Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

Late at night, Zhao Kaishan returned home.

The youngest daughter, Zhao Jiaying, is still studying in her room.

The eldest daughter and the child slept peacefully; the child didn't make a fuss, and the adults had an easier time too.

Since the arrival of his grandson, these have been some of the few nights he's had a good night's rest.

"You're back? Haven't eaten yet? Come and eat, it's still warm!"

Zhao's mother has been resting well these past few days and finally has time to take care of her husband.

Seeing her husband so exhausted, Zhao's mother even considered returning to her hometown.

"Finally, we have a hot meal! If only Xiao Lu could stay here every day, the kids wouldn't be making a fuss, and we could live a more comfortable life."

Zhao Kaishan handed the clothes to his mother, his mind filled with images of Lu Weiguo.

"You mean Xiao Lu? Aren't you upset that he stole your bicycle?" Zhao's mother replied with a smile.

You should know that this happened on the morning Zhao Kaishang discovered that all the bicycles had been taken away by Lu Weiguo.

He was cursing and swearing all day long.

"That kid, as long as he can help me get through this difficult time, I'll give him anything, not just a bicycle, but a car."

Upon hearing this, Zhao's mother covered her mouth and chuckled, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure! But I'm not talking about our eldest grandson, I'm talking about the paper mill problem."

Zhao Kaishan hurriedly tried to find something to make up for it.

"That's settled then, I'll remember that for Xiao Lu."

After saying this, Zhao's mother turned and went back into the house.

Zhao Kaishan was completely confused. Didn't Xiao Lu say that he had an emergency at home and had gone back to the village?

How can I possibly help him solve his problem?

A short while later, Zhao's mother came out with an envelope.

The envelope was glued shut, and the word "one" was written on it.

"Here, this is from Xiao Lu, she asked me to give it to your eldest daughter, and she passed it on to me."

There were three letters in total, saying that these three letters could be exchanged for ten bicycles, and they were called some kind of ingenious plan.

They said they'd send you a letter whenever you missed him, but no more, or it would cause trouble.

Zhao Kaishan stared at the envelope, completely dumbfounded.

Could it be?

What that little brat from the Qian family said is true; Lu Weiguo is someone even a great immortal fears.

Can you calculate?

How can we determine the problems he encountered once he's already home?

However, his anxiety and curiosity made him lose his appetite.

He hurriedly tore open the envelope, took out the letter inside, and began to read.

"Just as Zhuge Liang in ancient times gave Zhao Yun three brilliant strategies to secure victory, Lu Weiguo today relieves worries with three letters."

"This kid is quite bookish; he didn't even finish elementary school, yet he knows a lot."

Zhao Kaishan read two sentences, his face full of mockery.

But when I saw what came next, I was completely stunned.

Even Zhao's mother, who was serving dishes nearby, couldn't help but come over.

"The other factories at most have outdated equipment that can't keep up with the times, but the paper mills definitely face the most difficulties."

Not only was there no equipment, but the place was full of people the Qian family had dragged into for their own benefit.

From management to workers, it's all about winning people over and getting people paid without working...

Zhao Kaishan stared at the contents, his mouth agape, drooling without him even noticing.

In just a few simple words, he not only explained the factory's problems thoroughly, but also included information he didn't know.

He had previously thought that this was a problem left over from that era.

Qian Yunshan came in person to get rid of him.

I never expected there to be so many twists and turns inside.

Zhao's mother didn't know what was happening outside, but from this letter, she was shocked that the Qian family could do something so unscrupulous as privatizing state-owned assets.

I feel horrified, disgusted, and outraged that they have become tools for them to win people over!

Then Lu Weiguo pointed out two paths to Zhao Kaishan.

The first point was similar to what he had in mind: win people over, use coercion and bribery to undermine the workers from within. As long as even one worker received compensation...

If we take things one step at a time, we can always get things done.

Needless to say, this has become the most common approach on the road to reform.

And the second one.

Lu Weiguo only said a few words.

The tobacco factory next door.

"A cigarette factory?"

Zhao Kaishan muttered those two words to himself.

Anyone familiar with cigarette factories knows this.

The development of tobacco factories in our country, especially those in Northeast China, is quite advanced.

Starting in the 1950s, all cigarette factories were nationalized, and there were no private enterprises left. This was the bottom line.

However, state-owned cigarette factories are also divided into two types.

One type is a large, legitimate state-owned factory.

Before the 1980s, it had become a pillar industry in many places.

There is another type, namely small collective tobacco factories.

The late 1970s and early 1980s marked a turning point for these small cigarette factories.

They either need to transform from small collective tobacco factories, township enterprises, or secondary systems into large state-owned factories.

Either one road can be shut down.

The neighboring cigarette factory that Lu Weiguo mentioned perfectly matched the Jixi coal mine he had mentioned earlier.

In recent years, an important branch of Jixi Coal Mine has been located at Muling Coal Mine.

The Jidong Tobacco Factory near the Muling Coal Mine was a small, collectively owned tobacco factory!

At the time, Lu Weiguo said that he would go to Jixi to exchange coal and that it would not cost money.

They're not short of money!

He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was.

After reading this letter, everything became clear!

at the same time.

In his heart, Lu Weiguo had already been deified!

Plan carefully and win the battle thousands of miles away!

He even felt that these words were not good enough for him!

"Honey, what does this mean? What does the cigarette factory next door have to do with us?"

Zhao's mother didn't understand. She put down the hot plate and asked with a frown.

"Lu Weiguo, this man is no ordinary person... he's not just anyone!!"

Zhao Kaishan was filled with shock.

"Oh dear, honey, tell me what happened!"

Zhao's mother was really anxious. How could just four words be enough to make someone a god?

She just doesn't understand!

What the hell are you complaining about?!

"What happened?! You solved a huge problem for me!!"

Zhao Kaishan sprang to his feet and rushed into the study.

The commotion startled Zhao Jiaying, who was studying inside.

I secretly eavesdropped at the entrance of the calligraphy studio.

Through the crack in the door, one could see Zhao Kaishan constantly rummaging through documents.

After finally seeing a provincial document, it seems like the path ahead is now completely clear.

He clenched his fist and stood by the window, trembling with excitement.

"Honey? Are you alright?"

"It's okay! Come on! Let me tell you all about it!!"

Zhao Kaishan took out a piece of white paper and wrote down the words "paper mill," "tobacco factory," "coal mine," and "state-owned factory."

"Let's take a closer look. The cigarette factory that Lu Weiguo mentioned is about to be renovated and will soon be abandoned."

If we bring him over and make him a key project, wouldn't that be the project I brought in?

"Hmm? But that's not related to the current problem."

Zhao's mother still didn't understand.

"Look at you, now that we have a cigarette factory, do we still need paper for cigarettes?! Then the paper mills will be able to operate!"

"Huh? That little bit of paper?" Zhao's mother didn't believe that a cigarette factory could support a paper mill.

"That little bit of paper? Damn it, one cigarette factory can support ten paper mills!!"