Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

What does it mean to make a meal of dumplings just for a plate of vinegar?

It was during the conversation between Secretary Dong and the two men that they had this terrifying idea.

Why suddenly create the Ten Outstanding Young Persons Award, and why make such a big splash with it?

Why was the original date set before the new year?

But suddenly they insisted on awarding the prize before the Russian representative arrived.

The way Secretary Dong looked at Lu Weiguo was completely different from how he looked at them; it was like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

The more I look, the more I like it.

"Come, come, you two, don't just sit there. Come over and get acquainted. You're the director of the Industrial Bureau and the factory manager of a state-owned factory. Get to know the young people and show your appreciation."

Secretary Dong spread his hands, making the bias crystal clear.

express?

What does it mean?

How do you express that?

They're here to ask for money, not to give it away!

Besides, why not actually give those two young people some money?

Is it reasonable to do this in front of Secretary Dong?

"Director Yan, Factory Director Lu, hello. I am Lu Weiguo from the Danjiang County Reform and Development Office. You can just call me Weiguo."

Lu Weiguo stood up and immediately looked at Director Yan of the Industry Bureau.

This is a great company, with power and money, especially before the reform and opening up.

The resources they controlled far exceeded those of the Department of Industry and Information Technology in later generations.

It's fair to say that any director can approve a dozen or so projects, amounting to hundreds of thousands of yuan.

"Well... Comrade Weiguo is young and outstanding, but I..."

"Comrade Weiguo, we know Comrade Milan well, so I won't go into details. Weiguo, from now on, your county committee will use our toilet paper, and we'll give you an extra 50% off the internal price!"

puff!

Milan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Is this what you call a gesture?

This guy's here to sell stuff, isn't he? They don't even use the paper dogs from the paper mill; their dance troupe uses them to wallpaper impoverished villagers!

"Haha, thank you, thank you. It's just that our area isn't that developed yet. People use newspapers now, so we won't trouble Director Lu."

In the 1970s and 80s, a total of three paper mills were built in Heilongjiang Province. Except for one that was later changed to produce the kind of yellow paper used for funerals.

All the other paper mills turned completely yellow.

Many older people in Northeast China probably remember that pink toilet paper.

The texture and feel alone represent the pinnacle of technology in this province.

If this doesn't go viral, it would be against all reason and justice.

Lu Weiguo knew this all along.

After all, we all grew up with pink toilet paper stuck to our butts.

After his rebirth, he preferred to wipe his bottom with newspaper by hand rather than use toilet paper that would leak as soon as he touched it.

"I politely decline. Look at what you've done, Xiao Lu. What kind of garbage have you made?"

However, just as Secretary Dong finished speaking, Lu Weiguo suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he immediately became enthusiastic towards Factory Director Lu.

"Secretary Dong, Director Lu, I have an idea, what do you think of it..."

Secretary Dong immediately perked up, and even Factory Director Lu found a place to sit down.

Milan was left standing aside, serving tea and water.

The head of a song and dance troupe, once recognized outside, would be surrounded by everyone.

Many young men from across the province practically broke down her door in pursuit of her.

But now, even serving tea and water in this office is done because I'm by Lu Weiguo's side.

"Secretary Dong, you know what I said to Commissioner Zhang. Besides grain, liquor, and various meat products, scraps, and canned goods, why not sell toilet paper to the Russians?"

After Lu Weiguo finished speaking, the others frowned.

With that kind of quality, even our own people wouldn't use it.

Those Russians are so picky, how could they possibly be interested in something so advanced?

"Secretary Dong, I understand what you mean. Please listen to me first. The quality of toilet paper is one aspect, and another aspect is where it is used."

We mostly use it to wipe our bottoms; we use tissues to wipe our mouths and hands. To put it bluntly, we dislike tissues because they're dirty and don't want to wipe our mouths.

But the Russians are driven by Western interests, so their requirements for toilet paper are naturally much higher than ours.

Of course, besides the quality of the paper, the smell is also important. Since our paper isn't competitive in terms of quality, why not add some fragrance?

Choose a sophisticated name, preferably one that only high-end people would use, the kind that you can put in your breast pocket and whose fragrance will permeate your entire body.

As long as this can be achieved, the quality of the paper becomes irrelevant.

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

They know the Russians very well.

They were part of the reception team the previous times the Russians came.

Milan, in particular, was a member of the translation team and followed the Russians throughout the entire trip.

Besides being able to drink alcohol and being covered in hair, that Russian's most distinctive feature was the smell of his sweat.

It's hard to describe the smell. You could say it smells like a man's sweat, but that's not entirely true.

It has the smell of mutton, the smell of gizzard, and even a bit of the smell of cow dung.

Russian men are a bit better; they don't wear much perfume.

And those Russian women were a perfect mix of smells and odors, which was extremely torturous!

Therefore, Lu Weiguo's original intention was quite clear: to make those sheets of paper that, when folded, were about the size of a palm and had a pungent, strong smell.

They even named him Handkerchief Paper!

this.....

"Can he become Factory Director Yao Lu?"

Secretary Dong felt it was feasible, so he asked Director Lu to stay, precisely to revive the paper mill.

The cost of building a paper mill is far greater than imagined, including subsequent pollution treatment.

These are all astronomical figures.

It ended just like that, and it happened while he was in power. He was really unwilling to accept it.

Unexpectedly, without him even asking, Lu Weiguo offered a better solution.

It can even turn waste into treasure!!

"Yes... that's the taste..."

"Taste doesn't matter, the more fragrant the better. The best is when the aroma hits you right in the head as soon as you open the packaging!!"

Lu Weiguo was referring to the "Xin Xin Mou Yin" of later generations.

At first, the paper quality was ridiculously bad, but because of its name and smell, it became popular.

This caused Lu Weiguo a lot of trouble during those years.

After all, every woman around him claimed to have a special connection with him. She took out that piece of paper, folded it into a heart shape, and almost knocked him over with the smell.

"Okay, I'll try it when I get back."

"Two days! Three days at the latest, I need results!"

Secretary Dong wasn't going to waste his breath on him.

Director Yan, who was still lost in thought, finally saw the value in Lu Weiguo.

Lu Weiguo, Danjiang County, reform and opening up – he truly remembered those words.

I must check the information when I get back.

Get a clear understanding of the industries in Danjiang County.

Milan, standing to the side, stared at Lu Weiguo with eyes blazing with desire.

The more she got to know Lu Weiguo, the more she discovered his admirable qualities.

This is something that those second-generation rich kids, like Hu Dayun, don't possess.

In her eyes, the word "excellent" is perhaps unworthy of anyone else; only Lu Weiguo deserves it.