My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 91: Just Ask if It Saves Trouble

He has been in charge of a prefecture-level city for many years, but his thinking is rigid and he finds it difficult to accept new ideas, not because of his lack of ability.

Even their business skills are extremely sophisticated.

Weidong never expected that the old leader would finally follow through on his initial nonsense and say, "I hope you can push for the establishment of this baby pouch production plant in Shangzhou to boost the backward production environment here."

The expert in opening a car was completely bewildered: "Don't underestimate this as just a saddlebag lock. It's even more difficult than working with electrical appliances. There are many details and materials that are difficult to make at the moment."

The old leader laughed instead: "When You Qili talked to me about these things, he would just pat his chest and boast that he could definitely do it, but in the end he asked for money and food, but all of it was in vain. So I actually believe that you can succeed, and you won't ask me for money or food, right?"

Weidong even tried to imitate Shitou's innocent behavior: "You can't bully a child like this. You want the horse to run but don't give it grass to eat. No, no, no."

The old leader laughed even louder: "Great, you can choose to lead all the state-owned and collective factories in Shangzhou. Isn't this enough support?"

Having worked as a security guard for forty years, I know very well the mentality of the people in that unit. In private, when they mention the director or secretary, they use the terms "big boss" or something like that as a shorthand for the boss, and there is only one unit or enterprise in the whole world.

Many employees of state-owned factories have only known the changes of factory managers throughout their lives and do not care about changes in the country, as if it were an independent kingdom.

Countless people would never dare to dream of becoming a factory manager in their entire lives, feeling that it is the ultimate goal in life.

Rang Weidong immediately waved his hands vigorously, just like he had refused Director Cheng's last visit to Xishan Factory. "Hey, hey, hey, don't say that. If I were Zhao Yun, you gave me eighteen cavalrymen, I could fight my way in and out of Changbanpo seven times. Now I don't have that kind of fighting power, and it's one thing, but you've also assigned them a bunch of old, weak, and sick people. I can't even fight my way out, and I still have to take care of them. What should I do? No, no, this is absolutely not possible."

The old leader stopped smiling, but his expression didn't change sternly. Instead, he looked a little kind: "You will take care of them, right?"

Let Weidong stop talking.

The old leader came to brainwash him: "You rushed out, cured your father's disability, and improved his life. Shangzhou has an urban population of 99. The city governs ten counties and cities, 682 county districts, 6766 communes, 738 production brigades, and a total population of million. How many families there will experience the same thing, and what the outcome will be? You should know very well."

Let Weidong remain silent.

The old leader appealed to his feelings: "I don't ask for much. Whether you produce baby bags or camera straps, using what you've seen and learned outside to transform a factory is not only the answer you've given me, but also the benchmark of reform and opening up that you've repeatedly mentioned. Otherwise, how can we convince the people to believe in reform and opening up?"

Let Weidong look up and look at each other.

Old Jiang was still ruthless: "It seems that you and You Qili are both waving the flag and shouting for economic opening up, but you are fundamentally different. So show me, as long as you can prove that this is right, then Shangzhou will be more firmly at the forefront of reform and opening up!"

Yesterday, Weidong emphasized to Dong Xueying that they should set a timeline and leave if no one showed up.

I was summoned today with the attitude that since I was already here, I would see if I could influence them to release Old You.

I didn't expect such an attitude.

This is an option that will definitely make Weidong's heart beat fast.

He has lived here for forty years, and even though he has rarely stepped out of the tax compound, this is still his most familiar and profound hometown.

It is impossible not to have feelings.

So we stared at each other for a few seconds: "Let me think about it thoroughly, and then I'll report my thoughts and decision to you."

The old leader was very satisfied. "Yes, I am responsible for over seven million people. I will not rashly decide to let things go. That would lead to big trouble. Those who always pat their chests and say there is no problem often cause problems, and after problems arise, they often disappear. Only those who think carefully and tread carefully will take responsibility. I am waiting for you to tell me your plan."

Rang Weidong is still a little naive.

The decision he said was that he had not yet decided to cause trouble in Shangzhou, but what people wanted was a plan, so the choice had already been made.

Those who didn't hear it nodded silently and said yes.

The old leader took out a document from his desk in a mischievous manner and asked him to take it back and read it carefully.

Overview of Shangzhou City Enterprise Directory.

Dong Xueying flipped through the pages of documents in astonishment: "You can choose any one to manage?!"

This area is very poor, but Shangzhou itself is not poor.

Just like when Jiangzhou became a direct-controlled municipality, many people from other places couldn’t understand why Jiangzhou was so famous and prosperous, and why there was external counterpart support for poor areas every year.

In fact, direct administration means letting Jiangzhou lead this poor people, and before direct administration, it was Shangzhou that did this.

There is a saying in the whole Shuchuan that "Rongjiang merchants" means that this place ranks third after Rongdu and Jiangzhou.

Jiangzhou, which later became the largest municipality in the country, was merged into the large and poor Shangzhou.

Located in Sanxiakou, which has been a gathering place for merchants since ancient times, the old street natives such as You Qili and Dong Xueying must have ancestors who had a tradition of doing business, which is why they have old houses and ancestral businesses.

So this place has been one of the trading ports opened by foreign countries for nearly a hundred years. In other words, such an inland hinterland actually had a customs house a hundred years ago!
Jiangzhou didn't have any. So Shangzhou's industrial and commercial foundation was quite good.

Weidong can actually choose any one of them to renovate and manage!
"Old You once dreamed of having this opportunity..." The young woman was quite incredulous: "No, he never thought about leading the management. He would be lucky if he could get some cooperation from the manufacturers."

Let Weidong hold the child and lie on the bamboo chair to rest his eyes: "People are afraid that he will take over and tear it down and sell it for money, or that he will become famous and leave a mess behind."

Dong Xueying took out a palm-leaf fan and gently blew a breeze on the two of them to repel mosquitoes. "Will you take over?"

Let Weidong ask in return: "Are there any good companies in Shangzhou?"

There are indeed two or three such provincial machinery factories with military characteristics. They are quite large and definitely out of our reach. It is said that their levels were on par with those of city leaders in the past.

But the Shangzhou Battery Factory sells well and is exported to Southeast Asia. It has cooperated with a fruit canning factory and is currently profitable. In addition, the bean paste produced by the sauce factory is a must-have for cooking in the southwest region.

Dong Xueying immediately counted on her fingers, "My family used to sell soy sauce. We used to travel back and forth with horse caravans and ships on the Sichuan River. Hehe, I think the soy sauce factory is pretty good."

She couldn't help but lean back on the bamboo chair, feeling gentle and yearning.

Let Weidong come back from the city, and after lunch, sit under the shade of the trees in the boss's backyard to discuss.

The master was lying on a bamboo chair, which looked like the later zero-gravity mode airline seats.

A young woman wearing a floral shirt and a long black skirt was sitting on a square stool nearby.

Looking from afar, it seemed as if hundreds of boats were competing on the river.

I can't help but feel open-minded.

In fact, Weidong had a rough idea of ​​these companies in his mind. They were the major taxpayers in Shangzhou.

It must have gone bankrupt quickly afterwards.

Just smelling the sweet fragrance, he opened his eyes and saw the heavy curves close at hand. He quickly closed his eyes and shook his head: "Even if we take over with a good foundation, will it be easy?"

The young woman immediately reacted: "Right! They're doing well on their own, so why should they change with us? They're more likely to mess things up and sabotage us!"

This was much more comfortable than chatting with the little girl. Wei Dong hummed, "Besides, they've already done well. We're just adding icing on the cake. No matter how much better we do, it won't be enough to show that we're good. So if we really have to do something, we should choose the less good one so that we can see the results immediately."

Dong Xueying clapped her hands happily: "Yes, yes, that's it..."

The baby opened his eyes at the sound and movement, and when he saw the rice bowl in front of him, he immediately crawled over with Weidong stepping on his chest and face.

He was over one year old, and he was happily and vigorously tossing and rubbing, which made Weidong open his eyes and blush immediately.

He quickly held the baby in his arms and fed him food, and he couldn't lie still any longer so he quickly stood up.

He kept muttering to himself, trying to distract himself: "Glass factory, soap factory, leather factory... Hmm? A leather shoe factory?"

As the weather got warmer, the suede leather shoes he had bought in Jiangzhou were replaced with the Huili basketball shoes that Dong Xueqing bought for him in the provincial capital.

Weidong already loves playing basketball, and that fool still bothered to buy him high-top shoes. The canvas surface wraps around the ankles for better protection, and the high-quality rubber sole is considered a high-end product these days.

The disadvantage is that it is easy to cover sweaty feet and make them smell bad, so Weidong wears slippers whenever he has nothing to do.

Now he remembered that he had brought Erfeng and the others to buy a lot of leather shoes in the factory area on the south bank of the Yangtze River. There were a lot of shoe factories of all sizes there!

Dong Xueying, who rarely blushed as a young woman, actually had a hot face.

He turned around and was busy, but he also listened: "You've never done that before. I've never heard of a leather shoe factory in Shangzhou before, right?"

Weidong's thinking was definitely ahead of the times. "Don't the surrounding rural areas have to raise pigs to supplement their income? In fact, pig skin has always been considered an output in Shangzhou. Yes, during the Anti-Japanese War, pig bristles were even exported to American warships as war preparations. We can recruit people and equipment from Jiangzhou to make leather shoes. As long as the quality is acceptable, the key is how to sell it. I have pandas for advertising."

There's a saying that goes, it's not about how fast you can run, as long as you can run faster than your teammates.

Products in the 1980s didn't really have to be amazing. As long as they were slightly better than others and quickly became "well-known" products in an era when information was not well-circulated, many famous brands that followed broke through the competition and established their dominance during this period.

Of course, considering Weidong's laziness, these leather shoes must be called Aix brand. It is so simple and convenient, and there is no need to register.

So after the X cameras and X tape recorders, they wanted X leather shoes.

Weidong has no concept of brand grouping at all, it is purely for saving costs and trouble.

(End of this chapter)