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

Exported overseas?

Do you have the confidence to export overseas?

Lin Yu's voice was not loud, and even carried a hint of languor from just waking up.

But those words struck a heavy blow to the hearts of everyone in the office.

The entire office fell silent.

Qin Fugui's smile froze.

His mouth was agape, his eyes wide open, and he instinctively wanted to turn around and look at Li Dakang behind him.

Export?

overseas?

fuck!

Comrade advisor, did you not wake up properly yesterday?

We're on the verge of bankruptcy, we can't even pay our workers' wages, and we're barely scraping by!

You're talking to me about exporting overseas now?

Is this human talk?

If I hadn't witnessed the shock of those five million in cash yesterday, and if I hadn't heard the document that reached the highest levels of government, I would have been completely unaware of what was happening.

Qin Fugui now dares to point his finger at Lin Yu and teach him a lesson.

Let him know what it means to be arrogant and domineering!

Let him understand what fucking reality is!

But now, he doesn't dare.

He didn't dare say a word.

The pleading look in his eyes was fixed on Li Dakang.

Li Dakang's eye twitched violently.

His hand, holding the teacup, hovered in mid-air, as steady as an old dog.

But only he himself knows.

Again.

Here it comes again, fucking!

That little bastard is doing things out of the ordinary again!

Exported overseas?

How could you even think of that!

but....

In Li Dakang's mind, the two glaring mountains of money from yesterday flashed by, the document Yao Tao had taken out, and the governor's instruction, "Go boldly and do a good job!"

What could he say?

Say no?

Are you saying I'm being ridiculous?

just in case....

What if this is some kind of earth-shattering scheme by this kid?

What if this is some kind of test I've set for myself?

Li Dakang dared not gamble.

He slowly put down his teacup, gave Qin Fugui a look that said, "What the hell are you looking at me for? He's asking you a question, so hurry up and answer him."

When Qin Fugui received the mayor's "encouragement," he felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.

Okay.

You officials are protecting each other.

Row!

He took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace onto his weathered face.

The voices were distorted due to excessive force.

"have!"

"Reporting to Advisor Lin! We are confident!"

fart!

What a load of confidence!

I don't even know which way the customs gates face!

Qin Fugui roared inwardly, but his face showed a resolute determination to "complete the mission."

"it is good."

Lin Yu finally reacted.

He nodded slightly, quite satisfied with the answer.

then.

Under the tense gaze of everyone.

He leaned back and slumped back into the large boss's chair, shifting to a more comfortable position.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

A faint, eerie curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It’s over.

Li Dakang and his secretary, Xiao Liu, exchanged a glance, their hearts skipping a beat at the same time.

That expression!

This pose!

That damn guy, he's got everything under control and he's so annoying!

They know each other too well!

This kid is up to his old tricks again!

Li Dakang suddenly missed those two roughnecks from Jiangcheng from yesterday.

Li Datou, Wang Jianguo.

If they were still around, I could at least ask someone what kind of mischief this little devil was up to.

He didn't experience any of the "happiness" that Liang Wenyuan, that old fox, talked about.

Lin Yu, that little bastard, has certainly experienced one trick after another.

It is impossible to guard against it!

...

Lin Yu, of course, had no idea of ​​Li Dakang's inner turmoil.

He's having a great time right now.

That heart, which had been dormant for less than twelve hours, wanting to quit its job, start a business, and chase the spring breeze of reform and opening up, has started burning fiercely again!

Steel pipe factory!

Hongqi Steel Pipe Factory!

OK!

This is fucking amazing!

The equipment is a bit old, but the basics are still there.

Although the workers were somewhat resentful, there were many of them, and they were obedient.

Most importantly, Li Dakang, that sucker, gave away 51% of the shares for free in order to get rid of this mess!

This is a fucking mess!

This is clearly a huge piece of fat meat that God has delivered right to my mouth!

If I don't take a bite, I'd be doing a disservice to my status as a reborn person!

Exported overseas?

Correct!

We want to export overseas!

However, it's not for the Han River, nor for any of your bullshit political achievements.

It was for me, Lin Yu!

It's all for my big villa! My little Mercedes! My mature, sophisticated, and supportive female colleagues!

In Lin Yu's mind, a world map slowly unfolded.

His gaze fell precisely on that land of endless yellow sand and countless oil makers.

middle East!

What was the Middle East like in the early 1990s?

Wealthy scoundrels are everywhere; money is worthless.

A massive construction boom!

What do they need?

We need steel!

A huge amount of steel!

Do we need precision seamless steel pipes like those from German company Krupp?

need!

But what's needed even more are those ordinary steel pipes that are of decent quality, incredibly cheap, and can be used for building houses, erecting scaffolds, and as water pipes—those big, thick, and unrefined ones!

And isn't this precisely the specialty of Hongqi Steel Pipe Factory?

As for sales channels...

Oh.

Canton Fair!

All you need to do is make a few minor modifications to your product, reduce costs to a minimum, and then showcase it at the Canton Fair.

Those oil tycoons wearing headscarves and carrying checkbooks will swarm in like sharks smelling blood!

At that time, we will sign a record-breaking order.

Then, one can legitimately escape the pitfall of the city government under the guise of "personally supervising foreign trade production" and "generating foreign exchange for the country"!

This factory became my first and most solid base when I, Lin Yu, went south to seek my fortune!

Hehehehehe...

I, Lin Yu, refuse to believe I can't escape this time!

...

Lin Yu snapped out of his pleasant fantasy.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a calculating glint flashed in those dead fish-like pupils.

He sat up straight in the chair.

His gaze swept over the thick report on the table, and then over Qin Fugui's face, which was filled with anxiety.

Finally, his gaze fell on the several gleaming steel pipe samples.

He reached out and picked up the thickest one.

"Clang!"

He casually tossed it on the ground.

Qin Fugui's heart skipped a beat.

In the office, everyone's heart was in their throat.

Lin Yu stood up, looked down at the steel pipe on the ground, and shook his head.

He spoke without any expression.

"This thing is great."

What?

Very good?

Qin Fugui was stunned.

Li Dakang was also stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Isn't it a good thing that the product quality is good?

Lin Yu ignored their stunned expressions and looked at Qin Fugui.

The voice was calm, yet it exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

"Give me...."