He was certain that a food truck could become the breadwinner for the family.
These words were not actually spoken by Wang Shouren to Qin Huairu. Rather, Wang Shouren often reminded Qin Huairu that before doing anything, one should consider what the consequences might be.
Qin Huairu suggested that since she had never sold anything before, she should send someone out to sell eggs. She could then discuss any problems that arose while selling eggs. She also suggested finding a few resourceful individuals to write down potential problems so everyone could discuss them and avoid being caught off guard when issues arose.
Qin Huairu had a lot of exchanges with Dongfang Fuxing.
When it was time to leave, the group felt a little reluctant to part, and everyone shared the same thought: this trip had been worthwhile.
At night, I returned home.
Looking at the exhausted Dongfang Fuxing, Dongfang Xingxue asked, "How was it? How did the exchange go in Qinjiacun today?"
"It was quite fruitful..." Dongfang Fuxing recounted what he had seen and heard in Qinjiacun today.
This is a long-standing tradition of the Dongfang family. Every now and then, they conduct a review to see where there are any problems and to fill in any gaps.
"That's the best explanation of what the higher-ups are saying. Yes, we should not only focus on economic issues, but also on spiritual ones," Dongfang Xingxue remarked. "Wang Shouren is quite a remarkable young man."
"That's right."
"By the way, what are your plans next?"
"To be honest, I haven't thought it through yet," Dongfang Fuxing said directly. He understood Qin Family Village's intentions, but from his perspective, many decisions couldn't be made easily. The higher-ups were willing to make an exception for Wang Shouren and allow him to open a private enterprise, but that didn't mean they were willing to let those below follow suit.
Crossing the river by feeling for stones requires time and caution, not just enthusiasm.
He needs more time to study things he's unsure about and see what really happens.
"If you ask me, you should support Qinjiacun. Her so-called village cooperative is, in a sense, already a business. But it's still affiliated with the state, which is within our regulations."
Qin Huairu's move, or rather Wang Shouren's move, was undeniably brilliant.
His primary purpose in privatizing his own motorcycle factory wasn't to embezzle state assets, but rather to advance research and development and accumulate funds. In his plan, there was another major event in the future that he needed to participate in to close the gap. Of course, this was only within his conscious understanding.
The government is now divided into two factions: conservatives and reformers. Reformers currently have the upper hand, and Wang Shouren's actions are playing right into the hands of the conservatives. However, the conservatives can't do anything about him because he's the only one in the country capable of adding value through exports, and he's also attracted a lot of investment from Hong Kong. No one dares to say anything on this matter.
But Qin Family Village is different.
If Qin Family Village is considered a privately owned enterprise, then the conservatives will teach Qin Family Village a lesson in how to behave.
However, Qinjiacun is a village cooperative, and when Qinjiacun makes money, it actually distributes it among its members.
What can you say? Where else can you find a village that can provide jobs, pay taxes, and even build roads?
“Your original idea was to replicate it, but I already thought it was impossible before you even went there.” Dongfang Xingxue stroked his pale beard and lit a cigarette. “Wang Shouren was a man of great method. Looking back, many of his actions were quite remarkable. You don’t even know why he was able to firmly choose a path at that turning point. And that path was the right one.”
"When we were in the 'nursing home,' we were not only not harassed, but many of the older comrades' knowledge was also passed down. His plan has gradually become clear over time. However, I still don't understand the part about marrying two sisters."
“Father… don’t idolize people.” A few black lines appeared on Dongfang Fuxing’s face.
Right is right, and wrong is wrong; there are no excuses.
“Alright, but…” Dongfang Xingxue took another puff of his cigarette, his expression turning serious: “My suggestion is to fully support the construction of Qin Family Village.”
"What's the reason?"
"How many factories have been spurred by the motorcycle factory? Do you know how many orders the higher-ups estimate they'll receive this year? They've placed an order for 10,000 motorcycles in Hong Kong, totaling 5 or 6 million US dollars. I heard that guy isn't entirely satisfied yet. This is just the beginning of the cooperation. Their factory hasn't even been built yet. Once it stabilizes in the next couple of years, it's hard to say how much revenue it will bring to the higher-ups."
"I trust his judgment, and besides, Qin Family Village is under your control, isn't it? We rise and fall together."
Dongfang Fuxing remained silent for a moment, then lit a cigarette. Through the smoke, he couldn't see what was ahead or his father's expression; he was deep in thought. As the commander, every step required careful consideration.
While still immersed in their own mental world.
A roar startled him awake.
"Fine! Dongfang Fuxing! It's one thing for you to smoke, but you're making Dad smoke too! Didn't the doctor say that Dad isn't allowed to smoke?!"
Dongfang Fuxing hurriedly stubbed out his cigarette and looked at Dongfang Xingxue, who turned his head away, refusing to look at him, and then joined in the woman's complaint: "Miaomiao, you really have to do something about this brat. Tell me, tell me, he clearly knows I'm addicted to cigarettes, and good heavens, this time, we were chatting and he got a bit stressed, so he started smoking, and even shared one with me. Look at the mess he made."
Dongfang Fuxing was completely stunned, his pupils dilated.
Miao Miao's eyebrows furrowed: "The Rise of the East!"
"Wife, wife... let's talk this out, just now..."
"Yes, Miaomiao, don't blame him too much. He was under a lot of pressure just now. You know, things haven't been peaceful in Beijing lately. Men are always like that. How about this, give your dad some face and just let it go with a good scolding."
"No...wife...I..."
"What do you mean, 'you'?! You still have the nerve to say that? Come with me! And hand over the cigarettes you have..."
"I..." Dongfang Fuxing was completely numb. He dejectedly took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Miaomiao.
Miao Miao rolled her eyes at him: "Only five a day, no more! Behave yourself!"
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