Chapter 171 It will cost a lot of money: Priority transfer
Wang Xiaoqi was puzzled: "Why doesn't it count?"
She counted on her fingers for Ivanov to see, "First, Wan got rich first. I opened factories and shops, and I hired employees. Aren't the employees who receive wages and bonuses richer than when they didn't have this job?"
Nonsense, that's only natural.
Why don't normal people go to work for a paycheck? Is it because they're so happy to thank their boss for giving them the opportunity to torment them, and are they working for a paycheck?
"Secondly, once employees join a company, become familiar with the processes, understand the market, and build connections, they can start their own businesses as long as they have enough start-up capital. Labor-intensive industries generally don't have high technical barriers. Look at those sweater towns, tourist shoe towns, and leather clothing towns—weren't they all built up this way?"
“NO!” Ivanov interrupted her. “What I mean is, do pioneers allow or encourage helping those who follow to reach their current level of wealth?”
Wang Xiao laughed: "Bringing someone along doesn't mean subjective help or support; it's an objective action. Wealth is also a relative concept. Compared to before they started working in factories or shops, haven't the employees gained more wealth? If so, then they've helped others become wealthy. Not to mention those who are brought into the industry later."
Ivanov had to emphasize again: "Your Majesty, I think you're using a fallacy. I mean, do you understand?"
Wang Xiao swallowed back his words of rebuttal and nodded, saying, "Alright, alright, I understand. You don't believe in, yet you expect, that the world is full of saints, their hearts filled with great love, dedicated to benefiting all. But is that necessary? A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions. Regardless of the initial thoughts or motives, as long as it objectively benefits everyone, that's OK."
The Soviet Union did arrange everything for its people back then, but did they appreciate it? We're all human beings; we all want to breathe freely and choose our own lives.
The Soviet Union was Ivanov's Achilles' heel, and he was speechless again.
The unfortunate Russian comrade angrily retorted, "You're just using a fallacy to confuse the issue."
"What are you stealing?" Wang Xiao said irritably. "To tell you the truth, I don't think the saint you're fantasizing about will ever appear, and even if he does, he won't have a good ending. Selfishness is the instinct of living beings to protect themselves and survive. Besides, any policy that improves people's living standards is a good policy."
Seeing Ivanov staring at him with those charming eyes, Wang Xiao, fearing he would get stubborn, immediately presented the facts and reasoned with him: "The theory of 'letting some get rich first to help others get rich later' has at least promoted the flow of social classes, which is an objective fact."
Prior to this, social classes were rigid. Government agencies, public institutions, and factories—the so-called "iron rice bowls"—were in fact the beneficiaries of the era.
These organizations are stagnant; new hires are generally children taking over, with only a small number being college or vocational school graduates assigned to them.
Therefore, like begets like, and a rat's son knows how to dig holes.
It completely cuts off the hope of ordinary people at the bottom of society, in a real sense, for improving their quality of life.
Against this backdrop, the proposal to allow some to get rich first to help others get rich later is aimed at breaking down class stratification and providing people with a path to upward mobility.
It at least showed ordinary people at the bottom that even if their parents don't have stable jobs or they don't have family connections, they can still work hard and not have a predictable future.
Otherwise, children with guaranteed job security will always have guaranteed job security, and children of farmers will always be stuck doing manual labor.
Ivanov muttered to himself, "But those who get rich first will band together to suppress others and prevent them from surpassing them."
"That is the responsibility of regulators."
Wang Xiao reiterated, "I believe that relying on people's morality is meaningless. Only effective regulatory measures and powerful laws and regulations can solve the problem."
Ivanov is always sensitive on this topic.
His attitude was even somewhat aggressive: "What if it can't be done? What if no one keeps them in check, and those who are supposed to keep them in check are in cahoots with them?"
"What can we do?" Wang Xiao said lightly. "Everyone only has one life. We should act when the time is right."
Before she transmigrated into the book, a social event caused a national sensation.
Unable to get his wages, a worker killed his boss in a fit of rage.
After this incident, the local factory owners immediately paid all the workers' wages.
This perfectly embodies Che Guevara's famous quote: "After we leave, they will build you schools and hospitals, and they will raise your wages, not because they have a change of heart, nor because they have become good people, but because we were here."
Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?
Everyone has only one life. When the knife goes in white and comes out red, even the person who floats to the sky will eventually fall to the ground.
Let's recognize this fact: although the powerful and the poor live in different worlds, they are all on the same planet and are all the same kind of people.
Ivanov, however, seemed startled, his peach-blossom eyes widening as he stammered, "You mean... there will be a revolution?"
Wang Xiao was bewildered: "Isn't this normal? When social conflicts become irreconcilable, violent revolutions are bound to erupt. Human society has followed this path for thousands of years. Humans haven't evolved into another species, so how can the rules of operation change?"
She sighed. "I think I understand what you mean. You want a specific policy that will solve everything once and for all, without any problems, and that will never need to be adjusted."
But that's impossible.
Lenin once said that direct violence should not be used to overthrow the bourgeois provisional government.
Once the revolution broke out, he, who was in exile overseas, still had to rush back to China to adjust his strategy.
The world is made up of matter, and the essence of matter is motion.
In the face of this world of sports, strategies must be adjusted at any time.
"Otherwise, what's the government for? This is what the government does."
Ivanov covered his face with his hands and muttered to himself, "Let me calm down, I feel very confused right now."
Wang Xiao isn't a mind reader; she can't possibly know all of his thoughts and ideas.
She could only pat his arm reassuringly: "It's okay, my dear friend, everything will be alright."
She was pondering this man, who was easily weakened by being forced to leave his homeland, when her bodyguard, Comrade Lyuba, murmured, "Oh, it really is them."
The others echoed in surprise, "It really is!"
Ivanov, who had just been weakly covering his eyes, looking utterly hopeless, suddenly let go of his hand, stretched his neck like a chicken looking for food, and eagerly asked, "Who is it? Who is it?"
It's no wonder he was blind; he stared blankly at the couple slowly walking towards him, completely bewildered.
He was just an ordinary Russian. Apart from a few very familiar people, most Chinese people looked like a template to him.
The bodyguards he hired at great expense were different; their backgrounds and observational skills were top-notch, and they quickly answered the boss's questions.
"Mr. Zhao and his wife, Ms. Fang Meiqin."
Ivanov's eyes lit up instantly, his face almost pressed against the car window, his gossip-loving soul burning as if it were about to burst out of his body: "Really? I really didn't expect that."
The couple on the road, the wife was clearly extremely weak.
Even though the Qingming Festival had passed, and fashionable young women were already wearing dresses that looked like butterflies on the streets, this woman was still wearing a large coat and even a hat, and her face was pale.
Her husband, who was supporting her, moved gently and walked slowly, showing no sign of impatience whatsoever.
Lyuba sighed, "She's finally been discharged from the hospital."
Then the female bodyguard frowned and said, "Given her current condition, shouldn't she be recuperating at a sanatorium?"
The female bodyguard remembered very clearly that the lady lived on the fifth floor, and the residential building did not have an elevator.
Given her current condition, going up and down stairs would be absolute torture for her.
But if she doesn't go downstairs, she'll go crazy being trapped in that tiny pigeon coop of fifty or sixty square meters every day.
Xiao Gao laughed: "Jinning isn't Moscow, there aren't many sanatoriums here."
The steel mill, however, wanted to follow Shougang's example and build its own sanatorium.
However, firstly, site selection is a big problem; too far or too close is not good, and secondly, with large-scale construction projects underway everywhere, land is no longer so easy to acquire.
Secondly, there's the issue of money.
For a factory with tens of thousands of employees to build a sanatorium, the sanatorium cannot be small in scale if it is to accommodate so many employees.
The construction of a large-scale sanatorium would certainly cost hundreds of millions of yuan.
When the factory held a staff meeting to discuss this matter, everyone was generally not very interested and preferred to simply turn the money into a bonus and keep it for themselves.
However, in Wang Xiao's opinion, building a sanatorium at a steel plant is a good idea and a worthwhile investment.
If the steel plant goes out of business in the future and many workers are laid off (this is a common occurrence), at least the plant will have another asset. When the land is sold, the workers can receive more money.
However, the location must be carefully chosen, preferably close to home, and not in remote areas.
Otherwise, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, laid-off workers won't wait for the real estate boom to reach them.
The light turned green, and the car continued driving forward.
Wang Xiao turned around and glanced at Lao Zhao and Fang Meiqin as they slowly walked towards home.
April is the most beautiful time of year. The late spring sunshine falls on them, golden and warm, shimmering with hope.
Step by step, they helped each other walk forward.
Wang Xiao looked away, glanced at her watch, and reminded the driver, "Hurry up, don't be late."
While some big shots particularly like to show off their extraordinary status by arriving late, Wang Xiao himself finds this kind of pointless showing off extremely annoying.
Everyone has time, so why is your time more valuable than others'?
They're here today to promote their products and get their big spenders to buy them, so naturally they should adopt a more humble approach.
Xiao Gao asked curiously, "Mr. Wang, how exactly does that smart home system work?"
He and Xiao Zhao discussed it privately for a long time and both found it unbelievable.
“Radio.” In private, Wang Xiao’s boss wasn’t pretentious at all; she was quite happy to chat with her bodyguards about it, “Remote control via radio signals.”
This is also determined by the characteristics of the times.
Nowadays, base stations aren't everywhere. If you don't go down the old-fashioned route of radio, intelligent remote control simply can't be achieved.
Oh, what a pity.
There are too few satellites in the sky right now, so her ideal of an all-encompassing swarm of drones is impossible to achieve.
After all, before she transmigrated into the book, she played with drones, and the first thing she did when she turned them on was to search for satellites.
Without sufficient satellite support, drones cannot operate normally.
Given the limitations of our times, and the fact that technological progress takes time, she can only accept not having fish and shrimp for now.
It took more than half an hour to reach her destination, a commercial plaza combining a shopping mall and residential buildings, which was exactly what she envisioned.
Well, it's still just a big construction site right now.
Not far away, the roar of machinery never stopped, dust flew everywhere, and the environment was really not good.
Even in such close proximity, the dust was considerable; cars that arrived early were already covered in a thin layer of dust.
It's quite interesting.
In fact, there are many types of cars on the market now, including domestic and imported ones. Many European and American brand cars have also entered the Chinese market through various channels.
No matter how shiny or famous those imported cars are, the cars that run in Jinning City are still dominated by Russian-made cars, represented by Lada and Volga.
The reason for this is not entirely because Russian-made cars are cheap and durable, but because most of the people driving cars now are business people.
They quietly and subtly tried every means to build closer relationships with their clients.
Lada and Volga cars, which are ubiquitous in CIS countries, are one of their ways of making customers feel at home.
Does it work? Wang Xiao believes it does.
Even Ivanov couldn't help but show a proud expression when he saw these cars.
Look, we still have some good stuff to offer.
Wang Xiao silently touched his nose without saying a word.
She couldn't very well attack innocent people by saying this was the last glory of the Russian automobile industry.
She turned her head and waved forward.
Chen Yu's assistant, Xiao Tao, immediately ran over.
Mr. Chen told her that he arranged for her to be in charge of the commercial plaza so that he could train her to be independent.
If she can manage it, she will be in charge of the overall management once the commercial plaza is built.
A huge pancake fell from the sky, and the assistant almost fainted from the impact.
Her intuition told her that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and she wouldn't get another chance like it.
So now she's incredibly proactive; the moment the leader beckons, she runs faster than a rabbit.
Wang Xiao didn't waste any time with small talk and went straight to the point: "Arrange for a few people to wash the car after the rest of the cars leave."
Otherwise, people would come looking glamorous and leave looking disheveled, which would be embarrassing.
Xiao Tao immediately agreed and turned around to quickly arrange the work.
Wang Xiao then remembered something and called the taxi company to ask his subordinates: "Do we offer car wash services?"
The person on the other end of the phone was completely bewildered: "Our taxi drivers wash their own cars."
Wang Xiao felt a headache coming on. Good heavens, this guy from the taxi company was really like an abacus bead; he only moved when you pushed him.
"Start a car wash business." The boss didn't waste any more words with him. "You guys do the math yourselves. How many cars are there in Jinning and Xiaozhou right now? Even if you only charge two yuan per car wash, how much money will that add up to?"
Don't be so greedy, thinking that a few coins aren't worth earning.
Little by little, big money is made up of small savings.
"Get moving immediately; I need to see the proposal this week."
Honestly, do they all think their job is just to sit in the office and collect money? How come they don't even have the slightest awareness of expanding their business?
Wang Xiao pondered that if there were suitable people at the taxi company, he could consider taking down this guy who was currently incompetent and letting him practice properly under Tang Yicheng.
Because there are few cell phone base stations now, the signal is generally not very good when making calls, so Wang Xiao can't help but raise his voice when making phone calls.
Hearing this, a shoe factory owner who had just gotten off the bus overheard and came over with a big laugh to greet him: "Hey, Mr. Wang, if you don't make a fortune, who will? Everything you see is a good opportunity to make money."
Wang Xiao smiled and shook hands with the person, then continued the conversation: "I also spent a bit more time on Russian territory, and I saw local kids carrying pots and washing cars on the street to earn money, which is how I came up with this idea."
Look at us, we haven't kept up. We can't exactly keep two buckets of water in the car and wash it ourselves every now and then.
The shoe factory owner, of course, couldn't refute her: "Well, you're really something else. You learn from the virtuous and follow suit when you see something others have."
After exchanging several pleasantries, and seeing that the number of attendees had increased, Wang Xiao invited potential clients to visit the model home.
This 140-square-meter model house has been jointly renovated by Soviet engineers and Chinese workers. As soon as you step inside, you are filled with a sense of technology.
Since smartphones cannot be manufactured in such a short time, remote controls are still used in the house.
With the touch of a button, the lights in the living room and dining room turned on, revealing the clean lines of the furniture.
There was a refrigerator, a color TV, and a washing machine. The color TV, in particular, was still a large, bulky machine with a big butt.
They discussed this matter with the engineers for a long time.
The best would definitely be an LCD screen, but LCD screens are small now.
Considering that wealthier people tend to prefer large color TVs, they had no choice but to reluctantly give up their old-fashioned color CRT TVs.
Everyone was on tenterhooks, worried that the client would think it was outdated.
As a result, the group of bosses didn't even notice the color TV; their attention was entirely drawn to the smart remote-controlled curtains and door curtains.
With a whoosh, these curtains opened just like automatic sensor doors.
Wow, Longdi Cave, it's truly a technological marvel!
The robot came over and served coffee to each of them.
This is also a trendy new drink in Jinning City in recent years, and its status is no less than that of the rapidly popular milk tea, and even higher.
Coffee shops are gradually appearing on the streets and alleys. Many people choose to discuss business in coffee shops, requesting a semi-open private room to sit together, drink coffee, and discuss projects. It seems to inexplicably make them feel more sophisticated.
The group accepted the coffee and followed behind, drinking it as they toured the place.
Wow, that's really amazing; it's mostly automated.
The washing machine was placed on the balcony, and they started washing their clothes without even going out onto the balcony.
It's fully automatic, and it dries itself after washing. Even during the humid season when the ceiling is like a waterfall, you won't have to worry about not having dry clothes to wear.
Many people were curious to see all sorts of details.
For example, the toilet that automatically sprays water to wash your bottom and also has a drying function has attracted a lot of attention.
Several female business owners were even more curious about the smart rice cooker and eagerly lined up to try it out.
With this, kids won't need to soak rice in boiling water after school; they can just scoop rice directly from the rice cooker.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao immediately realized that this was a key point.
Due to the characteristics of the era, there were many key children in dual-income families in the 1990s.
Because most factories cannot provide three meals a day for the families of their employees, children would take the keys hanging around their necks and go home to eat rice soaked in hot water after school.
If there were smart rice cookers that could cook meals for them on time, parents who now have only one child would likely be willing to spend more money to buy a high-end rice cooker.
Oh, right, when selling rice cookers, you should provide the rice cooker recipe to ensure that the rice and dishes are cooked at the same time.
The shoe factory owner circled around to Wang Xiao again, half-jokingly and half-seriously asking, "Boss Wang, what kind of grand scheme to make a fortune are you thinking of this time?"
Wang Xiao waved his hand: "No, that's not true. I was just afraid you wouldn't be interested, and all my time and effort would be wasted."
"How could I not be interested?" the shoe factory owner said seriously. "I'm very interested. I not only plan to install this in my own home, but I also want to invest in it. What do you say, Mr. Wang, let's make a fortune together?"
Wang Xiao shook his head regretfully: "This project won't work. All the shareholders are already in place, and we can't add any more people now."
She winked at Xiaotao.
The latter immediately and cleverly took the documents and handed them to the shoe factory owner: "Mr. Sun, take a look at these. These projects have been carefully selected and are currently open for investment."
When she was in charge of compiling the materials, she was worried that no one would be interested in these projects.
At that time, President Chen told her not to worry about it, saying it wasn't something to be concerned about.
Now it seems that this is indeed the case.
Mr. Wang is really something else; people are practically offering him money, and he's just afraid she won't accept it.
It's clear that everyone has complete trust in Ms. Wang, believing that as long as they work on projects with her, they can make a fortune.
Ivanov saw his assistant look at Wang Xiao with admiration, and immediately whispered to his partner with glee, "God, she must think you have magic."
But in fact, no magic is needed at all. In fact, the reason why these people are actively investing is not because they trust Wang Xiao's vision and therefore particularly favor the projects she has selected.
What people really value is the trade city's channels and influence.
They firmly believe that the products produced by the projects they invest in will definitely find buyers, even if they can't be sold elsewhere, as long as they are displayed in the trade city.
The commercial city cannot afford to miss the opportunity to make more money; it will definitely try to increase the sales of its own products.
Therefore, by bundling the product with Wang Xiao's external promotion project, it means that there is no worry about sales.
Anyone who can make a business successful is incredibly shrewd, and who would give up such a lucrative opportunity that comes knocking on their door?
Ivanov sighed again: "If the steelworkers saw that you accepted these bosses' investments but refused to take their money, they would definitely say that you were siding with outsiders."
Wang Xiaoda said speechlessly, "Can they be the same? These are all businesses that can accept both profits and losses. Those are businesses that absolutely cannot accept losing money, and they want interest rates higher than banks. Even a god couldn't guarantee that."
She's not in a hurry to need the money, so why would she want to get involved with the latter?
As it turns out, one shouldn't boast. She had just felt she had plenty of money when a large expense was placed in front of her.
An additional investment of US$150 million will be received this month.
Why spend so much money? It's still about the oil and gas field.
After a series of twists and turns, the oil and gas field project they invested in was finally settled on a total of four shareholders. Japanese and American companies held the majority stake, while the remaining two were Wang Xiao and Ivanov, and the other was a Russian state-owned oil company.
Everything was going smoothly until the crucial moment when the organization ran out of money, and they are now urgently transferring their shares.
Japanese companies are interested, but the Russians aren't.
They approached Ivanov, wanting to give priority to transferring the shares to their compatriots.
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