My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 825 Concretizing Abstract Visions

Even so, Wei Dong didn't forget what his main course was.

At that time, such a complex drinking culture had not yet developed.

He was able to apologize and leave before 7 o'clock: "The sanitary napkin factory in the alley with the inscription by the leader has moved to the airport road industrial park in the suburbs. There are quite a few people waiting for me to go there for a meeting, so I have to excuse myself."

They were still confident, and all they got were compliments, and they had plenty of time to deal with them during work hours.

But he specified that the two kitchen helpers should take the clerk to Rang Weidong's office tomorrow to report for duty!
In short, we must act swiftly and decisively to get the work moving.

Wei Dong kept glancing at Wu Xi, who was crouching in the corner, eating silently. After drinking two cups of Maozi, he ordered Wu Xi, "If you're going to come along, drive."

At this point, people generally don't take it seriously and even look down on him: "Just a few drinks and you can't even drive?"

He still went to drive it while grumbling and cursing.

The main problem was that several dishes tasted different from what he had expected: "Now I understand why Old Pingjing said the Emperor didn't get to eat anything good."

Wei Dong would have to ask if he didn't know the story.

Yu Qili was also very clear-headed and wouldn't stay behind to try and get closer to them at this time.

He acted as if he knew Yu Xiaoqiu and Wang Zhiwen quite well, and then said goodbye to his companions and came out.

After hesitating for a moment, they watched as the beautiful secretary, who looked like a calendar picture, and the skinny guy drove Wei Dong's beat-up jeep. The two young men, who had been driving silently, followed the driver onto the 212.

I decided to ride in Wei Dong's "big car" instead.

Anyway, he only brought a driver with him.

Then, upon opening the door and getting into the back seat, I was immediately overwhelmed by the overwhelming aura of "nouveau riche".

You've never seen a car with a TV and a video recorder on it before.

So it still comes down to experience; no matter how capable You Qili is, he has never seen too many big scenes.

Wei Dong mischievously reached out and turned on the television. The 14-inch color TV, capable of receiving microwave signals, immediately displayed the clearly spoken news broadcast.

Yu Qili immediately seemed to be frozen in place, sitting upright and watching the highest instructions.

In the 1980s, when information flow was extremely limited, the CCTV Evening News was arguably the only channel through which intelligent people across the country could judge the overall situation; even newspapers didn't have such strong timeliness.

From the time they started at Wanshang Trading Company, the porters sitting under the eaves were very familiar with You Qili's style.

No matter how busy or chaotic things get, he will always sit in front of the TV to watch this.

This includes the time when he was arrested.

Wu Xi didn't pay much attention to the middle-aged man with thinning hair; he looked like Wei Dong's office director, carrying a huge accordion bag.

Rang Weidong, who rarely showed such youthful mischief, asked: "In your eyes, are college students more important than those people from before?"

Directly affiliated units like Pingjing do not have lower-level staffing, and their competent authorities bypass the municipal and provincial levels.

Wei Dong also drank a little: "Well, these are all routine tasks within the system. It's good enough if you can do your job well. Don't expect or expect any groundbreaking achievements. If you were truly talented and ambitious, you wouldn't be asking me to do these things. Wouldn't they? They've just weighed the pros and cons and chosen the safest and most maximizing balance."

Wu Xi laughed: "I thought you didn't know... Damn, this car is even harder to drive than the 212!"

Wei Dong laughed heartily: "Now you know how good my driving skills are, right? Yeah, college students are like off-road vehicles from joint venture factories. The foundation is already there, they're enthusiastic and energetic, anything is possible. Tell me, would I rather drive a Cherokee or this car?"

Wu Xi's feelings were different from those of ordinary people: "I say, you have an extraordinary vision. Everyone else is rushing to the city center, but you are heading to the suburbs. This contrast makes you stand out."

Back in 1987, everyone in the countryside wanted to change their agricultural household registration to urban household registration. At that time, the sanitary napkin factory in Shangzhou was recruiting workers like crazy.

The educated youth who went to the countryside are now middle-aged and desperately want to return to the city.

As industrialization progresses, a massive wave of urbanization will follow, with everyone crowding into the cities.

Wei Dong's current proactive move towards developing in the suburbs is indeed unique.

Yu Qili, who was staring at the TV behind him, finally looked up and paid attention when he heard the Beijing accent.

Before I could say anything more, we had already arrived after a few kilometers. Just as I turned past the car factory night market and the high-rise dormitory buildings, and was about to make a joke about the buildings, I saw a group of young people riding their bicycles past with great enthusiasm!
It's obvious they're heading towards the former sanitary napkin factory.

Even the bustling night market and the neat and elegant gates of the joint venture car factory flashed by.

"Holy crap, no way, so many people?!" Wei Dong saw it too.

The streets were packed with people.

There are definitely over a thousand, and these are all people standing outside because there's no room indoors.

It's all thanks to the fact that there are fewer cars on non-main roads these days. The sanitary napkin factory wasn't big to begin with; it was built by demolishing part of the old courtyard house at the entrance of the alley.

Now, they've completely demolished everything, leaving only about twenty meters along the road and about ten meters into the alley. They've built a three-story brick-and-concrete building that covers more than two hundred square meters.

It was a very ordinary painted and decorated room, with a roll-up door like those in a government service hall that opened several meters wide towards the street.

Even the stairs leading up to the building have a temporary construction site feel, with steel frames welded to the sides, suggesting that this illegal structure will definitely not last long.

However, the huge three-dimensional lettering "Pingjing University Student Employment Service Center" in front of the second-floor window is extremely eye-catching, and it is even illuminated by lights at night.

Then they saw three SUVs of different classes drive over, slow down, and pull over to the side of the road. Everyone cheered as they made way.

Wei Dong gestured for Wu Xi to turn the car and park it on the side of the building. The mala tang (spicy hot pot) stall was hidden under the steel-framed staircase there, and it wasn't very big, like a small Shaxian snack shop.

The locals quickly grabbed towels to wipe their hands and came out to ask Dong Ge if he had eaten. They explained that since he usually didn't park his car, he would set up small tables and stools outside in the evenings.

It is also the canteen where college students eat and the kitchen where they have late-night snacks.

Wei Dong peeked from behind the building and saw that the second floor was probably the office and the third floor was the dormitory.

Many graduates who work in offices on the 18th floor stay here temporarily at night. They don't have to waste time and energy renting apartments, and they have no worries about renting. They can set off to various places to start their careers at any time.

So you can still see a few window air conditioners hanging in the back.

I'm satisfied that the staff here haven't been treated unfairly.

The injured female basketball player continued to work as a security guard here. Taking advantage of her tall and strong figure, she spread her arms and blocked Wei Dong's way.

Wei Dong even boasted to her, "Our team in the south hired a foreign player from the United States. He can dunk twenty or thirty times in a game, and he can pull off a powerful dunk anytime!"

As she spoke, gesturing, the women's basketball player smiled憨厚ly: "That must be a master!"

The others were even more enthusiastic, and those who knew them proudly introduced their boss to everyone, saying how down-to-earth he was and that all he did was play ball.

He looked no different from his peers on the university campus, wearing a black T-shirt and jeans.

But following behind him were Wang Zhiwen, dressed similarly; his beautiful secretary in a white shirt and black tube skirt; Wu Xi and You Qili, who walked with imposing strides; and two Taoist priests protecting the rear.

A sense of authority arises spontaneously.

Especially when the company members, dressed in neat shirts and trousers, greeted them in the lobby.

The momentum is even stronger.

Let Wei Dong not be pretentious. He just stood at the door, where the people inside could look out. The sidewalk was already full, and those squeezed onto the street could also look up and see him on the steps.

"Hello everyone, I am Rang Weidong, the general manager of Dongsheng Trading. We started with X cameras and have since expanded nationwide with products such as Triumph film, Hilal casual wear, X computers, and Feiyan sanitary napkins. We have established 30 branches and 142 sales companies across all provinces and cities in China. We now have more than 20,000 employees nationwide and urgently need a large number of outstanding college graduates to join us and conquer all fronts!"

A person's name is like a tree's shadow; just these few brand products alone are definitely among the most well-known in China.

The majority of the young people, mostly students, applauded in welcome.

At this time, the college students were still very simple and honest, and most of them were still wearing old military uniforms, old man shirts, sailor shirts and white shirts.

They already admired the position of general manager, and those who had worked part-time in Dongsheng's sales team expressed their feelings even more enthusiastically with applause.

The result made Wei Dong very pragmatic: "Because we are involved in a large number of business projects, we will talk about them separately for several days according to different types, how to do them, how to participate, and how to realize your own value. The main categories are..."

She glanced back and then cleverly handed over her notebook.

This reminded Wei Dong of the twelve major items he had casually written down at the time, and he casually gave her the instructions.

The secretary immediately directed the removal of a blackboard, which was two or three meters wide, from the service hall and placed it upright against the wall by the entrance.

Then someone else took a small notebook and copied these major items onto the blackboard.

Wei Dong has already begun: "I will explain two projects every day. Everyone can choose the one they are most interested in and think about how to connect it with their own major, hobbies, and strengths, so that they can ride the waves and ride the rapids in this surging tide of reform!"

At that time, it was very popular to add quotes to conversations, and everyone was familiar with this teacher's words.

But none of them gave me goosebumps!
"Domestic sales, foreign trade, automobiles, computers, electrical appliances, clothing, semiconductors, hotels, real estate construction, shopping malls and supermarkets, sports, docks and ships."

The words, written in bold, vigorous blackboard font, were like an announcement of "Open Sesame" to everyone.

What you see is not a glittering treasure, but countless bright and promising futures!
We charged into the deep, turbulent waters, where the spray almost blocked the oncoming ship, but it couldn't stop our ambition!
Countless college entrepreneurs later recalled this moment, saying that the term "trendsetter" was vividly presented before their eyes.

From then on, Wei Dong followed her without complaint or regret, plunging into the sea.

(End of this chapter)