Chapter 110 Wishing House 2
As soon as this idea came to mind, Chi Yizhen's thoughts were like a dandelion that had separated from its receptacle and drifted away with the wind in an instant.
He even thought of collaborating with relevant departments and developing cross-border infrastructure, building roads, signal towers, and schools, exporting a variety of industrial products, and then launching an industrial revolution in another world... It's easy to imagine how huge the market would be. By that time...
[The player laughed a little obscenely.]
Yugi suddenly spoke, waking Chi Yizhen from his daydream. He came to his senses and shook his head firmly, "I don't believe it. People say I'm handsome. How can a handsome guy have a vulgar smile?"
game:……
Chi Yizhen said confidently, "Haven't you heard? Money and fame are the best cosmetics for men! Although I used to be ordinary-looking, I'm very handsome now!"
Game: […I must remind players that their fantasies are unlikely to succeed.]
Chi Yizhen straightened his collar. "Just because it's unlikely doesn't mean it's impossible. If humans don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish?"
The other world is not a barren land without a ruler. On the contrary, the gods there are all-powerful and omnipotent. Chi Yizheng had not felt it before, but since he reached level 100, he has been able to vaguely sense that the evil god of that world has begun to investigate him.
The reason why they have not had any conflicts now is that the tree spirits, dwarf elves and red-eyed elves are all non-faithful races, or races that have not been pua by the evil god. The faith of the evil god has not spread to these races, so they have not noticed it until now. However, the hole in the world wall has expanded again. Now the monsters that can rush in are around level 20. Compared with level 10 monsters, monsters around level 20 already have a little intelligence. They can judge and lie dormant like animals, and are no longer in a confused state of rushing to fresh flesh and blood.
As for levels 30 and above, they are humanoid monsters. These monsters are very smart, can communicate, and are difficult to fight. They will also help the evil god collect information about the opponent.
The reason why those evil gods have not made any move yet is simply because the hole in the world barrier is still too small for them. Once the hole expands again and becomes big enough for those level 30 monsters to pass through, the Earth behind the fantasy park will no longer be able to hide.
Aren’t the 7 billion people on Earth just huge pieces of fat in the eyes of those evil gods?
Before that, he still needs to make adequate preparations.
"Selling some electrical appliances to the lower classes or exotic races is fine, but directly building infrastructure in another world to export culture is impossible for the time being. This is too blatant. The evil gods are very sensitive to this and will definitely intervene. With their brainwashing skills, they might even slander our Earth's industrial products as the devil's temptation. We must find a way to make them willingly accept this..."
What can we do?
***
On the other side, Zhao Xingguo, who had been waiting for a long time for a reply from Principal Chi, looked at the silent chat interface again and sighed deeply.
He walked around the fantasy park and saw smiling tourists everywhere, the queues and laughter at the entrance of Jasmine Town, and the old people strolling leisurely by the purple lake... For a moment, all the frustration and confusion of these years came to his mind.
He didn't know how he ended up in the City of Pranks, and was teased by those red-eyed elves. He was covered in leaves and had his face sprayed with water from the garden sprinklers. If other visitors hadn't been treated the same way, he would have thought that Director Chi was deliberately making trouble for him.
But think about it, Fantasy Park is thriving now, so why would they bother with him, a business owner on the verge of bankruptcy who has nothing to do with the park?
The most bleak part of life is bankruptcy in middle age. Lacking the drive and youthfulness of youth, yet unable to let go of past achievements, one finds oneself stuck in the middle, unable to rise or fall, unable to sacrifice pride to work for others. While still young, one is often questioned by younger people about the reasons for one's previous bankruptcy.
Whenever Zhao Xingguo thought of this scene, he felt his breathing quicken. He slowly walked forward holding the wall, trying to find a place to sit down and rest. He didn't pay attention to where he was walking. Seeing a door next to him, he thought it was a place to rest, so he pushed the door open and walked in. When he looked up, he was stunned.
It was pitch black here, and there was nothing but the stars flying around.
But this special effect is really beautiful!
Somehow, Zhao Xingguo felt much better. He closed the door, leaned against the wall, and slowly sat down, staring at the stars flying around in a daze.
"I used to think my persistence was right. I tried my best to produce the best products and personally supervised every step. I was also very kind to my employees. Other factories didn't buy social security for their employees, but I did for them all. Everyone said I was responsible and had a conscience. I also believed that as long as I operated with integrity and kept my feet on the ground, my business would always prosper. But why did I end up on the verge of bankruptcy..."
Maybe it's too dark here, only the dancing stars are shining.
Maybe it’s because there’s no one else here except him, it’s like a secret base.
Zhao Xingguo can say everything here that he cannot tell his wife, children or others.
"My products are so good, everyone praises them, but why are there people producing inferior products on the market, and I'm on the decline?"
"I don't understand! They all say the product quality is too good, so customers won't buy new ones. But customers will have children, they will have relatives and neighbors, and their children will buy new houses and appliances after they start their own families. Won't they recommend good products? My products are good, I don't believe they can't see it!"
"Even if they don't need new ones, with so many families in China, how many can my factory produce each year? Word of mouth has spread, and there should be a lot of new users! But the number of buyers is getting smaller and smaller. I sold my villa and car, and even my savings of many years. I develop new products and run my business conscientiously, but why can't I even pay salaries..."
The more Zhao Xingguo spoke, the more he felt the world was unfair. His voice choked, and his fists clenched. He thought of how many people had envied him when he was at the peak of his career. If he had really fallen to the point of working for others at such an old age and being ridiculed, he might as well have just died!
At this moment, a mechanical sound suddenly sounded, startling Zhao Xingguo.
Dear visitors, this is the Wishing House. You can pull down a star to help others realize a wish, or you can hang up a star to make a wish for yourself.
Only then did Zhao Xingguo realize that this small house was also one of the attractions in the fantasy park.
He shouted twice, and when he found that there was indeed no one else here, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that it was fortunate that no one could hear what he had just said, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
However, once he was interrupted by the mechanical sound, his self-destructive thoughts disappeared, and he became interested in the stars hovering in the sky.
He stood up and tapped a hovering star, which immediately floated down and landed in his hand, heavy, and a young girl's voice rang out.
"My parents don't agree with my marriage to my boyfriend. My boyfriend said that if I get pregnant first, my parents will agree. I feel weird about this, but I don't want to disappoint him. What should I do? I'd appreciate some kind and objective advice."
Zhao Xingguo frowned when he heard this. He was a very traditional man and couldn't stand young people talking about not cherishing themselves. But he had raised children himself and knew that some young people liked to go against their elders when their tempers flared up, so he said, "Isn't it simple? Just pretend to be pregnant and see how your parents react. If your parents react strongly, just say you lied to them. It's best not to really get pregnant. After all, giving the betrothal gifts, choosing the date, organizing the wedding and booking the banquet are all very complicated. You young people don't have experience, but I'm different. I've been through it all, and plans can't keep up with changes. If you delay it for two or three months, your belly will get bigger, and your face will get fatter because of the pregnancy, and the wedding photos won't look good."
He also emphasized, "Uncle, I don't know you. I'm very objective. Men understand men best. If you attend a wedding with a big belly, your boyfriend will feel embarrassed."
Humans are such strange creatures. Zhao Xingguo, previously dejected by career setbacks, now finds solace in mentoring young people. At least I have a wealth of experience and a knack for judging people. These decades of hard work haven't been in vain!
As soon as he finished speaking, the weight of the star in his palm became noticeably lighter, and it slowly floated up again, spinning and flying like the other stars.
This is too amazing. Zhao Xingguo really can't figure out how this was done.
He tapped a few more hovering stars, solving any problems he could. For those he couldn't help with, he simply released them. In the end, for some reason, even he couldn't resist hanging a star and making a wish. "At my age, I don't have any grand ambitions anymore. I just hope my factory can be revived. I don't want to become famous, but as long as it's profitable and I can pay my workers, I'll be satisfied."
After all, they were all old employees who had been with him for many years and had families to support. Zhao Xingguo sighed inwardly.
He hung up the star, turned and walked out of the wishing hut.
He had only taken a few steps when his phone vibrated. Thinking it was his family urging him to go home for dinner, Zhao Xingguo picked it up and saw his pupils dizzy.
Director Chi: Is Mr. Zhao here? I'm quite interested in your products. Would you mind setting up a time to chat?
Zhao Xingguo immediately typed a reply, his fingers trembling a little: It’s convenient, it’s convenient, I’m free anytime, I’m in your paradise now!
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