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

To grow bigger and stronger?

Screw you!

Lin Yu's vision went black, and he almost couldn't catch his breath, dying on the spot 25 years later.

One million two hundred and thirty thousand!

one day!

The execution ability of these workers is a bit too much, isn't it?

I told you to sell goods and clear out inventory, not to rob a bank!

Lin Yu's mind went blank with a "buzz".

Only three large characters remain.

That's it! The egg is dead!

He personally and completely blocked his own path of resigning and starting his own business.

He could even imagine that old fox, Liang Wenyuan.

Upon hearing this news, what a relieved expression of "I knew you could do it" would appear on your face.

Glad?

What a load of rubbish!

That's the devil's smile!

That was the Buddha looking at Sun Wukong, pressing him under the Five Fingers Mountain, and casually affixing a "Amitabha" seal to his face with a compassionate smile!

"Deputy Team Leader Lin! Say something!"

"Yes, Teacher Lin! Now many factories outside are following our example, hanging up banners saying their boss has run away! If we don't do something, all our business will be snatched away!"

Li Datou and Wang Jianguo, one kneeling and the other standing, were sweating profusely with anxiety.

That look in his eyes, tsk, it was like he was looking at a savior.

in the office.

Director Wang's jaw was still in a dislocated position.

Old Liu's face went from gloating to shock, then to blankness, and finally turned ashen.

One million two hundred and thirty thousand in one day.

This number, like a heavy hammer, shattered his pitiful jealousy and sense of superiority.

The only thing he looked at Lin Yu with now was fear.

This young man is not human! He's a monster!

"stand up!"

Lin Yu suddenly stood up from his chair.

He pointed at Wang Jianguo, who was still kneeling on the ground, his voice trembling.

"I'll say it again, get up, you bastard!"

"If this happens again, I won't interfere in the mess between your two factories anymore!"

Wang Jianguo was startled by the shout and scrambled to his feet, awkwardly rubbing the corner of his clothes.

"explain!"

Lin Yu kicked the chair away and paced back and forth in front of the desk.

"You just said that someone is imitating you?"

"Yes, yes!" Li Datou nodded quickly. "It's not just in the city, factories in several neighboring counties are copying us! They're using Jiefang trucks, they're using loudspeakers, and the words are almost identical!"

"Are you stealing your business?"

"Absolutely!" Wang Jianguo exclaimed indignantly. "Yesterday afternoon in the east of the city, we ran into a thermos vendor who also said the owner had run away! Lots of old ladies went to buy from them because they were cheap!"

"stupid!"

Lin Yu suddenly stopped and turned around, his eyes like knives.

Are you pigs?

"It's a good thing that people are imitating us!"

"That means our method is successful! It's been recognized by the market!"

"Instead of thinking about how to take advantage of this opportunity to expand your business, you're here crying and complaining, afraid that others will steal your business?"

"pattern!"

Do you even know what "vision" means?

Li Datou and Wang Jianguo were thoroughly scolded, and their heads hung even lower.

pattern?

What is that thing?

Lin Yu was so angry at these two clueless fools that his liver ached.

But he had no choice.

The pressure is already immense; he can't just lie there and wait to be crushed to death.

To break free, we must move this mountain!

Or, let someone else help him carry it!

A crazy idea, decades ahead of its time.

It suddenly took shape in his mind.

"Didn't you say you were out of stock?"

"Isn't your production capacity insufficient?"

"Aren't you afraid others will steal your business?"

Lin Yu's voice gradually calmed down.

But this calmness sent a chill down Li Datou's and Wang Jianguo's spines.

Listen carefully.

"From this moment forward, textile mills and steel pipe factories shall cease production of all finished products!"

What?!

The two of them looked up abruptly, their faces filled with disbelief.

There aren't enough goods to sell, so why suspend production?

Isn't this insane?!

"Pick out the best skilled master craftsmen and the most experienced quality inspectors in your factory!"

"We will establish two teams: one called the 'Flying Kite Brand Licensing Department' and the other called the 'Red Star Brand Licensing Department'!"

Lin Yu's voice possessed an undeniable magic.

"Li Datou, take some men and find those textile factories that are copying you!"

"Wang Jianguo, take some men and find those hardware factories that are copying your products!"

"Tell them!"

"You want to use our 'boss ran off with his sister-in-law' story? Fine!"

"If you want to use our sales method, that's fine too!"

"but!"

Lin Yu extended a finger and tapped the mountain of money on the table.

"They absolutely must display our 'Feiyan' and 'Red Star' signs!"

"You must accept the technical guidance and quality supervision we send!"

"Every product they manufacture must be of the exact same quality as, or even better than, what we produce in our own factory!"

"Then, for every hundred dollars worth of goods they sell, they give us a commission!"

"This is called brand franchising!"

Lin Yu finished speaking in one breath, picked up the tea on the table, and took a big gulp.

silence.

Silence is the Cambridge of the office.

Li Datou and Wang Jianguo remained frozen in place.

Franchising?

Authorization?

Commission?

These novel terms exploded in their meager business knowledge.

You can play it like this?

We don't produce it ourselves; we let others produce it.

Then put on your own sign and let others sell it.

Finally, they want to take a cut from the money others make?

this...

This is no different from the old days when landlords collected rent!

Do not!

Even more ruthless than landlords!

Even the rich landlords would at least give us a piece of land!

All they're doing is giving a name, a vague "label"!

"Lin, Deputy Team Leader Lin..." Li Datou's lips trembled, "This, this won't work? Why should they listen to us?"

"On what grounds?" Lin Yu sneered, "Only because your 'Flying Kite' brand has sold 1.23 million! On the other hand, the entire Jiangcheng, and even the whole province, knows your story!"

"They are a disorganized rabble, a makeshift operation! You, on the other hand, are the regular army, the originators!"

"Whom do consumers trust? They trust you!"

"If they want to make this money, they'll have to repay your kindness, acknowledge you as their patriarch, and obediently pay protection money!"

"Understand?"

boom!

Li Datou and Wang Jianguo were completely dumbfounded.

understood.

I think I understand now.

It seems like I didn't understand at all.

But it is not important.

Importantly, the way they looked at the young man before them had completely changed from admiration to fanaticism.

This is no longer some kind of living deity.

This is the God of Wealth descending to earth!

He is the master of turning stone into gold!

"Got it! We got it!"

"Don't worry, Teacher Lin! We guarantee we'll complete the task!"

The two of them, as if injected with adrenaline, roared and turned to rush out.

They were terrified that if they delayed even a second, a deal worth hundreds of millions would slip through their fingers.

"etc!"

Lin Yu called out to them.

He grabbed two large handfuls of money from the mountain of cash and stuffed them into the two men's arms.

"Take this as seed money."

"Remember, stick to your dignity! You're not begging them now, you're giving them a chance to make a fortune!"

"Go."

Watching the two figures rush out of the office in a flurry of activity.

Lin Yu let out a long breath.

My body was emptied out once again.

He slumped into the chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Family members, does anyone understand?

I really just want them to have fun on their own and stop bothering me.

Once this "brand franchise" model is rolled out, it becomes a self-sustaining system.

By then, they'll have their own things to do, so they probably won't come looking for me, their "founding father," anymore, right?

Can I then retire gracefully, right?

A faint glimmer of hope rose in Lin Yu's heart.

however.

Just then.

The red telephone on the desk suddenly rang.

All eyes in the office turned to the telephone.

Director Wang, who was closest, answered the phone.

"Hello, this is the Municipal Party Committee Office."

"Oh? Secretary Zhou?"

"Yes, yes, Deputy Team Leader Lin is here."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell him right away!"

Director Wang put down the phone and looked at Lin Yu, who was slumped in the chair. His voice even changed.

"Comrade Lin Yu."

"Mayor Liang wants you to go to his office right now, immediately."