wei Dong said without hesitation: "College student! You are a senior graduating from college. You should be very clear about the various employment attitudes among your classmates. If you can put together a movie to promote your dedication to reform, the commodity economy, or entrepreneurship... But entrepreneurship can also fail. Do you understand what I mean? Don't pin all your hopes on job assignments, company benefits, or a little bit of immediate stability. You should always try to make sure you've been here!"

This is his biggest feeling. In his previous life, he became disabled because his hand was cut off, and for forty years he lived a peaceful life hiding in that security booth, like an ant.

"For everyone, living is an achievement, that's undeniable. But for college students, how can they live up to the more than ten years of hard study they've endured and the countless nights they've spent learning? It's not about placing their hopes on others, but about seizing the opportunities presented by the current wave of reform and striving for success!"

This is also the biggest feeling that Wei Dong has in this era.

He truly started his sales network from among the teachers and students of Pyeongkyo University.

Therefore, I sincerely hope to help these young people who have just stepped out of the ivory tower to change their destiny.

Wang Zhiwen slowly nodded and said yes, then fell silent, maintaining the posture of resting his head on one hand and smoking with the other.

Wei Dong, a man in his sixties, skillfully finished his work for the day and then took to the air.

Seeing the young man on the bed next to me deep in thought, I closed my eyes contentedly and fell asleep. It was already two or three in the morning.

A few hours later, I had no choice but to open my eyes; I was practically choked awake.

This guy kept smoking, filling the whole room with smoke!

His increasingly gaunt figure was accompanied by terrifyingly bright eyes.

Startled awake by the boss's laughter and scolding, he tried to pull his arm out from under the head, but it was so sore he couldn't lift it.

But she still looked delighted: "I've got a movie idea..."

Wei Dong, bursting with energy, yelled, "I'm not the screenwriter. I have to follow the procedures myself. Screenwriters find directors, submit reports, and I'm only responsible for final approval and paying the money. Damn it, how old are you? You smoke so much!"

The scrawny young man with disheveled hair quickly turned off the fan.

Smoking is allowed everywhere right now, so Wei Dong didn't bother to say anything: "Didn't sleep all night? Go back to school to rest before you get back to work. I... I'm getting up and going to the office too. I'll try to meet at the University Student Employment Center this afternoon."

He understood all too well the power of these "top-tier internet celebrities," whose influence could spread in a single sentence that was worth a thousand of his own.

That's why they have such a strong preference for influence.

Those who are favored are often fearless and take the initiative to say, "I'll go with the boss to learn and broaden my horizons."

Without further ado, Wei Dong got up at six or seven o'clock, not caring whether the others were still asleep.

Neither of the Taoist priests brought any weapons; they only brought guns when they returned to the mainland, which the small jeep couldn't hold.

I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth before heading out, intending to go to the TV production building near the train station before the morning rush hour in Heijing.

Just as the two reached the front desk to leave their directions, they saw a tall, middle-aged figure walking out as well.

Wei Dong's attention was drawn almost subconsciously, and the other person seemed to sense it and turned to look at him.

It was You Qili!

Both of them were a little excited and Wei Dong stepped forward and extended his hand: "It's been a long time. Where are you going? I have a car that can take you there."

It was quite obvious that You Qili, who used to be surrounded by a retinue, was alone this time, carrying a large briefcase.

A standard company briefcase; the entire company might be packed in that bag. Late August in Pyeongsang Province is quite hot, even in summer.

If I had my own car, I wouldn't carry it around like this.

Having let Wei Dong fight in the martial arts world for several years, his insight has become very sharp.

Yu Qili was also observing Rang Weidong.

Accompanied by a servant, both were in a messy and unkempt state, wearing the same wrinkled T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers that they hadn't changed overnight, and there were no other followers.

Wang Zhiwen, who looked like he was on drugs, casually wrote a message for the waiter to indicate where he was going. He followed over, nodded without any regard for seniority, took out his car keys, ran out to open the car door, and climbed into the narrow back seat to wait.

Therefore, You Qili also made a misjudgment of the current situation in Rang Weidong.

He got out of the car with a smile and said, "I heard some news from Shangzhou that you haven't been back since before the Spring Festival this year, and the corn harvest must have piled up to tens of thousands of kilograms."

This made Wei Dong realize something was amiss; some rumors had already leaked out.

When we climbed the mountain at Kuimen, apart from those who came from Beijing, we were accompanied by people from the local area. There were also people accompanying the old leaders from Jiangzhou and Shangzhou.

You Qili has a wide network of connections in Shangzhou, as evidenced by the gathering he attended after being released.

He probably thought that Wei Dong had been abandoned and lost power.

Especially when I came out and saw this dirty little SUV.

The Jeep CJ is like that; it's an upgraded version of the 212, but not as refined and aggressive as the Wrangler. Moreover, the North American-style soft top is that kind of grayish canvas top, which can't be replaced, and it's even dirtier than the military green top of the 212 in China.

Yu Xiaoqiu knew that Wei Dong liked driving this car, and she also knew that he didn't care about these details. She even deliberately didn't have the car washed, preferring to keep a low profile.

Wei Dong chuckled: "I almost forgot, this autumn harvest will definitely involve large-scale purchases. As for you, I also heard that you took over the shell of Ludong Joint Food Import and Export Company in Pengzhen, and then withdrew after the end of last year?"

You Qili exclaimed in surprise, then burst into laughter, a very hearty laugh, and mentioned a place name.

With the map on his back, Mei Mao'er spoke up from behind: "Outside the southeast corner of the palace."

Wei Dong, who was already heading from the northeast corner of the Third Ring Road to the west of the Second Ring Road, readily agreed to set off: "What are you messing around with over there? Maybe I can lend a hand."

You Qili was not wary of him: "I have gained a lot of experience in import and export trade in Pengzhen, but it is still the same issue that we often argue about: policy influence can overturn the breakthrough we have just found."

Wei Dong had to interrupt: "After the reform and opening up, there were many gaps in the domestic situation. Someone as smart as you can definitely find many loopholes to make money. But once you find that this model may harm the national interest or there is a bad trend, you should immediately adjust the policy to keep up. I think that is a manifestation of a high level of governance. This kind of loophole-finding operation will become less and less common, and the space will become narrower and narrower. This is my suggestion for you to adjust. Okay, continue."

You Qili didn't seem to care about the air of superiority that seemed to emanate from him. Instead, he thought about it seriously for a moment and said, "Your macro perspective is very interesting and worth learning from..."

Then he adjusted his content back to his own: "But since it is a food import and export company, it must have made a lot of connections in this industry. One of them is the National Convenience Food Research Center, which is a tertiary industry institution under the national government. It has assets of tens of millions of yuan but is struggling in the seawater."

Wei Dong, with his keen insight, exclaimed inwardly, "Damn, you're really something! You've decided to take over this company?"

You Qili nodded: "Yes... Speaking of which, the vacuum-packed snacks you make fall under this category. Of course, it doesn't have administrative jurisdiction, only some research, demonstration, and testing functions, but that's not the power we need, right?"

Wei Dong was so impressed that he gave him a thumbs up.

He suffered a back injury at the beginning of the year, so he chose to detour through Hong Kong to outmaneuver his opponents. All three major campaigns were used to cover up his basketball and film projects!

You Qili must have suffered repeated defeats, yet he chose to unleash his ultimate move at point-blank range.

Since your policies change frequently, I'll seek a semi-official status.

Essentially, it's still the same money they use to engage in their own short-selling business, but this time it has a national-level backing!

Just like the later new energy vehicle war, state-owned testing centers and research centers would occasionally make their voices heard.

If this research center and the company are actually one entity, then how impressive is that?

The most practical approach would be for this state-owned convenience food research center to publicly recommend or criticize XK brand vacuum-packed snacks, and then comment on whether the product is effective or not.

A billion ordinary people would believe this.

Therefore, he had to point out the stakes: "If you really want to take on the contract, you should proactively offer to forgo the research, verification, and testing aspects. Instead, your contract fee should be used to support the government agency for that part. After all, what you really want is not this power, right?"

The same question made You Qili suddenly realize: "Haha, right, I've been running around for this for the past two months, lowering my stance like a grandson, but I've always been lukewarm. You're so perceptive and clear-headed!"

As far as Wei Dong is concerned, it doesn't matter what name You Qili uses to do business, as long as it doesn't affect public credibility or public authority.

I didn't expect to be recognized as soon as I drove the car there.

(End of this chapter)