My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 818 should have that old-fashioned feel.
Upon arriving within the first ring road, we actually passed a hutong hotel, which was just a few hundred meters from our destination.

Wei Dong then slid the car across, without stopping, to check on the construction progress.

The twelve-story square-shaped building could only be this tall because it was too close to the palace, and each floor had an area of ​​only 400 square meters.

It's quite rushed, isn't it?

But the hotel group's strategy is to add a border to the square building, like adding a border that protrudes outward and recesses inward, like an oil painting or picture frame.

Suddenly, the entire building looks like an exquisite work of art framed in a picture!

The sense of luxury is immediately apparent.

The building has now been topped out and is currently undergoing exterior wall decoration and glass curtain wall construction.

Wei Dong has always liked to use glass curtain walls to cheaply enhance the sophistication of his small food factory in Shangzhou.

Look at how others play.

All of them are dark brown glass, set in various bronze-colored aluminum composite panel frames, and complemented by a base that resembles a brass rusted panel exterior wall.

That's right, the gate of Wei Dong's house in Repulse Bay was made of this material.

It looks very high-end.

After only a few glances, Wei Dong sighed inwardly, realizing that capitalism had truly mastered these tricks.

Yu Qili, who had been speaking eloquently, followed his gaze and looked at it as well: "I heard that it's a hotel built by foreign investors, costing hundreds of millions. This shows that the pace of reform is steadily moving towards the deeper waters."

The hotel's major shareholder lamented, "Deep water means people could drown, so it's best to be careful."

If You Qili was recklessly charging around in ignorance, then Wei Dong was cautiously testing the limits, just like someone well-versed in the art of swimming.

Yu Qili was about to speak, unconvinced, when he saw that they had arrived at the place ahead. He pointed and said, "That's it. It looks like an inconspicuous alley building, but it's a very high-level unit. But I haven't seen the slightest sign of reform. Are you going back to the Beijing Liaison Office tonight? Let's talk some more."

Wei Dong has his own budget hotel in Beijing, and three more are under construction. Today, he's going to inspect the newly completed Hong Kong-funded luxury five-star hotel.

He is the general manager of the property and real estate company that owns the fifth five-star hotel in Beijing.

It will also be the sixth, and the most luxurious ultra-five-star hotel in Pyeongchang for the foreseeable future of the next ten to twenty years.

So last night, I couldn't possibly stay at that guesthouse.

He nodded now: "I'll try my best..."

Anyway, Yu Qili probably thought he should try to climb as high as possible to see if it would work.

As she opened the car door and got out, she patted Wei Dong's hand and said, "You need to be bolder. You're younger than me, but you're acting all old-fashioned..."

Just a few words later, someone was arriving at work on a bicycle in the two-story gray brick building, and immediately noticed the two blue-gray Jeeps with decals.

Although it was dusty and unwashed, to a discerning eye, this car looked like a 500-watt light bulb.

There's only one of these in the entire city of Pingjing!
The other test vehicles were either different colors or were basically used as work vehicles within the factory area, and none of them were registered and entered the market.

Those who can afford imported cars are currently focused on models like the Bluebird and Crown. Only a very few with discerning eyes and connections can afford Mercedes-Benz and BMW. For those who just want to play around with Jeep CJ, they haven't reached the level of being so wealthy that they don't need to show off and are just doing it for fun.

He immediately peered through the passenger door: "Mr. Rang, when did you arrive in Beijing...?"

Wei Dong didn't recognize her at all, but he still smiled and said, "Just arrived, just arrived. I brought a friend here on business..."

He still wants to leave.

The man immediately shook hands with You Qili warmly, but his eyes were all on Rang Weidong. He even blocked the inside of the open car door, saying, "It's a rare opportunity for you to come. You must do some research and inspection. We are all brother units. Take a look, take a look."

Judging from his posture, he would throw a tantrum if he wasn't allowed to stay.

And taking advantage of this delay, other people arriving for work in groups of three or five also peeked out, and even bicycles were clustered around the driver's side window.

They all reacted the same way: "Let's have a chat! Welcome to come and guide our work!"

"Mr. Rang, you should have come to see this sooner..."

"Mr. Rang, we've been looking forward to your visit and guidance for our work for a long time..."

You Qili was completely stunned, finding it hard to believe that these people with Beijing accents could be so attentive and enthusiastic, weren't they all full of arrogance?

Wei Dong was also confused, but at least he had the emotional intelligence to ask what kind of organization they belonged to.

He could only offer a weak excuse: "I... this place is difficult to park, there's really no way to stop here."

This is right on the riverbank near the imperial city, in a two-lane alleyway. Parking here would definitely affect traffic, and there are no garages or parking spaces.

What large organizations could possibly be located in such a cramped place?

More and more people were arriving, all beaming with enthusiasm: "It's alright, you're giving them face by stopping. No one will dare to say anything. We'll keep an eye on things for you. Come on, come and see! You should have come sooner..."

Wei Dong glanced at You Qili outside the car door, a secret sense of vanity welling up inside him.

Move your bike onto the curb so it doesn't block the way.

Even so, a bunch of people helped him look at it, praising how beautifully he pressed the car. Only someone like him could drive such a car, there's no way he could do it!

Wei Dong is now very familiar with the ambiguous, righteous yet wicked, and skillfully erratic tone of the people from Pingjing. You guys aren't insulting people, are you?

After parking, we had to get Wang Zhiwen out of the back seat, his body all crumpled up.

He received a string of praises: "You can tell he has an approachable work style, even his clothes are so simple and elegant!"

"AUV, isn't that so-and-so? Hahaha, it really is your soldier! No wonder, no wonder!" "It really is! I watched the TV series, it's awesome!"

Wei Dong was both amused and exasperated: "Stop joking around, get to the point. I won't even know what the important thing is when I meet the boss later!"

He definitely has that kind of style where he blends in with everyone wherever he goes, and maybe the key is just his youth.

Laughter, anger, and curses can all be turned into writing, and these people all laugh heartily.

They hurriedly crowded into the house, saying, "Look at our house, our office building, and our living quarters, needless to say, when will you contact our Second Deputy Director about housing reform? That would be a blessing!"

Second Deputy Director?

What the hell?

I've never heard of this organization in Shangzhou.

Wei Dong was completely dumbfounded, but he managed to turn around and give You Qili a wink, and also glanced at Wang Zhiwen.

Yu Qili reacted quickly. Wang Zhiwen had already taken his bag from him, so he quickly freed his hands to play the role of Wei Dong's attendant and assistant and follow closely behind.

Even the buildings along the moat were dilapidated and in a mess at this moment.

From the outside it looks like a two-story building, but inside it is spacious with a large courtyard, which is all office space.

It was only after listening to You Qili's understated explanation that I learned this was just a municipal-level unit, specifically targeting the commercial sectors such as non-staple foods, catering, services, and street vendors.

Wei Dong was about to express what this had to do with him.

Everyone immediately started talking at once, saying that the night market at the Pyeongkyo Automobile Factory was theoretically under the jurisdiction of the Second Subsidiary Food Bureau!
However, they viewed it more as an activity between units of equal standing.

Everyone here has worked at the night market before, so it's only a few kilometers away from here.

At that time, the night market attracted all the businesses in Pyeongkran to visit, learn, and conduct research... play ball, sing, and eat barbecue.

There are even people here who have played ball with Wei Dong, real physical contact involving bodily fluids!
Does it sound like a very ordinary government agency?
However, the Second Deputy Director has long been responsible for the food supply service guarantee for all important meetings and major events in Beijing. Then, all the well-known brands of fermented bean curd, pickled vegetables, soy sauce, pastries, and basically all food-related brands in Beijing belong to this company.

In the true capital of Heijing, no matter is insignificant.

It's the imperial kitchen, you know.

So Wei Dong never expected that a national-level research center would belong to this unit.

He thought there was a food department or something like that.

There are a bunch of subordinate units, and convenience food is just one of them. There are also meat products, poultry products, eggs and dairy products, and pickled products. Hmm, the Coca-Cola that Jiangzhou wanted to send to the Great Hall of the People is also under the management of the beverage research center here.

The organization itself may not yet realize just how valuable these seemingly powerless entities are.

Because with full marketization, especially with increased information transparency, likes and criticisms issued by such organizations can determine the life or death of a food company.

So at this point, Wei Dong stopped saying anything in support of You Qili.

He fully understood why the old leaders of Shangzhou had locked this guy up.

If you dare to support him in drawing water from the Yangtze River, he can dam the Yangtze River.

How could something like this in the Imperial Kitchen be a trivial matter?

I just listened with a straight face to their enthusiastic introduction until the boss arrived for work.

Their enthusiasm remains unchanged.

Rang Weidong is the joint venture vice president of Pingjing Automobile Manufacturing Plant. Isn't that a leader of a unit in Pingjing City? Besides, this guy came here and said that your airport industrial park is too big. I heard that the city held a meeting to discuss whether to appoint district-level leaders!

Even a new industrial development zone in a rural suburb near an airport.

However, nowadays, in order to show the importance attached to various economic development zones, they are generally equipped with high-end features.

Director Tang of Jiangzhou Economic Development Zone is at the same level as the city's central district and Jiangnan district.

If this industrial park were built to this standard, it would be on par with Chaoyang District!

The legal representative of that industrial zone is Rang Weidong.

After all this calculation, the question remains: is Wei Dong a leader?

Yu Qili stood beside him, utterly terrified.

Even though Wei Dong was still wearing that same wrinkled T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers, everyone said he was approachable.

Then they got to the point: "The city has repeatedly emphasized that Pingqi's real estate reform is the best. Comrade Weidong's leadership in this area has been praised by all parties. Could you also help us analyze the situation and hold a meeting with all the relevant departments in the city soon?"

Moreover, it was the kind of situation where they unequivocally forced you to sit down, have a cup of tea, and then start making all sorts of phone calls to call for backup!

Wei Dong realized that it wasn't that he was so great, but that he could be used as a springboard to get this information.

But he couldn't very well turn his back and leave.

They watched helplessly as one manager after another, factory directors and the like, arrived on bicycles.

Many of them were still sweating, shaking hands with me while their hands were soaked, saying they had been looking forward to my arrival...

That's a bit much, isn't it?!

(End of this chapter)