Chapter 76 Opening Up the Sales Market: Spending Money Makes People Happy

Wang Xiao is an open and honest man. That's right, we have already settled down in Xiaozhou.

She said excitedly, "Secretary Cao, do we have any small-scale Third Front factories like this in Jiangdong? Oh my, I really didn't expect them to be so well preserved. All the supporting buildings are complete."

Mayor Sun said he would take us over to see it, and when we arrived, we found that the machines were set up and ready to start production. I had no idea when they had set it up.

Mayor Sun said he had already prepared the factory building and wanted to see what use it could be, so he brought me here.

Deputy Secretary Cao remained silent, only her mouth kept babbling on and on, and after a long while she finally blurted out, "The factory matter has been settled?"

Wang Xiao, not wanting to deceive anyone, told the truth: "We're already recruiting, and a Japanese expert is personally conducting interviews. He's a staunch supporter of Chairman Mao, so he really likes Xiaozhou because it bears the traces of Chairman Mao."

Deputy Secretary Cao retorted, "Does Jiangdong have no trace of Chairman Mao? Didn't he come to inspect it?"

Wang Xiao was very honest; she really didn't know.

But Deputy Secretary Cao didn't have the energy to delve into such trivial details. As a provincial leader, how could she not understand that the claim that Japanese experts preferred Xiaozhou was just a pretext?

Wang Xiao spoke frankly: "I think Mayor Sun's words make a lot of sense. Jiangdong is my home after all, and I know people all over there. Although I don't think there's anything wrong with doing this, it seems that people aren't very accepting of it. So let's just forget about it, so as not to put my parents in a difficult position later."

She skipped over that topic and moved on to the next one, "By the way, Secretary Cao, there's something else I'd like to ask for your help with. My business partner, Mr. Ivanov, has contracted 150 hectares of land in Russia, and he's looking for people to farm it. He'll pay them 100 yuan a month, with bonuses on top of that."

It wasn't that she didn't care about Ivanov's farm, but rather that Russia's frost-free period was simply too short, allowing for only one crop to be planted per year at most.

In some areas, planting can only begin in late April or May, and in more extreme cases, seeds cannot be sown until June.

It's not too late for her to start looking for people now.

"It's best if you can drive a tractor, but it's okay if you can't. You can learn there. Russia has a high level of mechanization, and it's all large-scale farming."

Deputy Secretary Cao paused for a moment before asking, "How many people do you need?"

“Let’s start with a few dozen,” Wang Xiao said honestly. “Actually, I don’t know either. I’ve never even worked in the fields. But we might need more people later. Ivanov is planning to contract more land.”

She emphasized, "Don't worry about the cold weather there. You can come back after harvesting the crops in just a few months."

Finding dozens of farmers to cultivate the land was a piece of cake for Deputy Secretary Cao. This could be considered labor export.

Having said that, it's clear that the previous topic has come to an end.

Deputy Secretary Cao was naturally unwilling. She didn't know that there was a pink plane at Xiaozhou Airport, but just by looking at how Wang Xiao directly moved a factory from Japan to China, she knew that the sex toy company had invested a lot of money in it.

Large investments lead to large scale, and the sales market is overseas, earning foreign exchange.

Is foreign exchange important? Of course it is.

If the Soviet Union had sufficient foreign exchange reserves, would it have ended up in such a sorry state? One by one, the constituent republics are scrambling to declare independence.

Suppressing his resentment, Deputy Secretary Cao took the initiative to invite him: "When are you going back to Jiangdong? Let's have a meal together. By the way, have you decided how to develop that piece of land?"

Wang Xiao immediately poured out his grievances: "Oh, Secretary, please stop talking. I submitted a design draft, and it was immediately rejected by our partner. He's even planning to come and see it in person, and he's found a famous European architect to redesign it. I estimate it won't be until after spring that we'll hear anything."

Deputy Secretary Cao urged again, "Then you'd better work hard. We're all waiting to see skyscrapers rise from the ground up."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Deputy Secretary Cao invited her to have dinner together when she returned to Jiangdong after finishing her work at the factory.

She also joked, "The chefs at our provincial government canteen are quite skilled; their hot pot chicken is just as good as the ones at the provincial TV station."

This clearly indicates that Director Zhang of the provincial television station's television department has returned from Slovakia and received a warm reception from provincial leaders.

Otherwise, Deputy Secretary Cao would not have known the story behind the hot pot chicken.

Wang Xiao readily agreed: "Yes, yes, I have to go back early. They're back, and they still owe me a hot pot chicken meal."

After hanging up the phone, Deputy Secretary Cao asked his secretary, "What exactly happened?"

Wang Xiao hadn't shied away from talking about building a factory in front of her before. Her subordinate had even rented the factory for five years. Unless there was a special reason, she wouldn't have moved the factory away so quickly.

The secretary's face was full of unspeakable emotions: "The Xiaohe Road Police Station wanted a fine of 10,000 yuan, but the clothing factory eventually reduced it to 5,000 yuan, and the clothing factory paid the money."

He also felt that the matter had become an ugly mess. After all, the provincial leaders had personally intervened, but they still tried to take advantage of the situation. He didn't know whose face they were slapping.

Actually, there's nothing surprising about this. It's no exaggeration to say that it's the same all over the country, just to varying degrees.

The problem of government orders not leaving Zhongnanhai (the central government compound) has always existed, let alone at the local level.

But the problem is that, as Xiaozhou's deputy mayor Sun had developed a real nose, he actually caught a whiff of something and went straight for it, managing to trick the person away.

It has to be said that Wang Xiao is still young. Young girls are often impetuous and can't stand the slightest displeasure; if she's even slightly unhappy, she'll immediately walk away.

Deputy Secretary Cao grew increasingly angry as he listened: "I wish we all had dog noses, so we could all smell money!"

Look at what they did! Quick and efficient, right? They arranged everything—factory setup and translation—in just one day.

Look at us, they come to our door with a suitcase full of cash, and we still manage to kick them out!

If things continue like this, what's the point of attracting investment?

The investment promotion conference for the Jinning Grand Hotel was held in Jiangdong, and she was the one who spearheaded it.

As a result, now the number of people coming from Jiangbei to attract investment is no less than ours.

We initially had the advantage, but step by step, we managed to turn things into this! What incredible skill!

Even if the money is handed to us, we won't arrest it!

In fact, thirty years from now, I doubt any local government would get so angry over someone like this.

However, in 1991, China's per capita GDP was only $333, ranking 158th in the world, a situation no better than that of Africa.

Jinning City, the capital of Jiangdong Province, has an annual GDP of less than 20 billion yuan.

Moreover, an important characteristic of economic development in this era is the "capable person economy," where one person can drive the development of a region or even an industry.

Of course, the essence of this matter is that capable people have seized the opportunities of the times. After all, it is impossible for anyone on this earth to earn money outside the scope of their own knowledge and the opportunities of the times.

But the problem is that the benefits of the times are actually presented equally to everyone, but how many people can actually benefit from them?

The poor secretary could only stand trembling on the sidelines, waiting for her boss to finish his tirade sometime later.

Thankfully, they are still unaware that the culprit, Wang Xiao, is about to throw money around again; otherwise, the leader's anger would certainly be even greater.

She took a liking to the 300-acre factory area and wanted to buy it directly.

First of all, the factory is large enough. If she wants to expand production in the future, there are ready-made factory buildings available.

Even assuming rapid expansion and insufficient existing factory buildings, supporting facilities such as hospitals, schools, and kindergartens can be directly converted into factory buildings.

A house needs people to live in it, otherwise even the best house will be ruined.

Secondly, she is optimistic about the development prospects of this area.

Urbanization is a major trend in national development. This place is only two and a half hours from downtown Xiaozhou, and there is significant potential for future land value appreciation.

Moreover, this distance is very conducive to creating the concept of a sex culture industry zone and expanding the factory's influence.

Sex is inherently mysterious and alluring. Fists and pillows are a timeless box office draw for commercial films.

The factory area covers 300 acres, giving her plenty of room to make the most of it.

Vice Mayor Sun was more than happy to oblige.

Her willingness to buy the factory means she won't easily move again; it signifies her intention to stay and work diligently here.

As for how much to sell it for, a token amount is about right.

If the factory isn't sold to her, it will likely remain abandoned forever.

There are far too many abandoned third-tier factories in the mountains across the country, like abandoned little kingdoms. First, weeds grow, then trees grow and break through the roofs, and the factories are ruined.

Besides, this isn't in the city center, so land here wouldn't fetch a good price. Right now, nobody really understands the concept of land revenue.

Furthermore, Wang Xiao did not hide the fact that he had called Deputy Secretary Cao of Jiangdong from Deputy Mayor Sun.

Having just successfully raided her home, his biggest fear was that she would be taken away by someone else.

Young people are prone to impulsiveness and acting on a whim. What if Jiangdong offers even better terms, and she gets carried away and leaves?

"I'll report this to my supervisor. I estimate it'll be around three to five million at most. I'll get back to you after the meeting."

Vice Mayor Sun reassured her, "I've already reported on the production license issue you mentioned. Our Jiangbei Provincial Drug Administration will do its utmost to oversee this matter and ensure you don't work without a license."

But the leaders still made boastful claims, saying that no matter how fast they applied for the production license, it couldn't keep up with the orders coming in.

The next morning, just as the male workers finished setting up the machines and the female workers finished applying maintenance oil to the sewing machines, Wang Xiao received an excited call from Xiang Dong: "We have an order! Sister Fang has placed another order."

They were well worth the high price of 2.5 yuan per piece.

The customer received the goods and immediately decided to place an additional order.

If they hadn't previously placed high-priced orders with three garment factories, they wouldn't be able to deliver the goods anytime soon.

After all, it's almost December, which is the peak season for garment factories. In profitable factories, the sewing machines are practically smoking from being used.

Less than twenty minutes after that call, before Wang Xiao had even finished his breakfast, the phone rang again.

This time, it was Sister Fang who called her; she placed the order directly via international long-distance call.

"I want all the samples you brought." Fang Jie was clearly in a good mood. "Oh my, Mr. Wang, how many more secret weapons do you have up your sleeve?"

Wang Xiao laughed and said, "I've moved all my factories from Japan to China. How many do you want? I also have inflatable dolls here. Japan's technology in making these is second to none in the world."

Fangjie is good at selling clothes; she's a seasoned professional in the industry.

So once she received the 40,000 pieces of those five styles of sexy lingerie, she quickly shipped them out. After attracting another customer, she had the courage to place an additional order for another 40,000 pieces.

Moreover, she also liked the remaining seven lingerie samples that Wang Xiao had given her as gifts, and decided to order 10,000 pieces of one of them first.

However, sex toys were a bit beyond her business scope, so she was cautious. She started by taking 1,000 pieces of each of the four types of toys—three male and one female—to test the waters.

Wang Xiao readily agreed: "No problem. We now have a large factory area of ​​300 acres, with a full set of imported Japanese equipment and a team from a Japanese factory. You can order whenever you want."

Fangjie laughed: "Then you'll have to give me priority in supplying goods from now on. I'll fax you the contract later."

Wang Xiao finished the remaining soy milk in his cup, made two more phone calls, and then returned to the factory to call people to work.

It was only a little past eight o'clock, and everyone was gathered together, chatting and laughing, curiously wandering around. When things got lively, they even chased and played around.

Wang Xiao clapped his hands and called to the female workers, "Alright, everyone get ready. Once the materials arrive, we'll officially start work today."

The female workers quickly stopped chatting and laughing and headed towards the workshop that had just been cleaned up.

It's a bit sad to say, but although this arsenal has been in the area for twenty years, very few villagers have actually been inside, so they are full of curiosity about it.

Originally, everyone planned to take a good look around the factory before work started.

Anyway, even if they go to work today, they'll still get their monthly salary of 100 yuan.

But I didn't expect the boss to be so capable; he managed to get all the orders in just one night.

"A master will come over soon to teach you how to do it. Everyone should study hard. It's very simple, there's no way you can't learn it, but you must be careful and do it well."

Wang Xiao promised everyone a bright future, saying, "To be honest, sisters, the batch of goods we're making today is for export to Europe. If you do well in the future, the factory will arrange a trip to Europe for you all."

The female workers present were stunned, unable to believe their ears.

In fact, many places are doing this kind of thing, which involves generating foreign exchange through exports.

Although there aren't many factories here, they've heard of Japanese people from other places coming to garment factories to place orders, but they've never heard of any tourism.

The factory is organizing a trip for everyone, and it's going abroad!

Just thinking about it makes me dizzy.

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "It's nothing. We've already visited several factories in other places. If you do a good job, the factory will definitely reward you. Otherwise, it's the same whether you do a good job or a bad job, isn't it?"

Everyone rushed to speak, eagerly declaring, "Don't worry, boss, we'll definitely do our best and won't let our country down."

Hey! Other factories make clothes for the Japanese, but we go all the way to Europe, which is much farther and more impressive!

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Wang Xiao reminded them, "There's something I need to say. Everyone says we can't let the country down, so we can't lose face either. We don't want to suffer in vain and become a laughing stock."

The female workers looked at each other, some secretly avoiding eye contact.

Wang Xiao didn't stare at them intently. Instead, she asked, "Let me ask you, who wants to marry into the mountains? And ask your brothers and sons, who would be willing to marry a girl from the mountains? To put it another way, back when the arsenal was here, who in your village married a regular worker at the factory and got a government-subsidized food ration?"

No, not a single one.

If someone who receives government-subsidized grain rations marries a farmer, they are considered a "half-household" (meaning they are registered as farmers), and their children will also be considered farmers; they will not gain any urban residency status.

Wang Xiao calmly said, "Japan is very developed, and wages are high. But when it comes to marriage, no one wants their partner to be a burden, and no family wants to marry into a poor family. So, I hope we both understand these things."

It's often said that marriage is a woman's second chance at life, so it's quite normal to hope for a turnaround through marriage.

But in this life, you are your own greatest source of confidence. You may not be able to reach those who are high up in the world, and even if you do, life may not be easy.

It's better to know your place from the beginning, so you don't make things awkward later.

Wang Xiao clapped his hands again to encourage everyone: "Alright, let's work hard once the raw materials and the foreman arrive. It's almost December, so let's work hard and try to have a prosperous year. When we make money, the factory will buy all the pigs in your village and give them to you as year-end bonuses."

Wow! That's a really big deal.

In rural areas without factories, it's difficult for farmers to find odd jobs nearby. Besides farming, raising pigs, chickens, ducks, and geese is the biggest source of income for their families, with pigs being the most important.

Everyone immediately cheered, even the girl and her mother, who had previously felt their thoughts had been exposed, were happy.

After giving the older and younger female workers a pep talk, Wang Xiao went to the male workers and told them that an order had arrived.

Yamada Ichiro was very surprised: "So fast? Our inventory is already sold out?"

It shouldn't be that bad.

The passing of the president of Love Power is no secret in the industry.

Existing clients may not immediately terminate cooperation out of sympathy or because they feel embarrassed, but they are absolutely unlikely to place additional orders.

Factory relocation inherently increases uncertainty.

No shrewd businessman would increase his business risk for no reason.

The essence of capitalists is to obtain greater surplus value.

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "No, this batch of goods is from a new sales channel I found."

She glanced at the Japanese workers and said, “You have all come all the way from Tokyo, enduring the pain of separation from your families and friends, all to help the factory operate smoothly. Therefore, the factory cannot afford to let you suffer economic losses. So we are working hard to expand our sales markets to make up for the losses in our existing sales channels. Please help us get the factory back on track as soon as possible.”

The other party said a few polite words.

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "There's something I'd like to remind you of. The national conditions and laws of our two countries are different. In China, we have the crime of hooliganism. If you're not careful in your relationships with men, you could be charged with vagrancy, which could result in imprisonment or even execution. I hope that in the future, we won't cause any trouble because of misunderstandings."

She disbelieved in the chastity of all men.

How many illegitimate children did American soldiers leave behind in Vietnam and Japan?

There have been numerous stories of Chinese aid workers in Africa leaving behind romantic entanglements, with the children later coming to China to find their fathers, which have frequently made headlines.

As for Japan, sigh, what illusions are you having? Even the Japanese themselves wouldn't dare to boast, so why rush to pat them on the back?

Just tell them to behave and not cause trouble on her turf.

We didn't keep them from using their own products; they can put them to good use now.

I just had the chance to test it myself, and it actually helps improve product quality.

On behalf of everyone, Yamada Ichiro stated that they would definitely abide by the law and not cause trouble for themselves or the factory.

Wang Xiao bowed to them and said, "Then I'll leave it to you all. The materials are on their way, and we'll start work as soon as they arrive."

As the saying goes, even a skilled cook can't cook without rice; whether you're making small appliances or sewing clothes, you need raw materials.

Wang Xiao sourced the latter directly from factories in and around Xiaozhou. Since it was just starting out, the styles were limited, and the required fabrics and other materials were simple.

As for the materials needed for small appliances, she followed the principle of keeping the profits within the family and sourced them directly from large factories and their affiliated factories in Jiangdong.

Firstly, the materials used in small household appliances are different from those used in fabrics.

Whether a fabric is good or not can be determined by looking at it and touching it.

Small household appliances are quite a complex field. Whether it's PVC used for vibrators and masturbators, ABS used for vibrating eggs, toy handles, and remote controls, or borosilicate glass, these are all areas that Wang Xiao is unfamiliar with.

When faced with this kind of situation, Wang Xiao's solution is very simple and straightforward: find a trustworthy supplier.

The brand of this major manufacturer speaks for itself; they're not just in it for the quick profits. So their quality control has always been excellent, and the product quality is guaranteed.

Secondly, Wang Xiao was also trying to boost the performance of her parents, Deputy Factory Director Wang Tiejun and Vice Chairman Chen Yanqiu (whose "vice" would be removed after the New Year).

Orders.

Yes, the quantity is small now. But it will increase in the future.

Besides, she's the kind of person who shares the soup with the big factory even when she has a bite of meat to eat; that's what makes her a true member of the family.

With the materials in place and the production line up and running, Wang Xiao was still not satisfied.

Leaving aside lingerie, its changes mainly stem from its style; the materials haven't changed much from what they are thirty years from now.

But sex toys are different; they're developing too fast, and Wang Xiao wants to seize the opportunity.

Firstly, regarding materials, the mainstream materials thirty years from now have long since evolved to medical-grade TPE materials, silicone, and platinum-cured silicone. Features such as 37-degree constant body temperature and sound generation by human touch have already been achieved.

Secondly, the product range is too monotonous, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

For example, in the case of female toys, due to the influence of traditional culture, many customers and potential customers are obsessed with hymens and refuse vaginal orgasms.

To penetrate this market, sucking toys need to be innovative and enterprising.

Honestly, many women actually prefer foreplay to actual sex.

In order to achieve this goal, Wang Xiao not only had to discuss it with Yamada Ichiro, but she also had to return to Jiangdong.

It's better to do what you know than what you don't. When it comes to materials, you should definitely contact the Jiangdong Chemical Research Institute.

Stop focusing solely on research and development.

The problem can't be solved by just a few of you working hard as international middlemen. The key to the development of civilian chemical products lies in market application.

Let's take action now; a bright future awaits you scientists.

Wang Xiao ran back to Jiangdong, displaying the same spirit as Yu the Great who passed by his home without entering while taming the floods, and went straight to the Chemical Research Institute.

The goal is clear: Sister Miao.

Of course, in order not to provoke her sister, Wang Xiao did not immediately use her big move, but instead adopted a more tactful approach: "We need a new type of simulated human body material that is infinitely close to the real human body."

Sister Miao looked bewildered: "What do you need this for?"

Wang Xiao, with an air of seriousness, blatantly lied: "To make medical simulation humans."

In our country, we don't really feel the need for cadavers. Medical and forensic students use real corpses, and most of these cadavers, aside from a small number from donations, are death row inmates. So there are enough cadavers.

However, the internationally accepted principle is that death row inmates also have human rights, and no other person or organization has the right to dispose of their bodies without authorization. The families of death row inmates also hope that they can be cremated and buried like ordinary people.

Now that our country is carrying out reform and opening up, we are looking to international standards in all aspects, and the handling of the bodies of death row inmates will also follow this development path.

Meanwhile, due to the influence of traditional ideas, very few people are willing to donate their bodies.

The country needs to train a large number of medical professionals. If medical students do not understand the human body, they will not be able to grow up.

In this context, medical simulators that closely resemble real people would have a broad market application.

Therefore, we need new types of materials.

Honestly, she was truly thinking of Sister Miao and the others.

After all, once the materials are researched, it's easier for them to win awards for their papers on applying medical humanoids, but it's easier to get beaten up for using them to make sex toys, right?

Besides, she wasn't entirely talking nonsense.

When she was in college before she transmigrated into the book, her school's medical school used lifelike mannequins, and the legendary anatomy museum was only open to visitors.

Sister Miao was increasingly confused. She had never done this before, and she was a bit bewildered.

“Silicone.” Wang Xiao said seriously, “The kind of medical silicone used for breast augmentation, it feels almost like real skin. Professor Miao, I’m leaving this to you. If you can do this well, I’ll definitely source the raw materials for this from our chemical engineering institute in the future.”

As she spoke of this, she looked around.

Hmm, it seems like there aren't many people here. The lab is all deserted.

"Stop looking," Sister Miao sighed. "Everyone's focused on making money these days."

Ever since their trip to the Soviet Union, everyone at the research institute has gradually become more adventurous.

In this era, doing scientific research is genuinely a poor business, and finding ways to get funding is nothing to be ashamed of. If you have connections and manage to get money, others will even look at you with more respect.

However, some people receive subsidies for scientific research.

Some people, after doing it for a while, simply turn it into their main job.

Wang Xiao felt inexplicably guilty, and her eyes unconsciously darted away.

She had no right to agree with that; she was the first one to run off with the money.

So she cleverly changed the subject: "By the way, Ms. Miao, how are Professor Butlenov and Professor Li doing now? When I went to Moscow last time, I heard that food was being rationed and there were long queues outside the stores."

Professor Butlenov was the first university professor to bring Soviet university students to the east bank of the river last year; he came from Moscow State University.

Later, when Wang Xiao took his colleagues from the Chemical Engineering Institute to Moscow, they met briefly, and Miao Jie and the others naturally got to know each other.

Professor Li, needless to say, was an old student who studied abroad back then. When Sister Miao went to Moscow to work as a middleman, he helped her a lot.

Sister Miao sighed: "What can they do? Things are getting more expensive every day, and I think they're panicking too."

Wang Xiao urged again, "Why don't we ask them if they'd like to come to Jiangdong? At least they'll have enough to eat and wear."

Sister Miao found it laughable: "Why would they want to come? Even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. What kind of house do they live in in Moscow? A private apartment with 24-hour hot water, natural gas that you can use to start a fire, and a bathroom. Where would they stay here? In a laboratory?"

To be honest, she thought she might as well live in the lab; the lab is much more spacious than her home.

Wang Xiao touched her nose; she wasn't so saintly as to offer to help people solve their accommodation problems.

Housing is a major problem in cities across the country.

but--

It seems like I could consider making an investment.

Wang Xiao thought for a moment and then used the lab's phone: "Professor Miao, let me ask."

She asked Xiang Dong, "What's going on with that factory you rented?"

“I was just about to ask you about that,” Xiang Dong said, somewhat speechless. “They asked for a five-year lease, and I’ve already paid a year’s rent.”

Even if factory buildings are cheap now, they still cost at least ten thousand yuan.

"Oh, Wang Xiao thinks it's fine now: "That's perfect, I'll be useful now."

It's probably unrealistic to expect to get the rent back, so let's just let someone live there for now, since it's just sitting empty anyway.

Those two professors from Moscow are, after all, chemistry majors. Maybe with their help, they can get the materials she wants sooner.

Sister Miao was stunned, and stammered, "You...you mean to move into the factory building?"

Wang Xiao, afraid that she would find it unpleasant, quickly emphasized, "Actually, it's quite big and spacious. There are public toilets, and a bathroom is a ten-minute walk away. There's also a canteen if you want to cook your own meals. I was originally planning to arrange accommodation for the workers there."

How could Sister Miao possibly find it objectionable?

These days, housing is extremely scarce. Even now, in this freezing weather, there are people sleeping in the corridors of tenement buildings.

She even wanted to move in there.

"Then let's stay here." Wang Xiao didn't care at all and just let it go. "I'll pay you five thousand a month. As for how the work goes, Teacher Miao, you can arrange it yourself. As soon as possible."

Sister Miao immediately became serious.

For her, this meant accepting a mission.

"Don't worry, it definitely won't delay your business."

Wang Xiao naturally trusted her and gave her an envelope containing 10,000 yuan as start-up capital.

Actually, she didn't know how much it would cost to develop new materials; she'd just have to pay more later if necessary.

Anyway, for her, the project has been launched, and how to follow up afterward depends on how things develop.

Wang Xiao didn't eat a single meal at the Chemical Engineering Institute. It wasn't that she was being pretentious or looked down on the institute's canteen; she was just too busy.

When big shots have a meal, it's always to discuss business.

She left the chemical research institute and went straight to the Jinning Hotel, just in time for dinner, when it was bustling with activity.

Many people saw her and immediately came up to greet her, inviting her to sit down with them.

Wow, this meal is really good today! There's squirrel fish, dragon and phoenix stew, a hot pot of fresh seafood, and roasted duck rolls with watercress—

Oh, she really didn't notice, watercress is already on the market now?

We have to sit down and try it.

The person who greeted her smiled and asked the waiter to add more bowls and chopsticks: "Oh, Mr. Wang, it's been a long time! You've made a fortune now, why don't you take us with you?"

Wang Xiao hadn't been to the Jinning Grand Hotel for about half a year.

Since the International Trade City was built, her main base has been moved there, and she won't come over unless there's a specific reason.

Now she smiled broadly and said, "Don't joke around. I'm hoping to make a fortune by working with you bosses."

The laughter at the table grew louder, and the first Hong Kong businessman laughed and said, "You are too modest. In your words, excessive modesty is equal to arrogance."

Wang Xiao put down the soup spoon in his hand and smiled at the other party: "Mr. Zhou, I actually have a business opportunity, and I'd like to ask if you're interested?"

A manufacturer from the mainland nearby immediately chimed in with a smile, "What kind of business is it? Can you treat us to some meat soup?"

Wang Xiao shook his head with difficulty: "This really won't work. This can only be sold through foreign trade."

The manufacturers in mainland China could only smile wryly and say, "Whenever you have good business again, you must come to us."

Wang Xiao laughed: "There really is. Does your factory make small hardware?"

The manufacturer nodded, beaming with delight: "Yes, that's right."

"Alright, bring your factory's samples with you later and go to the trade city to find General Manager Xiang to see if we can match them."

What's the point of the supporting equipment? To sell it in Ukraine.

Although the Soviet Union has not yet dissolved, the Council for Mutual Economic Assistance (COMECON), which served as the economic link between Eastern Europe and the Soviet Union, has been dissolved, causing enormous trouble for all its member states.

For example, Ukraine has no domestic car or locomotive manufacturing bases. Whether it's subways, trolleybuses, or buses, they are basically all imported from Eastern European countries such as the Czech Republic, Poland, Hungary, and Romania, including spare parts.

When the Council for Mutual Economic Assistance (COMECON) existed, these items could be purchased through barter or directly settled in rubles.

Now that the Council for Mutual Economic Assistance (COMECON) has dissolved, international trade can only rely on foreign exchange. Unfortunately, everyone is desperately short of foreign exchange, their eyes practically green with envy for the US dollar.

As a result, Ukraine is currently facing a severe shortage of car and motorcycle spare parts.

There are relatively few international middlemen doing this, and Wang Xiao wants to see if he can make a move in this direction.

If you're lucky, it can be a way to make money.

Since we've brought up Ukraine, we should naturally discuss the situation in the Soviet Union.

Oh dear, I really don't understand. So many republics, and they're all busy trying to become independent.

I don't know what the Soviet government was thinking, they didn't even bother to do anything about it.

If things continue like this, they'll fall apart sooner or later.

To be honest, they shouldn't have made it a republic in the first place. If they had just made it into provinces, there wouldn't have been so much trouble.

After all, only those with great power can have many ideas.

The Hong Kong businessmen at the table weren't very interested in the topic and just listened from the sidelines.

He waited for Wang Xiao to finish his meal before discussing the so-called new business.

Obviously, it's not convenient for them to say it in public.

As expected, Wang Xiao put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, greeted people with a smile, and moved to a coffee shop with the Hong Kong businessman.

As she enjoyed her dessert with a small fork, she began promoting her product: "Authentic Japanese goods, complete with Japanese equipment, and the workers are brought in directly from Japanese factories. Genuinely made in Japan."

The Hong Kong businessmen were all taken aback, never expecting that the business she was talking about was sex toys.

This thing is certainly not unfamiliar in Hong Kong. It is not only commonly seen in erotic films, but also used in daily life.

He wasn't surprised that Wang Xiao, a young girl, would do this kind of business.

After all, in the business world, it's a joke to judge people by their age or gender.

Everyone is looking at each other's strength.

He was surprised that she had actually moved a Japanese factory to the mainland!

Labor costs in Japan are exorbitantly high; a day's work there is equivalent to a year's work for a worker in a rural township enterprise in mainland China.

He had only ever heard of Japan investing in factories on the mainland, never the other way around.

Oh no, she didn't invest in Japan; she built her factory in mainland China.

Is it a joint venture?

“I’m the only boss,” Wang Xiao emphasized. “I moved all the equipment and workers from Tokyo. It’s a pity the factory can’t be moved, otherwise I would have moved it too. Anyway, they only want to develop real estate.”

The Hong Kong businessman sighed, "Land prices in Tokyo are indeed too high."

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "So, Mr. Zhou, are you interested in becoming our Love Power agent in Hong Kong?"

She approached this Hong Kong businessman because she knew his family owned a shopping mall in Hong Kong. Since he was in the retail industry, he was qualified to be her agent.

Since her choices are limited, she'll pick whichever one she can get.

"Our goods are standard Japanese products. The price is at least 40% cheaper than importing from Japan. If you order in bulk, we can offer discounts of 30% to 50%."

Wang Xiao smiled and extended an invitation, "We have a 50-acre factory in Xiaozhou. If you are interested, you are welcome to visit."

After chatting with Mr. Zhou, Wang Xiaochong presented him with samples, nodded to him, and then took her fruit tea to find a Taiwanese businessman she knew.

That's right, this time she's going to open up the sales market in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Ever since she decided to bring the power of love to the country, she has had her sights set on the Jinning Grand Hotel.

The Hong Kong and Taiwan markets have considerable potential, and Japan's influence is now quite sufficient, at least in East Asia.

The most notable example was in the 1980s and 90s, when Hong Kong and Taiwanese singers covered a large number of Japanese songs. Japanese culture was also quite popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan. The Little Tigers, who became famous throughout Asia, were all trained by copying the Shonen Jump model.

Therefore, sex toys produced in Japanese factories naturally carry the aura of being high-end imported goods, which can attract people to become agents.

Even if you replace them with entirely mainland-made products, using the same processes and technologies, and importing the entire production line, they still won't be able to achieve the same level of competitiveness.

This is the power of branding.

Wang Xiao found two Taiwanese businessmen to act as agents, one in Taipei and one in Kaohsiung, and their selling point was the same: price advantage.

Labor costs in Japan are too high; given the fixed costs, prices can't be too low.

Wang Xiao offered half the price, which naturally tempted some people.

Everyone had arranged a time to visit the factory, and Wang Xiao finished another cup of fruit tea.

She checked the time and felt she could go home for a visit.

Otherwise, if Dr. Chen knew she had returned to Jinning and hadn't come home, he would probably have given her a good thrashing.

However, just as she had already stood up, greeted everyone, and was about to take a step, Manager Huang came over.

That young lady got promoted again; now Wang Xiao should call her "General Manager Huang."

Mr. Huang laughed and said, "You're just teasing me. You haven't come over in so long, you've been flying all over the world making money. Come, come, let me introduce you to a powerful woman, she's been looking for you for a long time."

Wang Xiao asked curiously, "What do you want with me?"

Actually, quite a few people contact her, mostly those who want to invest in her.

It's not that she doesn't want to do the kind of thing that involves finding potential stocks, but nowadays, the limitations of the times are too great, and there are too many scammers.

She might give them the money and then they might run away with it the next day.

Wang Xiao doesn't have the energy to deal with these things right now, so she's ignoring anyone who comes to her asking for investment.

Her own resort and Xiaozhou's commercial city are still under construction, and a large piece of land has not yet been developed. Each of them is a money pit.

Moreover, her trip to Xiaozhou inspired her and led her to an unexpected discovery of a treasure trove: a small third-tier factory.

The hinterlands of first- and second-tier cities are usually not too remote. If she digs around properly, she might be able to find a bunch of suitable factory buildings.

If this well-equipped factory is properly developed and utilized, its economic benefits will be considerable.

However, since they had brought it to President Huang's doorstep, Wang Xiao naturally had to give them face and even asked with a smile, "What kind of powerful woman is she? I'm really curious."

Mr. Huang smiled and said, "I think you'll be interested. Their work is exceptionally beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off it."

It was because it was so beautiful that she couldn't bear to refuse, which is why she agreed to act as a middleman.

She didn't really have much personal relationship with him.

What is it? Yun brocade.

What is Yunjin?

In 1991, most mainland Chinese would probably be confused by this name. But if you mention "Dream of the Red Chamber" and the Jiangning Textile Bureau, they would say, "Oh, oh, that's what it was, the one for the royal family."

Yun brocade is a genuine luxury item, known as "an inch of brocade is worth an inch of gold," with a meter of Yun brocade costing tens of thousands of yuan.

It was expensive not only because of the expensive materials it used (gold and silver threads, copper threads, as well as silk, spun silk, and bird and animal feathers), but more importantly because it was not machine-woven even thirty years later and had to be done by hand.

Can you believe it? Two skilled weavers can only weave five or six centimeters long after a whole day's work.

The labor costs alone determine that it can only be enjoyed by the nobility.

Unfortunately, the nobility had already been eliminated, even though the state had allocated funds to protect them. But any exquisite craftsmanship, without a consumer market, is destined to perish.

Sitting across the tea table, Ms. He smiled wryly: "We used to have some OEM business, but it's gone in the last two years. So I go to temples to find orders and do decorations for them. It takes a month to go to Tibet, and you have to take a tractor to get to the temple. Last time the tractor overturned, and I fell into a ditch and almost froze to death."

Wang Xiao nodded and asked directly, "So, what do you want me to do?"

"I've heard that you have a wide network of contacts, Mr. Wang. I wonder if you could introduce us to more temples? We currently have orders from temples."

Wang Xiao laughed: "Then you're really going to take the long way around."

She turned her head and gestured to Mr. Huang, "There are temples in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Southeast Asia, and they are very generous."

Mr. Huang was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "I really forgot about this."

She never even considered that these were also her resources.

Wang Xiao laughed again, then asked Ms. He, whose eyes were sparkling, "Besides temple decorations, what else can you make? Can you make Hanfu?"

Before she entered the book, she was able to earn money and also spend it; she once spent millions to customize a Yunjin Hanfu.

As a result, needless to say, she paid the deposit, saw the finished product, and wore it before she even had a chance to pick it up.

Now that a high-end custom-made garment has been delivered to her door, she certainly can't miss it. She has to get a set of Yunjin Hanfu to reward herself for her hard work over the past six months.

It's only a million; it's not like she can't afford it.

That's equivalent to fifty houses?

╯^╰, It's okay, as long as it looks good, I don't mind it being heavy on my body.

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