Arrogance and domineering, starting in the 1990s

Hearing this, Wu Shucai said with satisfaction, "I plan to set up a small processing plant to produce crayfish seasonings..."

"Make it a standard format, then we can sell it directly as a stir-fry ingredient."

"I've prepared all the licenses and permits, and I've registered this place. All that's left is to get the machines and the manpower."

"These are all readily available."

"You take 30% of the technology shares and receive a salary of 2,000 per month. Your son will come over to do management, and if he does well, he'll get 10% of the shares."

Song Qing was old and looked completely bewildered, but his son, Song Jianguo, immediately understood.

His eyes immediately lit up, and he launched into a long, detailed explanation of which packaging machines were the best.

There's this thing called human-machine integration, and even PLC.

Wu Shu understood some of the terms, but there were others that even with his limited knowledge, he didn't understand.

But none of that matters, as long as you know how to use people.

"From now on, you'll be in charge of this factory. I'll send an accountant later so the accounts can be processed through the food company's account."

"No need for Brother Shu! My wife is an accountant, she knows all this!" Song Jianguo said excitedly.

They all looked excited, their minds solely focused on working their lives for this "factory (workshop)"!

Completely oblivious to Wu Shu's amused expression.

It wasn't until Song Qing kicked him that he realized just how stupid his words had been.

"Shu, Brother Shu, that's not what I meant, it's just, it's just..."

Wu Shu chuckled softly and helped the other person straighten their clothes.

"It's okay, just do your job well, the most important thing is to be fast."

"It's like the speed at which a person falls from a great height."

"Whoosh~~~ Snap!"

Song Jianguo listened to Wu Shu's words and watched as the other man made wave-like shapes with his hands.

Their faces turned pale, and Song Qing's heart pounded in his chest!

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Wu, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on this brat!"

Wu Shu laughed heartily at this moment, and put his arm around Song Qing's shoulder.

"I was just kidding, Mr. Song. I've only heard about such a cruel thing as throwing people off buildings, haha."

...

After giving instructions to Song Qing, Wu Shu sat at Qingfeng Tower, drinking tea and waiting for Dai Kun.

At this moment, Ding Meng hesitated for a moment, but his eyes were not dull at all.

Only an endless killing intent said, "I'll go."

Wu Shu frowned. What was he going to do with this all of a sudden?

But when he looked at Tian Le, he saw that the other person was looking around guiltily.

Only then did I understand what the other person was talking about.

It must have been Tian Le, that gossip, who told Ding Meng about Wanyou Mountain, which sparked Ding Meng's interest.

Wu Shu said with a fierce look in his eyes, "What are you going to do? Say it again!"

Ding Meng's murderous intent faltered for a moment, but immediately turned into determination.

"Go and do him!"

Wu Shu slapped Ding Meng across the face with his backhand!

Ding Meng's right cheek immediately swelled up, but he immediately turned his face to face and looked at Wu Shu with a firm gaze!

He looked like a stubborn mule.

Wu Shu was so angry he felt like his chest was about to explode. He beckoned Tian Le over.

The other person looked terrified and kept taking small, hesitant steps backward...

"Get over here!"

Wu Shu roared, which frightened Tian Le so much that his legs went weak, and he moved over with trembling legs.

Wu Shu kicked Tian Le two or three meters away, until he crashed into the wall of the private room before stopping.

Wu Shu said with a ferocious look in his eyes, "Eating and drinking a little won't hurt, and being a little stupid won't matter either."

But if you can't control your mouth,

"You won't need to speak anymore."

He then turned and continued staring at Ding Meng, saying, "I don't blame you for not understanding anything."

"But at the very least, you need to have a good memory."

"Don't do or say anything like this without my approval in the future."

Ding Meng's face was swollen on one side. After a moment of excitement, his expression returned to a blank stare.

He nodded and returned to stand behind Wu Shu.

Like a shadow, it blended into the darkness.

Zhang Jun ran over and helped Tian Le up, his usual gloating gone, replaced by a face full of regret.

Although it was Tian Le who suggested this, he also supported it. He felt that Wan Licheng should be eliminated directly.

Anyway, with Ding Meng's skills, he can do it without anyone noticing.

But before they could even make a move, Brother Shu had already crippled his opponent.

Now, a new Wanyou Mountain has emerged, and after the young ones are beaten, the old ones come to fight. When will this clichéd plot end?

Therefore, he actually agreed with Ding Meng's decision to eliminate Wan Youshan.

"Since I've come to you, it's because I want to bring you wealth and prosperity."

"Don't let me be without any of you when I'm indulging in a life of pleasure and debauchery in the future."

"Please, please don't do anything to upset me."

Tian Le coughed and lowered his head. He wasn't seriously injured; he just had a slight stitch in his side.

But he didn't resent Brother Shu at all, and he didn't even feel dissatisfied.

Because the other party is still their Brother Shu, unchanged.

They're still so protective of their own, still...treating them like human beings.

...

In the silence, Dai Kun arrived.

As soon as he entered, he sensed that the atmosphere in the room was a bit off. He initially intended to quietly leave,

Suddenly, he met Wu Shu's indifferent gaze.

He immediately stopped in his tracks, put on a smiling face again, and walked in, bowing and scraping.

"Master Shu, you wanted to see me?"

Wu Shu raised his chin, gesturing for the other person to sit wherever they liked.

Dai Kun was a little reserved, but he still sat on about a third of the chair.

"Fatty Gao asked you to come over because he wanted me to give you some directions."

"You've done a good job with the lobster, Qingshan, and Wanlicheng matters."

Upon hearing this, Dai Kun immediately stood up, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "It's all thanks to Master Shu's guidance."

Wu Shuwei nodded slightly and continued, "Given your current situation, I'll point you to three paths; you can choose one yourself."

"First, Fatty Gao acquires the land and builds the building; you come in to do the interior decoration, including doors, windows, and aluminum—basic finishing."

You can do any of that, as long as he doesn't go bankrupt, you won't lack money.

"Secondly, there's the property management company business. Although this industry is just starting out in Yuedong, it's still in its early stages."

But the prospects are bright; it's a legitimate business that allows you to both support your associates and secure a stable livelihood.

At this point, Wu Shu paused for a moment, then continued, "Third, making steel."

When Dai Kun heard the first two, he felt a sudden sense of clarity, and realized that doing legitimate work seemed quite simple.

Although he was unaware that even in the renovation business, there was always competition and underhanded dealings, and gray areas were unavoidable.

As for property management companies, they need to work closely with the security authorities and maintain good relationships.

He actually preferred to do both: first the renovation, then the property management.

Adults don't make choices; they want both!

But what excited him the most was the last one: steel!

There is currently a severe steel shortage in Huayan, to the point of being desperately hungry.

He just didn't have any connections.

"Don't be too greedy. Choose any one of the three. As long as you work hard, you won't be any less wealthy than Fatty Gao in the future."

Wu Shu immediately saw through the other party's thoughts, so his tone became a little harsher.

"Master Shu, what kind of steel are you referring to?"

Although Dai Kun felt that the first two points were already quite good, the other party mentioned steel in the third point.

He said nothing else, which triggered his intuition.

He subconsciously felt that the third path was the way to heaven.