Officialdom: Reborn in the 90s, all I want to do is quit my job and make money.

The pancake may be small, but it's damn filling!

In an instant, Lin Yu felt his whole body filled with inexhaustible strength again.

The despair and collapse I felt just moments ago from being surrounded by thousands of people vanished instantly.

He is now Niu Gulu Lin Yu!

Dry!

Just do it!

Isn't it just about solving problems? I'll solve both factories' problems together today!

When the time comes, I'll have the credit and the reward!

Let's see if Liang Wenyuan still has the nerve to keep me stuck in this lousy seat!

As for what will happen in the future, what will happen?

That's beyond his control.

Damn it, he wants to quit his job and start his own business, to ride the wave of reform and opening up, and make a damn small fortune.

We don't care about that!

They'd love for you to get him laid off as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu's eyes changed.

He turned around abruptly and glanced at Li Datou and Wang Jianguo, who were still in a standoff.

That look in his eyes carried a hint of disdain.

It's all your fault, you two scoundrels!

If it weren't for you guys, I might already be on a train heading south!

And you, Li Datou, Wang Jianguo!

跪！

All you know is kneeling!

Die! Die!

......

Li Datou and Wang Jianguo shuddered at his sudden glance.

The monk was completely baffled.

What... what have I done to offend this little devil this time?

Why does it feel like he's looking at me like I'm his father's killer?

but.

After speaking, no one responded for a long time.

Lin Yu stopped being mysterious and wasting time.

He cleared his throat and got straight to the point.

"Are your products of good quality?"

This question came rather suddenly.

Li Datou and Wang Jianguo exchanged a glance and shouted almost in unison.

"good!"

"That's definitely good! Our textile factory's 'Flying Kite' brand bed sheets are famous throughout the province for their durability!"

"The seamless steel pipes from our steel pipe factory are supplied to key national projects! The quality is absolutely top-notch!"

When they talked about their own products, these simple workers immediately showed a proud expression.

That's the factory they built with their sweat and youth.

"Yes." Lin Yu nodded, satisfied with the response.

"Good quality is fundamental. But why do such high-quality products fail to sell, accumulate in warehouses, and eventually become a pile of scrap?"

"Why do you have mountains of gold, yet you go hungry?"

Why?

The workers looked at each other, their pride gradually turning into bewilderment and confusion.

Yes, why?

They had thought about this problem countless times.

Is it that the market is failing? Is it that the technology is outdated? Or... have they truly been rendered obsolete by the times?

Lin Yu didn't give them too much time to think.

"Because your things are products, not commodities."

"To put it bluntly, it's a lack of brand awareness."

His voice reached everyone's ears clearly.

brand?

What is that thing?

Seeing the bewildered expressions on everyone's faces, Lin Yu knew that talking about "brand strategy" to these workers from the early 1990s was like casting pearls before swine.

He could only use the most common and easy-to-understand way of saying it.

"Hey Li Datou, how much did you sell each bed sheet for when you went out to set up your stall?"

"Ten for the flawed ones, fifteen for the better ones, and twenty for the best ones," Li Datou answered honestly.

"Then why not sell it for thirty or fifty?"

"Who's going to buy them!" Li Datou shouted without thinking. "Thirty yuan is enough for a family's groceries for half a month! Who would spend that money on bed sheets!"

"That's right." Lin Yu's gaze then turned to Wang Jianguo.

"What do you do with the scraps from your steel pipe factory?"

Wang Jianguo's face darkened, and his voice lowered: "Before... before, we sold it to recycling stations as scrap metal for a few cents a pound..."

Lin Yu smiled.

"See, that's the problem."

He held up one finger.

"You only know that your own things are good, but you don't know how to make others think they are good too, and be willing to pay more for that 'goodness'."

"The bed sheets from the textile factory are of excellent quality, so why can't they be the first choice for weddings in Jiangcheng? Why can't they become a symbol of status? Why can those fancy brands from coastal cities sell for hundreds of yuan?"

"Are all the scraps from steel pipe factories necessarily scrap iron? Have you ever thought about turning them into clothes racks, small stools, or even metal sheds for the vegetable market?"

"Give it a catchy name, and tell everyone that it's made of 'Red Star' brand steel pipe—sturdy, durable, and will last a lifetime!"

"That's what you call a brand!"

"Let 'Flying Kite' be more than just a piece of cloth, and let 'Red Star' be more than just a pipe."

"These are credibility, promises, and guarantees of quality!"

"Only when everyone recognizes your brand can your products transform from 'products' into truly valuable 'commodities'!"

Linbus is offering online courses.

He spoke until his mouth was dry.

The entire factory entrance was completely silent.

Li Datou, Wang Jianguo, and those thousands of workers.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaping-mouthed, dumbfounded at the young man in the center of the room who was speaking eloquently.

I have a vague understanding of it.

Confused and disoriented.

Anyway, I didn't quite understand.

What brand, what product, what level of brand awareness...?

That's too profound.

But this did not prevent the light from reigniting in their eyes.

A light that is a mixture of worship, respect and fanaticism.

Even though I don't understand it, it sounds really awesome!

No wonder the mayor values ​​him! No wonder he's the big shot who got the factory director in there!

That's top-notch!

It was also at this time.

Li Datou rubbed his big head.

He looked at Lin Yu with a complex expression of admiration and embarrassment.

"Lin...Deputy Team Leader Lin, what you're saying about...brand, it sounds reasonable to me..."

"But... the problem is, you saw it too."

Li Datou spread out his large, calloused hands, his expression even more unpleasant than crying.

"The factory is now just an empty shell, with no money in the accounts and a huge debt to the bank. Yang Weiguo and his gang of parasites have emptied it out of everything they could."

"If they really ask us to work on some ridiculous brand, we...we..."

He held it in for a long time, and finally uttered three words almost in despair.

"I can't do it!"

Wang Jianguo nodded vigorously beside him, his face full of bitterness and resentment.

"Yes, Deputy Team Leader Lin, it's the same at our steel pipe factory. Besides mountains of steel pipes, even the rats in the warehouse are starving! The workers haven't been paid for three months, where would we get the money to do what you're talking about?"

"..."

In a word.

This instantly extinguished Lin Yu's burning passion.

The smile on his face froze.

Feelings? I just spent ages spitting as I talked, and it was all a complete waste of my energy?

He looked at the two simpletons in front of him, their faces saying, "We're poor, we have no choice."

An unnamed anger suddenly surged up.

Anxious and corrupt.

The flags were lowered and the drums fell silent.

"If you don't have money, why don't you ask the city for it?" Lin Yu shouted irritably.

"We've got it!" Li Datou was almost in tears, feeling wronged. "We go to ask for it every day, and the city leaders avoid us like the plague!"

"Don't look at me!" Zhou Quan walked over unnoticed and added insult to injury with a blank expression, "The city's finances are tight too, we really can't make ends meet."

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Lin Yu gave him a dirty look.

He finally understood it completely.

This is a fucking hot potato, no, it's like a branding iron burning your hand!

Just playing around!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

Those were the tears of a hero!

No, no, this can't be done!

I resigned and went into business!

My reform and opening-up policy!

One of my small goals!

No! Absolutely not!

Lin Yu's mind began to race.

No money...

No money...

In this day and age, what can you do without money?

Making GG costs money, changing the packaging costs money, and even turning scraps into small stools still requires tools, labor, and money!

This is an endless loop.

An unsolvable infinite loop.

and many more!

A bolt of lightning flashed through Lin Yu's mind!

Who said...it has to cost money?

He suddenly lowered his head, his gaze fixed intently on Li Datou and Wang Jianguo.

That look in their eyes sent chills down their spines.

Just when the two thought their little tyrant was about to lose his temper again.

Then, Lin Yu's voice rang out softly.

"money?"

"Who says asking for money is the only way to solve the problem!"