"Auntie, is the situation at the light bulb factory really that bad?"

Wang Peng asked.

"Private manufacturers are all producing energy-saving lamps, but our factory is still producing light bulbs. What do you think?"

Duan Cuilu laughed in exasperation.

Workers in state-owned light bulb factories received fixed wages; the quality of the products and whether the technology kept pace with the times were irrelevant to them.

Wang Peng suddenly remembered that these past few years have seen a wave of layoffs.

Many state-owned factories went bankrupt, and state-owned barbershops on the streets closed down.

"Uncle, Auntie, how long can the light bulb factory last?"

“Who knows?” Li Kefan sneered. “The factory would love for the workers to take leave so I have plenty of time to supervise them.”

“Okay, I’ve given you the key. Uncle Li, please supervise the construction for me,” Wang Peng said.

He knows nothing about interior design, so it would be good if someone could help him.

"Brother, shall we go to the school and take a look?" Li Mingzhu said softly.

Wang Peng nodded and changed his shoes in the entryway.

The two went downstairs, where a group of middle-aged women surrounded the Santana, pointing and commenting.

"Mingzhu, is this your car?"

“I saw Lao Li get out of the car yesterday.”

"Mingzhu, when did your family buy the car?"

They all knew Li Mingzhu because they lived in the same residential compound.

"Auntie, this is my boyfriend's car."

Li Mingzhu held Wang Peng's hand and said, "We'll both get into universities in the provincial capital and plan to open a tobacco and liquor store."

After saying this, she straightened her back.

"Oh my, this young man is really handsome."

"Mingzhu, you have excellent taste."

"..."

The women comrades showered her with praise, their envy and jealousy palpable.

Amid the praise, Wang Peng started the car and drove away from the residential compound with his girlfriend.

Driving to the steel mill's residential compound, Chen Yinghao was indeed not home.

Wang Peng then went to the steel rolling mill.

As the car pulled up to the gate, the security guard rushed over to greet it.

"Comrade, are you here to discuss business?"

The middle-aged security guard said with a forced smile.

"Uncle, my name is Wang Peng. Chen Yinghao is my uncle. I need to talk to him about something. Could you help me get in touch with him?"

Wang Peng introduces himself.

"Mr. Chen?" The security guard nodded hurriedly. "Okay, okay, I'll call him."

The security guard returned to the security room and dialed the internal phone line.

A few minutes later, he came to the car again. "Comrade Wang Peng, General Manager Chen asked me to take you to his office."

"Okay." Wang Peng told him to drive.

Under the security guard's direction, I parked the car downstairs in the office building and followed the guard to the factory manager's office.

"Uncle Chen," Wang Peng greeted him with a smile.

"Xiaopeng is here? I was just about to go down to pick you up."

Chen Yinghao hurriedly put down his pen and invited Wang Peng into the room to talk.

The office was decorated very luxuriously, with genuine leather sofas and traditional Chinese paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls.

"Uncle Chen, I'd like to ask someone to register a company in the UK."

"The company is called Ying Shi Bang, and it mainly deals in condoms for contraception."

"Registering with my personal information will be very useful in the future."

Wang Peng stated his request directly.

Chen Yinghao blushed and stole a glance at Li Mingzhu.

In the 1990s, Chinese people were very reluctant to talk about "sex" and were embarrassed to discuss it in front of outsiders.

Li Mingzhu was also stunned, never expecting that her man wanted to start a condom business.

Her face flushed slightly as she stood up and said, "Uncle Chen, I'm going to get some things from the car. You and Brother Peng can talk first."

"Okay, okay." Chen Yinghao hurriedly stood up to see the guest out.

He saw Li Mingzhu off and locked the office door from the inside.

"Xiaopeng, why is that? Why do you want to start a condom business?"

Instead of answering, Wang Peng asked, "Uncle Chen, the family planning policy is very strict. What are the current methods of contraception in China?"

“Ligation, IUD insertion.” Chen Yinghao scratched his head.

Wang Peng nodded, "Both tubal ligation and IUD insertion are harmful to the body. I am certain that condoms will become the primary method of contraception in the future."

"What makes you so sure?"

Chen Yinghao's head was buzzing.

Wang Peng smiled slightly.

This is what the future world will be like; it will be like this all over the world.

"Okay, even if you're right, why not just register in China? Why go to the UK?"

Chen Yinghao asked.

"Because the current mainstream trend is to worship foreign things and fawn over foreigners."

Wang Peng said seriously, "If the prices of the same product are not much different, which one would you buy?"

Chen Yinghao was taken aback, and slowly lit a cigarette for himself.

The main products of the steel rolling mill are triangular iron and I-beams.

Previously, the factory hired a news anchor from the provincial TV station to endorse their products, but the results were not very good.

Then the boss went to a university in the provincial capital and found the younger brother of an American English teacher.

The foreign teacher's younger brother disguised himself as an American steel expert and spoke a few words of English in the advertisement.

Then sales went up, and we even got orders from other provinces.

"Yeah, you have to admit it."

Chen Yinghao smiled wryly, "Okay, I'm going to visit and learn from steel mills in Scotland next month. Is Scotland okay?"

“Okay!” Wang Peng wrote a note and handed it to him, saying, “Uncle Chen, my company and brand will be called Insbon.”

Chen Yinghao rolled his eyes. "Why not call James Bond? You watch 007 movies too?"

“Yes, I watch 007 too.” Wang Peng nodded.

The father and son smiled at each other, talked for a few more minutes, and then Wang Peng said goodbye and left.

After arriving downstairs, I drove to the provincial university.

"Brother, do you really want to run a condom manufacturing plant?"

Li Mingzhu asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I need to plan for the future," Wang Peng said, starting to show off.

“But…” Li Mingzhu scratched her head.

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