Thirty years later, China became the world's largest industrial country. It sold goods all over the world, including third world countries, and made a lot of money. Its foreign exchange reserves became the largest in the world, and it began to buy everywhere.
I won’t mention the previous criticism, but instead say – we must not raise tariff barriers, we must open the market, and we must promote globalization. We use funds and technology to help you make progress together, and we must build a ‘community with a shared future for mankind’!
Western countries are cursing in their hearts: MMB, I am the only one who believes in you.
But thirty years ago, the country's foreign exchange was really not enough. With just that amount of foreign exchange, it was impossible to spread the pepper in equal batches. The Imperial City of Magic would definitely get the most, and other cities could only spend some.
For a small city like Tianyang, it is very difficult to get some foreign exchange to buy foreign equipment. You have to go through many approvals and spend several years to find a way, and then the foreign exchange management agency can reward you a little.
The Hong Kong dollar is pegged to the US dollar and can be used as real gold and silver. Zhou Qingfeng can really make millions of Hong Kong dollars every month, and the city can support him like a Lafayette. Tianyang's finances will become much richer in a short period of time.
Investment intensity surged.
Everyone who was picking up the plane finally concealed their embarrassment and led Zhou Qingfeng into the car with laughter. Everyone went to find a place to have a meal first, told some jokes during the meal, and happily resolved all conflicts.
The next day, 'Shengguang Machinery' actually remitted the remaining one million Hong Kong dollars through 'Shengguang Technology' in Hong Kong. City leaders called the bank early in the morning and kept asking if they could find the relevant accounts.
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But the money was stuck in the Foreign Exchange Administration and could not reach Tianyang. It could only be exchanged for soft currency according to the exchange rate.
The city leaders were immediately heartbroken and quickly hinted to 'Shengguang Machinery' - if you can bring foreign exchange cash in the future, we can accommodate you.
The land will give you the largest batch.
Back in Tianyang, Zhou Qingfeng went to the Academy of Fine Arts first.
"Be quiet."
Walking into the classroom, dozens of teachers and students from the Academy of Fine Arts were in the audience. Everyone was laughing when they heard the news. They couldn't help but laugh and were extremely happy. Zhou Qingfeng was also laughing when he stood on the stage, but he sighed deeply.
"I recently went to Hong Kong. I believe everyone already knows the result."
The audience laughed even louder. Just half an hour ago, the financial staff of "Shengguang Machinery" settled everyone's wages. There is only half a month until the New Year, and each person also received a red envelope of 100 yuan.
In the past month, the income of everyone in the classroom has been more than 500, and one-third has exceeded 1,000. Because of the successful modification of "Korean Comics", Zhou Qingfeng has received excess income. This is the reward that teachers and students deserve.
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"I know that everyone is very happy and can have a good year." Zhou Qingfeng's smile was not so proud, but his tone was low and admonishing, "But..., you know the monthly income of ordinary people in HK
How much is it?”
A line of writing was written on the blackboard: Ordinary migrant workers cost three to five thousand, skilled workers start at ten thousand, and management staff pay more than twenty thousand. The minimum price for managers is one hundred thousand. In Hong Kong dollars.
The classroom soon fell silent, and the huge gap completely eliminated everyone's happiness.
Zhou Qingfeng held up a full-color comic book and said, "Many people think it's embarrassing to draw this." He threw the album on the table again, "I don't think it's very honorable either."
"The income of ordinary people in HK is more than ten times, or even dozens of times, that of yours. Every day, there are people trying to cross the border illegally. As long as you go there, you can get huge rewards even if you do odd jobs, which is enough to honor your ancestors.
And what about us? We are drawing such exaggerated cartoons. We dare not tell our relatives and friends openly, and we will blush when we say it.
The reason why I came to reveal this today is actually to tell you that we need to make this bigger and stronger. The second and third volumes of "The Widow" have been released, and the printing factory is working overtime to print.
I want to ship tens of thousands of picture albums to Hong Kong for sale, but this is not the ultimate goal. I am looking for Japanese translators, Korean translators, English translators, and Cantonese vernacular to traditional Chinese. I want to change these picture albums into different versions.
When it comes to industry, Tianyang is terrible. 'Shengguang Machinery' is making motorized tricycles. This kind of product can only be sold around Tianyang and has no sales abroad. As for agriculture, I won't mention it. We eat it ourselves.
The food has to be transported from other places."
"If you want to develop, you have to find a way." Zhou Qingfeng raised the album in his hand again, "This is the way I'm looking for. But I can tell you, this business is not easy to do, and others will follow suit soon. I think.
If you want to make money, you have to use your brain.”
'Shengguang Machinery' is Zhou Qingfeng's main body, but when he was trapped in this main body, he found that he had neither funds nor technology. Forced to do nothing, he could only engage in crooked ways to develop ideas that did not require much funds and technology.
industry.
Drawing comics is so easy, as long as dozens of teachers and students from the Academy of Fine Arts are gathered together, and a batch of computers are set up, Zhou Qingfeng can even provide future works for plagiarism.
"My request is very simple. "The Widow" can be published in twelve volumes. I will have new works in the future, continue to follow the high-quality route, and seize the Southeast Asian, Japanese and Korean markets. I will earn hundreds of millions in foreign exchange every month.
We want our monthly salary to be 51,000 or even 100,000, we want our wife and children to live in a beautiful house, go to the best school, and our parents to go to the best hospital and enjoy their old age in peace.
This is the way. This is a very serious job.
It will be New Year's Eve in a while, and we will give everyone a holiday starting today. I hope you will think about it carefully when you go back, and I will continue to provide some reference examples so that everyone can work harder when you come back next year."
Zhou Qingfeng supported the podium and stared at the teachers and students in the audience with a hawklike gaze. When others were so glaring, he uttered, "Next year, I will raise everyone's salary."
The teachers and students were extremely disturbed by the serious words, but when they heard the last sentence, the clouds cleared and they all applauded in welcome.
After returning to Tianyang, Zhou Qingfeng recruited a group of people in the Academy of Fine Arts to establish the 'Holy Light Culture' studio. He relied on this group of people to continue to provide him with various types of drawings. Today, one is a reminder, and two
Then it's beating, and three...
See if there are any misbehaved ones and fire them.
After the brief speech, the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts greeted him with a smile outside the teachers, and people from the printing factory also came to flatter him. A group of people gathered around Zhou Qingfeng, saying that he spoke well, concisely and comprehensively, thought-provoking and very educational.
significance.
After waiting for the entertainment to be completed, Lin Wan followed and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, I feel that this trip to HK is not so optimistic."
"Tell me about it..."
"My classmates in HK told me a lot. They are very picky about us..." Lin Wan frowned and spoke tactfully, but hesitated. She did not go into too much detail.
Picky? That's too kind a word.
Zhou Qingfeng knew what was going on. In fact, he knew more. He just hummed twice and asked with a sneer: "Secretary Lin, do you have any poor relatives in your family?
He is poor, dirty, uneducated, uneducated, and annoying, and he especially likes to come to your house to enjoy the autumn breeze. Are there any such poor relatives?"
Lin Wan was dumbfounded and nodded after a while.
"Have you ever thought about your poor relatives who work hard in the countryside, harvesting some millet, raising a few chickens and ducks, feeding a pig, and earning a little income every year. It is difficult for them to have dignity."
Lin Wan stopped talking.
Zhou Qingfeng sighed: "We are just disgusting poor relatives. Because we are poor, we are hated. What can we do? We can't give up on ourselves and be poor relatives who kneel down and lick us all our lives, right?
I am a human being too, and I also want to live a good life. Now I just despise you, and I will suppress you in the future.
But I don't have enough strength, so I can only endure it. This world is so ruthless. If ten years are not enough, I will endure it for twenty years. If twenty years is not enough, I will endure it for thirty years. Thirty years should be enough."
For a moment, Lin Wan felt that Zhou Qingfeng was quite scary. This man was always unexpected and seemed to determine the future development. If it were another person, he would definitely be proud of his current achievements and hype up the good things abroad.
But not only was this guy not happy that he could communicate with HK, he was filled with a strong sense of anger and a stubbornness that was determined to take revenge. He seemed to sneer at the smooth road, but insisted on walking on the thorny road leading to countless hardships.
road.
"The face that has been trampled on the ground can only be recovered by oneself."