Back to 1984: I built a chicken farm on a barren mountain.

Third floor of Zunxi Jiuzhou Hotel.

The room still contained only Wu Jiajun, Feng Jianguo, and Chen Wenfeng.

Just like last time, Feng Jianguo pulled Chen Wenfeng aside and talked for a long time, making Wu Jiajun seem invisible.

"Brother Feng, I'll be back a little later tonight. Let's chat a bit longer. You don't need to tell me everything at once."

Seeing that Feng Jianguo's mouth was dry from talking, Chen Wenfeng handed him a teacup.

Feng Jianguo seemed to realize that he was a little excited. He coughed twice to cover it up, then drank the tea in his cup in one gulp before sitting down and calming down.

After Feng Jianguo calmed down, Wu Jiajun smiled and said:

"Wenfeng, Lao Feng is a bit excited. He's going on a business trip in a few days and won't be back for a while, so he wants to get together before he leaves."

"On a business trip? Where are you going, Brother Feng?"

When Feng Jianguo heard Chen Wenfeng ask this, a hint of unease flashed across his face. He hesitated for a moment before replying:

"Actually, it's not far. It's just that we're in a closed meeting and training session. I'll tell you more about it when I get back in a while."

Wu Jiajun laughed:

"That's what he told me too, all mysterious. In the past, when he went on business trips, he couldn't wait to show me where he went, but this time he wouldn't say anything at all."

Feng Jianguo's expression didn't change much, but he quickly regained his composure and chuckled:

"Today we'll only talk about poetry and literature, nothing else."

Wu Jiajun, unusually, interrupted Feng Jianguo and said:

"No, before we discuss poetry and literature, I need to talk to Wen Feng about a collaboration—no, two collaborations!"

Upon hearing Wu Jiajun's words, Chen Wenfeng quickly asked:

"Work with me?"

"Yes!" Wu Jiajun glanced at Feng Jianguo, who was starting to doze off again, and said:

"I heard you say last time that the chickens have started laying eggs, and I'd like to buy eggs from you. Manager Li will tell you the specific quantity. Let's keep things clear, like brothers, and go by market price. I won't lose out, and you'll make a profit."

Chen Wenfeng listened and replied:

"No problem. Although there aren't many chickens on the mountain, I can go back to my old ways and continue to buy them from farmers. This can also be considered as revitalizing the rural economy."

When Feng Jianguo heard Chen Wenfeng talk about revitalizing rural areas, his eyes lit up and he said:

"This word sounds novel."

Chen Wenfeng then realized he had let something slip, using a phrase from his past life in the present. He quickly said:

"Words I just made up."

"Even random words can be good words."

Feng Jianguo smiled.

Fearing that Feng Jianguo would go on and on about this topic, Wu Jiajun quickly said:

"Old Feng, Old Feng, let the two of us finish talking first."

Chen Wenfeng quickly tried to smooth things over, saying:

"Brother Feng, let's talk later. I need to finish my business with Brother Wu first; after all, I need to earn money to eat!"

Upon hearing Wu Jiajun and Chen Wenfeng say this, Feng Jianguo fell into a drowsy state again.

Wu Jiajun glanced speechlessly at Feng Jianguo, who was pretending to be asleep, and said:

"Wenfeng, I want to cooperate with you long-term. You know that the state-owned chicken farm is not doing well right now, so I need to find more ways. With your readily available source, I don't need to go to great lengths."

"Okay, Angkor. Then let's cooperate long-term."

"This is just the first collaboration. There's another one, but it depends on your willingness," Wu Jiajun continued.

"I plan to establish a Bohai Chamber of Commerce to bring together buyers and sellers from the surrounding area so that we can help each other and exchange resources. I'm leading this initiative, and I'd like you to participate as well."

When Chen Wenfeng heard Wu Jiajun's idea, he thought it was a good way to expand his network and immediately agreed.

"However, joining the Bohai Chamber of Commerce will require some expense from you, brother."

"Do we need to pay membership fees?"

"No membership fees are required. I can afford these daily expenses. We can get together for a meal every day. It's all a small matter. I just think our Bohai Chamber of Commerce can do something meaningful."

After saying that, Wu Jiajun gave Chen Wenfeng a brief introduction to the Bohai Chamber of Commerce's ideas.

The Bohai Chamber of Commerce is mainly composed of entrepreneurs from Zunxi and even Tangshi. These entrepreneurs are involved in various industries, meet from time to time, and can cooperate and invest with each other.

At the same time, according to Wu Jiajun's idea, the Bohai Chamber of Commerce should be responsible, so its members need to contribute money and effort to assume social responsibility.

Upon hearing the word "social responsibility," Feng Jianguo seemed to wake up at just the right moment and listened attentively.

"No problem," Chen Wenfeng said. "I can provide whatever it takes, whether it's money or supplies."

But as soon as he said that, Chen Wenfeng regretted it. He had only just started out, and he was already spending money. Was he being a little impulsive?

It is said that when one is poor, one should cultivate one's own virtue; when one is successful, one should benefit all under heaven. But I haven't even achieved that success yet.

Wu Jiajun ignored Chen Wenfeng's subtle emotional change and continued speaking to himself:

"Of course, everyone who contributes money shouldn't give it away for nothing; they should all benefit as much as possible. Take your chicken farm as an example: as the scale expands, you can broaden your sales channels and even venture into other industries. But let's be businessmen; we can't ruin our own businesses just to do charity."

"That's good!" Chen Wenfeng quickly said.

"Wenfeng, I'm number 01, so you must be number 02." Wu Jiajun said, handing Chen Wenfeng a card with a background of the Bohai Bay on it. The lines were clumsy, but the colors were vibrant, and the card read "02".

Chen Wenfeng noticed that the card was made of cut-out cardboard, seemingly handmade. Before he could ask, Wu Jiajun explained:

"This was made by Xiaojun. That kid's always tinkering with random things."

"Really? No wonder it's so full of childlike innocence and fun!"

"Xiao Jun is number 0, and we are both his subordinates."

Wu Jiajun said, seemingly helplessly.

Wow, Wu Xiaojun, you're already showing such the demeanor of a great general. What will you be like in the future? This future richest man is truly extraordinary.

"Number 03 is reserved for Lao Feng. It's for when he decides to go into business. If he doesn't, I'll keep the number. My idea is that although everyone in the Chamber of Commerce is equal, the people with the higher numbers still have different levels of influence."

When Feng Jianguo heard Wu Jiajun mention him, his eyelids twitched slightly, but he didn't open them.

Chen Wenfeng held up card number 02 in his hand and smiled, "I support it, I think it's pretty good."

Wu Jiajun then changed the subject and said:

"Then it's settled. I plan to have a meeting at the end of next month. By the way, someone from your town has also applied to join the Chamber of Commerce; it seems they're also from Chenjiazhuang."

"Oh?" Chen Wenfeng was quite surprised to hear that others from Chenjiazhuang also wanted to join. He thought to himself that Chenjiazhuang really had capable people who had managed to get in touch with Wu Jiajun. He then asked:

"Angkor, you mean our Chen Family Village?"

"Yes, but I haven't finally agreed yet."

"What's his name?"

"You know Zheng Erli, right? He recently opened a new soy sauce factory. It's in Chenjiazhuang, you should know that, right?"