Zhang Cheng wasn't ignorant of those industries that required cutting-edge technology; rather, he was well aware of how complex and complex those industries were.
Without tens of millions in capital and a top-notch research team, rushing in will only make you cannon fodder for the times.
He's penniless now.
Even the initial investment of 100,000 yuan for the nightclub was barely enough to make it the number one in the county.
Lighting and sound equipment are ridiculously expensive these days.
"My head hurts!"
Zhang Cheng raised his hand and rubbed his temples hard.
Just then, Shi Yangyang walked in with a glass of water. Seeing his worried expression, her clear eyes were immediately filled with heartache.
"What's wrong? Is your wound hurting again?"
Zhang Cheng shook his head, took her soft hand, looked at his wife's untouched face, and a thought struck him. He asked half-jokingly, "Wife, what kind of factory do you think I should start now?"
He just asked casually, wanting to tease her.
Unexpectedly, Shi Yangyang actually lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and began to think seriously.
Zhang Cheng tilted his head and quietly looked at her.
It's so beautiful.
This is what it means to live a peaceful and tranquil life.
Noticing his burning gaze, Shi Yangyang's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and she whispered, "Why...why are you looking at me like that?"
"It's only natural for me to look after my own wife," Zhang Cheng retorted with a grin.
Shi Yangyang's face turned even redder. She lowered her head and said in a very soft voice, "Zhang Cheng, if you really want to start a factory, I think... you could do something related to reading and writing."
Running a factory, or reading and writing?
They are completely unrelated.
Seeing his confusion, Shi Yangyang secretly glanced at him and whispered, "Pencils, ballpoint pens, notebooks... these are all things students need. Life is getting better and better now, the country certainly won't let children go without education. Besides, wouldn't the government be more willing to help with factories like this?"
The moment the words left his mouth, a thunderbolt exploded in Zhang Cheng's mind!
yes!
How could he forget this!
Stationery industry!
He vaguely remembered that at that time, the ballpoint pen refill technology had not yet been mastered in China and had to be imported.
This is off-limits for now.
But pencils, notebooks, erasers... these have low technical barriers to entry, yet the market demand is like a ravenous beast waiting to be fed!
As Shi Yangyang said, supporting education-related industries is absolutely politically correct!
It's settled then!
Zhang Cheng laughed loudly, stretched out his long arm, pulled the startled Shi Yangyang into his arms, and kissed her hard on her smooth cheek!
"Wife, you're my lucky star! I'll do whatever you say, let's start a stationery factory!"
His eyes gleamed, and his voice was filled with an arrogant pride.
"I've already thought of a name for the factory: 'Yangcheng Stationery Factory.' You'll be the boss's wife!"
"I...I don't know how!" Shi Yangyang was both embarrassed and anxious, her pretty face turning so red it looked like it could bleed.
"If I don't know how, I can learn!" Zhang Cheng said confidently, then sighed, "However, this will have to wait a year or two."
He really has no money right now.
The remaining payments for the fifty shops in the department store in the second half of the year are another mountain weighing on my head.
...
Yangcheng Clothing Store, Funing County.
Li Yuanyuan, dressed in a white woolen coat, sat behind the counter, her fingertips lightly tracing the headline of the front page of the Funing County Daily.
—Notice on the complete abolition of the work point system.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed instantly, and a glint of light flashed in them.
"Abolishing the work point system at this critical juncture means that hundreds of thousands of rural laborers will be released instantly..."
"Funing has just been promoted to a prefecture-level city. It has an important reputation to maintain. It is absolutely impossible for these hundreds of thousands of people to become migrant workers and be sent to other places. That would be a slap in the face to ourselves."
Li Yuanyuan's red lips curved slightly as she murmured to herself.
"Therefore, there is only one answer."
“A super factory that can employ at least several thousand, or even tens of thousands of workers, is going to be located in Funing.”
What kind of factory is it?
She stood up, her slender figure drawing the unconscious gazes of customers in the store.
"Xiao Dong, you watch the shop, I'm going out for a bit."
"Okay, boss!"
Li Yuanyuan picked up her handbag, walked out of the clothing store, and her high heels clicked on the ground, playing a confident yet hurried melody.
She's going to the investment promotion office.
If you want to know where Funing's future lies, ask those who are riding the wave of opportunity; they know best.
Upon entering the investment promotion building, Li Yuanyuan's stunningly beautiful face is the most effective pass.
Upon hearing that she was looking for Director Qian, a young clerk practically tumbled up to the third floor to report it. His eagerness amused Li Yuanyuan.
Soon, the young man came running down, panting, his face flushed, and excitedly said that Director Qian invited him.
Li Yuanyuan thanked him with a smile, and the charm in that one glance almost made the young man faint with happiness on the spot.
Third floor, Director's office.
Li Yuanyuan, holding her handbag with her hands folded, looked with an air of elegance at the bald man behind the desk who was pretending to flip through documents.
"Director Qian, I apologize for disturbing you." Her smile was just right.
Director Qian raised his head, a hint of undisguised greed flashing in his eyes behind his glasses, which quickly turned into a warm smile.
"Oh my, it's Mr. Li! A rare guest indeed!"
He personally got up to pour tea, his beer belly protruding, and was overly enthusiastic: "Mr. Li, please sit down. Let's sit down and talk about it slowly."
"good."
Li Yuanyuan sat down on the sofa. Director Qian came over with a teacup and said with a smile, "Ms. Li is a very busy person. She doesn't come here unless she has something important to say. Tell me, what brings you here today?"
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