Courtyard: Selling the Iron Rice Bowl at the Start

Transmigrated to the Courtyard in 1962, I sold my iron rice bowl at the start.

I will study hard, get into a technical secondary school, and become a technician. When the trend rises, I will ...

Chapter 343 Records (Part 3)

Ever since Wang Shouren made his fortune.

In addition to the macroeconomy, leaders are also focusing on the automotive industry.

Putting aside everything else, the industries this thing drives are real and tangible.

Moreover, the value that technology brings to this is far too high.

Most people are wondering if they should try to create a second Wang Shouren.

No, let alone being a second Wang Shouren, they would be happy if anyone could reach even one-tenth of Wang Shouren's level.

"But there are conditions from above."

"What are the conditions?"

"There are quite a few, but it will relieve a lot of burdens. How about it, Lao Liu, do you want to take a gamble? There are still quite a few empty factory buildings near that kid Wang Shouren."

The land that Oriental Revival granted to Wang Shouren was quite large.

This guy is incredibly ambitious; he built quite a few factories, many of which are still empty. If they were to go there, there would still be room available.

"I'm afraid he'll rip me off again."

"Aren't you envious of that place?"

"Fine, let's just kill him then..."

In the end, he was just jealous.

No matter how envious the two factory directors were, the documentary continued.

"At noon, Li Huowang finished his shift. His workday was eight hours long, and during his lunch break he usually didn't go back to his dormitory. After eating in the canteen, he would rest briefly in the workshop before continuing his afternoon work..."

The documentary didn't emphasize the work aspect much, only mentioning it briefly.

As a bell rang, the narration began again.

"At 5:30 p.m., it was time for Li Huowang to get off work. He packed up his tools at his workstation, clocked out, and left the workshop. But for Li Huowang, his real time was just beginning."

At this moment, the scene changes, and Host Zhao appears.

He appeared in the canteen. It was clear that Li Huowang had just finished dinner, and there were many other workers eating nearby as well.

This is an interview.

"Comrade Li, Director Wang told me that your real life begins after get off work, but I don't quite understand what that means. Could you tell me what you usually do after get off work?"

Li Huowang is an honest and simple man. It was clear that even after a day of filming, he was still a little nervous. However, he was still able to answer the host Zhao's question seriously: "There are many places to go after get off work."

Li Huowang counted on his fingers: "Our rest area is very large, and there are many places to go."

"Indeed, Director Wang told me that the rest area occupies one-third of the entire industrial park. Could you tell us more about it?"

"Yes...yes, that's fine."

"First, there are some recreational facilities. We have dedicated basketball courts and badminton courts..."

"Uh." Even someone as knowledgeable as Host Zhao was momentarily stunned. What kind of place is a basketball court or badminton court? Can you just use those places because you have a basketball hoop?

"Could you please take us there?" Host Zhao asked, seizing the opportunity.

"Okay, let's go then."

Next, everyone truly witnessed what a nouveau riche looks like.

Basketball court, badminton court, and even a swimming pool! The host, Zhao, who was following the camera, was dumbfounded. This really was a factory.

"These places are all free?"

"Ah, it costs money." Li Huowang nodded: "We don't come here often. Usually, it's outsiders who come to play. We come here occasionally too. It's not too expensive for a group of people to get together."

"So, if you want to play ball, is this the only place you can do it?"

"No, there are venues that are free." Li Huowang was an honest boy who said what he meant.

Actually, it was Wang Shouren himself who proposed building these gymnasiums. It was partly his fault; he didn't seem to realize the consequences. What era were we living in? Building a gymnasium inside a factory! It was clearly a losing proposition, especially since gymnasiums require maintenance. Moreover, most workers weren't skilled enough to use them. Because of this, he received a lot of criticism from his superiors.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at the mess you've made. Even our own people are getting a few involved," Qin Jingru said sarcastically from the side.

Wang Shouren: ...

That's undeniable.

"But people from outside really like this place. They come during the day, and in the evening, they even eat in our cafeteria. The director says that this is a way to generate revenue..."

He's just being stubborn. The maintenance costs of all the things Wang Shouren has done are probably not even recouped, because he charges relatively little.

It's completely different from the venues in later generations that cost tens or hundreds of yuan per hour.

Many idlers in Beijing lit up, thinking, "Wow, another great place to go!"

"You're in trouble again now that you've come out of this place. What are you thinking when you don't stop those people from coming in?" Qin Huairu said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Wang Shouren sighed; in truth, he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

He wondered if he were the protagonist in the book, would these flaws have been avoided? This stadium was indeed a terrible idea to build, so terrible that it was unbearable to look at, because it did not meet the requirements of the times.

Being half a step ahead is genius; being a full step ahead is madness.

Yes, this place has been built, and people will indeed come; in fact, quite a few people will come.

But what kind of place is this? It's his industrial park, an industrial park, an industrial park. The focus is on industry. All this fussing about is completely pointless. If he really wanted to build some kind of entertainment facility, there would be no need to bother with it here.

"Let's see if we can move our things from this place to the new residential area under construction."

"What about those restaurants? What do you use them for?" Qin Huairu asked.

“Let’s see how it goes. If it really doesn’t work out, we’ll just leave it empty for now. An industrial park is better kept simple. We can move there later and do some promotion.” Wang Shouren was puzzled for a moment, then immediately realized, “That’s right! The promotion this time was effective. We can use this place as a promotional spot later!”

Humans make mistakes.

However, some people who make mistakes get stuck in the past, feeling deeply guilty, wondering if they should have just not done that.

When Wang Shouren made a mistake, he didn't dwell on why he did it; instead, he considered how to turn the situation around.

"That's still a considerable loss, isn't it?" Qin Jingru, a money-grubber, was somewhat reluctant.

"A small loss is nothing. Aren't our profits enough?"