Rebirth of Xiangjiang: Across the World

Chapter 286 Fake preaching, real brainwashing

The gamble of the century of [-] million US dollars was intentionally let go by the officials, and the news quickly spread throughout the magic city.

They also want to use the influence of Zheng Yaoyang and Li Jiacheng to create momentum for the development of Pudong next year.

After all, both sides of the bet, one is the youngest richest man in Xiangjiang, and the other is a well-known real estate tycoon, and the witness is still the leader of Shanghai.

In the early morning of the next day, the people of Shanghai, who had heard the news, flocked to the banks of the Huangpu River in Lujiazui with the mentality of seeing is believing.

Zheng Yaoyang invested [-] US dollars, and the secretary of the mayor personally ordered that after they left, the municipal construction team began to plan the construction of the pavilion.

A yellow construction cordon was erected by the riverside, and several Grade A landscape designers were conducting field inspections.

A hundred thousand dollars just to build a gazebo, they haven't fought such a rich battle yet.

Some people forget about it after watching it, and just watch it as a fun, satisfying conversation after gossip.

And some people, looking at the still barren Pudong, had strange thoughts in their hearts.

The God of Wealth guides the way!

Perhaps decades later, some people will work as rent collectors in Pudong New Area, while others will still be guarding the old and the poor in Puxi.

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On the 29th, Hong Kong businessmen ended their group sightseeing activities, and on the 30th it was time for everyone to move freely.

There are too many people to do things, and they come to Shanghai, not just for sightseeing.

For example, Mr. Li and Mr. Guo of Sun Hung Kai saw Zheng Yaoyang's confidence in Pudong's development.

Don't hesitate any longer, and reserve a land of 40 square meters, which is the future IFC Center.

Another example is the proud old He. Every time he comes to the mainland, he must invest a super large amount of charity.

After all, his money came from a wrong source, and Aomen's geographical location is not as good as that of Xiangjiang, so it needs to serve the motherland more.

On the other side, Zheng Yaoyang declined the invitation of the second generation, came to the Institute of Optics, and met Wang Minzhi.

In the middle of this year, the Institute of Optics received an order from Guo Kongli and investment from Zheng Yaoyang.

Their status in the scientific research community has changed from the past, and no one will scold them for not doing their job properly.

A self-developed machine the size of a car can sell for 50 yuan, or US dollars.

Selling five units in one go, although the investment funds have not yet been recovered, it also makes people see a glimmer of hope.

As Wang Minzhi spoke, he couldn't help crying. They did not live up to the organization's expectations.

Spending the hard-earned money of the people to carry out useless scientific research, not only the people think so, even members of some institutions think so.

It is difficult for outsiders to understand the pressure they are facing. Before meeting Zheng Yaoyang, it was not uncommon for people to throw mud at the gate of the institute.

After all, before the millennium, the people were relatively vigorous and vigorous, and they would not beep as long as they could do it.

After a while, Wang Minzhi wiped the corners of his eyes, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I lost my composure. Why did you come here today?"

Zheng Yaoyang didn't mind either, he smiled and said, "I'm free to come over today, and I plan to order ten more lithography machines from you by the way."

"However, it must be delivered before December. Our company's communicator is about to be mass-produced. The original lithography machine has insufficient production capacity."

Wang Minzhi's eyes widened suddenly, his excitement was indescribable, and he suddenly held Zheng Yaoyang's palm: "I really don't know what to say, Mr. Zheng, thank you very much, thank you very much."

"Director Wang, you are too serious."

Zheng Yaoyang couldn't resist Wang Minzhi's enthusiasm, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how is the development progress of the latest lithography machine?"

"You should know that Tsinghua's laboratory has made breakthroughs in communication technology. The chips manufactured by the current lithography machine can no longer meet our needs for the next generation of communicators."

Wang Minzhi seemed to be worried, hesitated for a long time, and whispered: "Mr. Zheng, you can rest assured. We will not hold you back."

Zheng Yaoyang was puzzled, and then showed a clear expression.

Chinese people like to hide their clumsiness, and the research and development institutions in mainland China are the best among them. There is one generation in research, one generation in hiding, and another generation in the public eye.

After receiving Wang Minzhi's affirmative reply, Zheng Yaoyang did not stay long, and left the institute after lunch.

The lithography machine is basically finalized, and the first phase of the industrial park is about to be completed. Now the remaining digital communication technology, I hope Tsinghua Laboratory will not let him down.

"Now we have to take a step forward... Boldly move forward...Thousands of years of hard life are enough..."

Passing by the People's Square in Shanghai, there are crowds of people. Someone is giving a speech with a loudspeaker. What I heard vaguely seems to be a resolute reformer.

"Which fierce man is this?"

Zheng Yaoyang was curious and asked the driver to pull over.

He and Zhang Qifeng walked into People's Square.

On a high platform not far from the roadside, there is a middle-aged man in his 40s with a face full of vicissitudes.

Holding a loudspeaker, with a red face and a thick neck, he talked about the benefits of the reform and opening up in the Mainland for the people.

It is only in this wild and special period that such a thing can happen. If 30 years later, they will probably be arrested for picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

Zheng Yaoyang listened for a while, then asked the elder brother beside him with great interest, and said with a smile: "Brother, who is that man?"

The old man's eyes are full of fanaticism, and he concentrates on writing notes. On the cover of the book, the book of making money is written by hand.

Being interrupted suddenly, he was about to lose his temper, but when he saw Zheng Yaoyang's attire and the entourage, he swallowed the words again.

Simple jeans and a white T-shirt will never go out of style even after 30 years.

White clothes look good, but few people buy and wear them because they are easy to change color and get dirty.

People who like to wear white in this period, and the fabric looks good, are either rich or expensive.

The old man was full of pride: "He is Mou Qizhong, the chairman of Nande Group, the pride of our Shu people."

Zheng Yaoyang was stunned, and looked at the podium, no wonder he felt inexplicably familiar before.

After the upheaval in Eastern Europe at the beginning of the year, the lives of the people in the Soviet Union were very difficult. Many people around the world know this.

People also know that they are now the most scarce daily necessities, even sugar can be sold at sky-high prices.

But knowing it is one thing, whether you want to do it, dare to do it, is another thing.

Mou Qizhong was one of the best, who exchanged [-] carriages of daily necessities for four passenger planes.

He sold the plane to Sichuan Airlines and made a net profit of 9000 million. At the same time, he became the richest man in China.

If Zheng Yaoyang remembered correctly, it should have happened this year, but it hasn't happened yet.

Because Mou Qizhong is still building momentum for himself, only by making a name for himself can he gain the trust of suppliers.

Zheng Yaoyang listened for a while, and felt that the content was too fake and empty, full of big cakes, and he was not interested.

Suddenly, I also remembered what Mou Qizhong did.

Some people say that he is the first generation of business godfather in the mainland, which is actually true, but Zheng Yaoyang believes that the title is not accurate enough, he should be a religious business leader.

Explode the Himalayas to irrigate the Northwest, develop Manzhouli to build the economic center of the three major powers of China, the United States and Russia, launch 20 satellites, and implement Musk's Starlink plan [-] years in advance.

Anyone who has read books for several years will not believe these stories of the Arabian Nights.

However, there are countless people who believe in him and regard him as a spiritual belief, following in his footsteps.

Even if he is imprisoned in the future, my sister-in-law has waited for him for 18 years. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is brainwashed.

Fake business preaching, true religious brainwashing.

Zheng Yaoyang was about to leave, and at the same time, Mou Qizhong also saw him. His white clothes were particularly conspicuous against the backdrop of the gray and black crowd.

Mou Qizhong recognized Zheng Yaoyang, joy flashed across his eyes, he raised his horn and shouted: "Mr., you seem to disagree with my ideas?"

Zheng Yaoyang also noticed this, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't want to respond, and walked away.

The younger brother Pan Shiyi quickly passed through the crowd, stood in front of Zheng Yaoyang, blocked their way, and asked angrily: "Sir, why did you leave in such a hurry without explaining clearly?"

Zheng Yaoyang raised his hand to stop the guards who were secretly protecting him, and asked with a chuckle, "Isn't it the second day or the third day of your speech today? Basically, it lasts about eight hours a day?"

Pan Shiyi showed surprise and frowned: "Mr. Mou is teaching everyone how to do business for free."

Zheng Yaoyang smiled even more, and said lightly: "Jiang Taigong catches the bait if he is willing to fish, and he can't force him to stay if he doesn't want to."

From Pan Shiyi's reaction, it's not hard to see that Zheng Yaoyang's guess was right, they were waiting on the sidelines.

The purpose is to attract the attention of Hong Kong businessmen, as long as someone takes the bait, they only need to take a photo to gain popularity and let the media feature a big book.

If he was in the same situation, Zheng Yaoyang would also do the same, because Hong Kong businessmen probably would not pursue it, and it was a good deal with no capital and no profit.

"Mr. Mou, is this answer satisfactory?"

Zheng Yaoyang looked back at the podium, obviously showing displeasure.Because he knew it was useless to talk to Pan Shiyi, this guy is a loyal little brother.

At least, now!

Mou Qizhong's expression suddenly changed, as if he had just recognized Zheng Yaoyang's identity.Hastily ran to his front.Surprised, he said, "Mr. Zheng, it's you. I'm sorry I didn't see it clearly because of the distance."

"Xiao Pan, are you blind and didn't recognize that this is Mr. Zheng from Xiangjiang?"

"Today's major morning newspapers in Shanghai are still reporting on one of the protagonists of the Pavilion of Truth."

Zheng Yaoyang watched him acting quietly until they finished the play, then smiled faintly: "Mr. Mou, I have something else to do, so excuse me."

finished.He didn't stay any longer, and went straight to the direction of parking on the side of the road.

He underestimated Mou Qizhong's face a little bit, and he could continue to act even if he was exposed by others, even if he only had this "advantage" all over his body, he was not afraid that he would not be able to make a fortune.

Watching Zheng Yaoyang's car gradually drive away, Mou Qizhong's face was as black as a pot, at this time Feng Lun who was hiding in the corner also rushed out, and asked anxiously: "Mr. Mou, why don't you chat for a while longer."

Pan Shiyi asked: "Old Feng, don't tell me, you didn't take a picture?"

Feng Lun smiled wryly and said, "I got the shot, but there was no good angle, only side shots."

Ever since they heard that the Hong Kong business group planned to go north, they have been preparing for this big show half a month ago.

Including but not limited to, buying off the staff of the reception center and barely inquiring about the whereabouts of several people.

What they hoped most was to meet Lao He, but they did not expect to have the unexpected joy of Zheng Yaoyang.

Pan Shiyi looked at Mou Qizhong subconsciously, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Mou, shall we continue this afternoon?"

Mou Qizhong frowned, without thinking: "Why not continue, there is Lao He in the afternoon, the play has been sung for so long, there is no reason to give up."

He thinks he still has a little reputation, never thought that Zheng Yaoyang would be so shameless, Qian Quan, he has never had such a desire for a moment like today.

However, for Zheng Yaoyang, this incident was just a trivial episode.

After all, Lao Mouzi is over 40 years old, and his glorious period is very short, only these few years.

After the millennium, basically spent in prison, there is really no need to talk.

If it was Ma Yun, he might be interested, but unfortunately that guy is still offering training courses in West Lake.

It suddenly occurred to Zheng Yaoyang that he didn't plan to meddle in the affairs of Eastern Europe, but that didn't mean he couldn't let others meddle.

Ma Yun, Lord Dao, how sweet it sounds.

In the afternoon, Zheng Yaoyang went to the first Universal Cinema in Shanghai to inspect.

The ticket price of the movie is very expensive, 5 yuan a piece, but it is still full of friends.Open every morning from [-]:[-] am until [-]:[-] pm.

Hundreds of seats are almost full for each show, on the one hand because it is novel enough, high-end movie theaters are a rarity, and "Rush Hour 1" also starring Jackie Chan is currently showing.

After three months of recuperation and two months of filming, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Rush Hour officially landed on the global theaters.

I heard from Zhou Xiaolin that the box office on the first day exceeded 500 million US dollars, breaking the record of China Entertainment Films in Europe and America.

The Chinese are playing, the old black is kind, the white is evil, and the political correctness of Europe and the United States has begun to bear fruit.

Zheng Yaoyang watched the whole movie, and he can't remember the plot of the original version, but it should be much better than the original version.

Although he is a North American director, due to his ability, Jackie Chan's attributes as a tool man have been greatly reduced in it, and he is no longer the original black master and yellow deputy.

As long as the filming of this series is completed, Jackie Chan should have the ability to dominate the box office in Europe and America alone, and the Flying Eagle Project can also be put on the agenda.

On the evening of the 30th, everyone finished their work, got together again, had dinner, and departed from Hongqiao Airport to Beijing Airport.

Huo Lao really regarded Zheng Yaoyang as his junior, and took the trouble to explain some precautions.

Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't read what you shouldn't look at, and go back to Xiangjiang together in the afternoon.

Zheng Yaoyang listened patiently with a smile on his face, saying that an old family is like a treasure.

He can use what has happened in the future to carry out reverse deduction of events, but he has only a half-knowledge of the twists and turns. Mr. Huo can help him clear up the confusion.

Two hours later, everyone arrived in the capital.

I don't know if it's because of autumn that the capital is not as vibrant as the southern cities.

The hazy night must have been filled with haze during the day, and there seemed to be a chill in the air.

The airport pick-up is all black-clothed bodyguards, who take them directly to the State Guest House.

Here, Zheng Yaoyang saw the old man, who was short in stature but felt infinitely powerful.

Because tomorrow is the celebration day, even in the evening, many work items require him to make decisions, and the time to communicate with the Hong Kong business group is only two hours.

I don't know if it is Zheng Yaoyang's illusion, but I always feel that the old man seems to say a lot of things for him.

For example, resolutely reform, so that they can invest boldly without worrying about policy changes.

Another example is that no one can stop the people of the whole country from running towards a prosperous and peaceful life.

Facts have proved that Zheng Yaoyang's guess is correct.

Before leaving, the old man said with a smile: "Little baby, Mr. Bao and I are good friends. We all see what you do. You are a good guy!"

　A little Calvin, today's chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)