Ever since Rong Zhaonan's accident, she couldn't stop thinking about him...
Did this happen in his past life when Cha Meiling was by his side?
If her involvement in his life changed his trajectory... what should she do?
If I don't interfere in his life, will he be able to live a good life? Will he still be that powerful and influential figure on TV?
Instead of disappearing into the cold sea without leaving her a single word...
These thoughts weighed on her chest like a heavy stone, making it hard for her to breathe.
Ning Yuan blinked hard, forcing back the uncontrollable tears welling up in her eyes!
She couldn't even tell anyone about these struggles and pains.
What else can be said about her being reborn, other than making people think she went crazy because of Anan's disappearance?
She raised her hand and gently stroked her bulging belly, giving a self-deprecating smile.
No wonder that every time she tries to take a step forward, fate throws trouble at her, as if it wants to erase her, this outcast in the timeline, from the sky.
The night was deep, and the dazzling neon lights reflected in her eyes, but they could not illuminate the gloom in her heart.
...
Chu Hongyu, unaware of Ning Yuan's thoughts, looked at the documents and couldn't help but wonder: "Since we don't plan to invest in mainland real estate at this stage, why are we still cooperating with Young Master Li to develop the Shenzhen International Commercial Building?"
Ning Yuan snapped out of her daze, a faint smile playing on her lips: "The business world is like a battlefield; deception and trickery are the keys to success."
"Firstly, since Young Master Li gave me face at the auction and bought so many things, I have to return the favor."
"Secondly, Shenzhen has huge development potential. I need a project to build good relationships there and make things easier in the future."
That international commercial building is profitable; she's just responsible for contracting projects.
Ning Yuan paused for a moment: "Now, people in the mainland are waiting to be allocated housing and don't want to buy commercial housing. So they will spend their money on consumption, and electronic products and clothes will definitely sell well."
Chu Hongyu nodded thoughtfully: "So that's why you want to buy Rongguang Electronics Factory? But I think clothing is more of a necessity than electronics, and in many products, we can't compete with foreign companies in terms of technology."
After arriving in Hong Kong, she was truly amazed. The level of financial and economic development in Hong Kong far surpasses that of the mainland by dozens of times.
Radio recorders are readily available in Hong Kong, but in mainland China they are still considered high-end products, like the "three turns and one sound" (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument, a radio, and a sewing machine). Not to mention televisions, which are only sold in big cities.
Ning Yuan nodded and said calmly, "Yes, we will definitely make clothes because they are very profitable. But I will also make electronic products, but I don't plan to create my own brand within the next ten years—I plan to become an electronics OEM manufacturer."
Although Rongguang Electronics Factory is currently in a mess, it has the latest Japanese imported equipment, and the workers all have basic skills and can be put to work with a little training.
The key is that the price is cheap, so she can buy them at a low price and renovate them.
Ning Yuan chuckled lightly: "Sister Hongyu, you're right. If we can't beat the foreigners' skills, then we'll join them!"
For the next twenty years, China's technology in radios, tape recorders, and even many other electronic products couldn't keep up with foreign technology, but that didn't matter.
Chu Hongyu looked bewildered: "Join? How do I join... what you mean by contract manufacturing?"
Although she learned a lot from the Hong Kong government, this was the first time she had ever heard the term "contract manufacturing".
Ning Yuan gave a slight smile: "OEM—that is, we help foreign manufacturers produce products and sell them under their brands. They provide the technology and machines, and we provide the manpower and facilities, earning a meager living."
"Huh? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?" Chu Hongyu pursed her red lips, feeling that this business deal didn't sound worthwhile.
"What losses?" Ning Yuan narrowed her big eyes: "Why would manufacturers in developed countries choose us for OEM manufacturing? Isn't it because they value our cheap labor and low taxes?!"
She tapped the documents on the table lightly: "Although the profit margin for OEM manufacturing is low, only about three percent, if we can do it to the extreme, we'll have more orders than we can handle worldwide. It's about small profits but quick turnover, and..."
Ning Yuan paused, a cold glint in her eyes: "Just like you said—stealing technology. I'm not only going to steal technology, I'm also going to steal management systems and talent development methods!"
In this dog-eat-dog world, if someone uses technology to bully and harm others, then don't blame others for stealing technology!
Chu Hongyu was stunned: "So this is why you plan to acquire Rongguang Electronics Factory? To steal technology for the future..."
Stealing foreigners' technology sounds a bit unethical... but coming from Ning Yuan's mouth, it seems perfectly reasonable.
"How much...how much do you plan to invest?" Chu Hongyu pondered for a moment before asking the crucial question directly.
"Eight million," Ning Yuan said casually, as if she were talking about five dollars instead of eight million.
Chu Hongyu gasped, almost choking on her own saliva: "Eight...eight million?! Xiao Ning, that's no small sum! Moreover, it's a project with a large investment and slow returns! It's far less profitable than selling clothes or real estate!"
She frowned, feeling that Ning Yuan's investment this time was too risky.
Having studied finance and industry knowledge at Ning's company, she has become adept at recognizing the return on investment in certain sectors.
"We need to have a long-term vision." Ning Yuan's tone was calm but carried an undeniable firmness.
Ning Yuan said, "It's easy to make quick money now, but what about in the future? The garment industry has too low a technical threshold, and the future profit margin will be very low."
Chu Hongyu was stunned: "What... Where is the threshold for garment manufacturing technology low? There are clearly many printing and dyeing textile technologies and advanced machines that we don't have. State-owned textile factories in Shanghai rely on this to earn foreign exchange."
Ning Yuan didn't argue with her, but crossed her arms and looked at the neon lights of Mong Kok, her eyes flashing with a dark light: "Yes, that's why I said I will still sell clothes... but I am very optimistic about the electronics industry."
Hongyu is, after all, a person who lived in the 1980s.
In an era where clothes are new for three years, old for three years, and patched up for another three years, food, clothing, shelter, and transportation are the basic needs of human beings.
It's normal not to understand that the garment industry is far less important than the electronics industry.
After all, every era has its own pain points that need to be addressed.
But she came from the future… and having learned so much in this life, she knew very well—
"Only by getting involved in the electronics industry now can we have the opportunity to work in the semiconductor industry and master core technologies in the future."
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