"10 meters of gold?! That must be worth 3,000..." Xu Weiwei was shocked.
At the beginning of the year, 3000 US dollars was roughly equivalent to 4500 in Chinese currency, but now it's worth 8400. The highest-paid person here is Professor Zhuge, who received 10,000 a month from Wang Shouren, but Professor Zhuge refused the money and kept it all at the research institute. The problem is, these are just the workers; their wages are generally between 100 and 200.
The unit is not yet in US dollars.
Based on a normal 8-hour workday, that's 80 US dollars a day, and 2400 US dollars in 30 days. Xu Weiwei calculated it to be 3000 US dollars because she added in other hidden costs of the factory. Her thinking is gradually shifting towards that of a factory manager.
“In a world where the average wage is only a few dozen yuan, everyone would be envious. Among their costs, labor costs are a huge expense. Our land is a piece of juicy meat to them. In the future, there will definitely be many joint venture factories appearing on our land.”
Cheap labor—only Wang Shouren knew just how attractive that was to those Americans.
"Then what should we do?" Xu Weiwei was also a little flustered. What if the other party really offered such a price?
"Don't worry, it's not time yet. In fact, foreign investment is a good thing. Economic take-off is only a matter of time. I'm just telling you about this so we can prepare for it. We should think about things beyond our own borders. By the way, how's your English?"
"Me? I'm alright..." Xu Weiwei nodded.
In fact, when she was her secretary, Wang Shouren had already told her to learn more foreign languages, especially English.
She took this to heart and spent every day studying English outside of work.
Therefore, her skill level is quite good.
“Okay, next year, I’ll probably go to the United States. You can come with me and go out and see the world.”
"Okay..." Xu Weiwei was still somewhat looking forward to the trip to the United States, after all, she had never been abroad in her life. Then, she worried a bit: "If that's the case, wouldn't it be a problem if foreign capital came in..."
She didn't continue, but after all, this is national policy. If foreign capital really causes problems, wouldn't it be the Chinese people who suffer?
Wang Shouren smiled and said, "In this kind of thing, there is no right or wrong. It just depends on our perspective."
In the game between nations, there is no such thing as right or wrong.
From the US perspective, I see that China's labor is cheap, so I want to enter the market. What will I do after entering? Naturally, I'll use your large workforce to increase my profits. And I'm thinking of using economic means to control this populous nation. Is it wrong? No, this is the consistent style of capitalism: fight if you can win, and if you can't, use other means to squeeze every last drop of blood out of them.
Do they have reasons? Yes, for example, statements like "I worked hard to help you develop, what's wrong with taking a little something from you?" are completely unassailable. Because many places developed gradually due to foreign investment. At the same time, many officials were promoted because of these achievements. This is a fact.
However, from Wang Shouren's perspective, he is a Chinese citizen, and he wants to take advantage of the benefits offered by the bald eagle. But the bald eagle is trying to control things by using capital and information asymmetry. No matter what, Wang Shouren will do his best to mess with it.
This is a game of strategy, and no matter how capable Wang Shouren was, he could only be a pawn. Since he was a pawn, he intended to be a powerful one.
"Also, regarding the money in our accounts, have you made any suggestions from above?" Wang Shouren ended the topic, not intending to delve any further. These things, in this era, are actually very difficult to foresee. Because, as things stand now, foreign investment is beneficial rather than harmful; any harm will appear gradually, not all at once.
"No, they just said, 'It's up to us. As long as we're willing to invest, anything is fine.'"
If we keep putting things off for a few more years, we really won't hear those kinds of things anymore.
Now, even in Beijing, there's a shortage of supplies everywhere. As far as the higher-ups are concerned, as long as you're willing to spend money, they don't care how you spend it.
"Then let's buy another piece of land and build an industrial park."
"We don't have that many people, do we?" Xu Weiwei frowned.
"Take advantage of the cheap land now, buy it and build it. If we don't use it all later, we can rent some out to factories outside. Foreign investment is coming, right? They'll have money in their hands, and they'll probably be able to settle down in our industrial park. Remember, follow my previous standards. Putting everything else aside, let's also fix the roads. Talk to the higher-ups, we'll pay half the road costs, and the higher-ups will pay the other half."
Logically speaking, if a powerful company were here, the first thing it would ensure is the road condition.
But given the current situation, the higher-ups are poor and there's not much they can do. They might as well suffer a loss; it'll help them gain a good reputation later. Besides, land and labor are cheap now. They have hundreds of millions in cash on hand, more than they can use. Repairing roads to prepare for the future isn't a bad idea.
"Then, shall I have the mayor come up here so you can talk?"
Wang Shouren: ...
Good grief, you left her hanging like that, and now you're here reporting to me? You've got some nerve! Xu Weiwei!
"Hurry up, it's only because Dongfang Fuxing isn't so petty. If it were any other time, he would have made you pay."
"What nonsense are you talking about? They're eating in the cafeteria on the second floor! I figured they'd just finished eating by now, which is why I came over to tell you this." Xu Weiwei suddenly remembered Qin Jingru's "slap" earlier, and her face flushed slightly again.
"Alright, alright, go ahead."
Dongfang Fuxing finally arrived, beaming with smiles, in a specially designated conference room. The two engaged in a lively, back-and-forth conversation. This money, sitting in Wang Shouren's account, was, in a sense, also sitting in the state's account. After all, 49% of the shares in this entity belonged to the state.
However, in terms of actual profit, Wang Shouren still made up the majority, and the higher-ups also made it clear that Wang Shouren would be in charge of adjusting the money.
They've already amassed a large amount of foreign exchange; as for what's inside, you'll have to figure that out yourselves.
That's why Dongfang Fuxing made a special trip to the motorcycle factory.
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