Chapter 139 Reactions from all parties

Chapter 139 Reactions from all parties

Chapter 139 Reactions from all parties
Editor-in-Chief Li said softly: "No, Yang Wendong simply refused to accept any interviews from reporters. Reporters from several newspapers did not see him, and did not even take photos of him.
Our people even went to the neighborhood where he lived, but it was difficult to force their way in or sneak in, so we could only wait at the door tomorrow morning."

Hu Xian nodded and said, "That's fine, but such a successful young man actually chooses to be so low-key. Generally speaking, at this age, if someone has some achievements, they would want the whole world to know about it."

Editor-in-Chief Li replied: "I don't know about that. Maybe it's because of my personality."

"Well, if he doesn't agree to this kind of thing, you can't force him." Hu Xian said, "Although he doesn't agree to be interviewed, there are many people around him. Interviewing them can also get more information."

"I'm already doing it." Editor-in-Chief Li said, "I've used my connections these days and found a lot of information, but it's only about the process of making a fortune. We can't find out about Yang Wendong's current situation.

However, the people around him also avoided talking about it in our interview, as if they had discussed it long ago."

"That's probably what Yang Wendong meant." Hu Xian also understood, and then said, "Try to find out as much as you can. There will always be opportunities to interview him in the future. Hong Kong is so small, he will show up eventually."

Editor-in-Chief Li nodded and said, "Okay, as long as we investigate carefully enough, it will also arouse the interest of the citizens."

"What are the reactions of other newspapers?" Hu Xian asked again.

Editor-in-Chief Li replied: "It's similar to ours, but it's limited to Chinese newspapers. There's no movement from British newspapers."

Hu Xian shook her head and said, "Those British guys are still so arrogant. That's normal. Ignore them. We'll increase the popularity in the next few days. It would be even better if we can break the sales record."

"Then they must have made a lot of money from advertising fees." Editor-in-Chief Li said with a smile.

Hu Xian shook her head and said, "Advertising fees are a small matter. What I value more is how many long-term and stable consumers we can attract during this period of time. This is the most important thing."

"Yes, I understand." Editor-in-Chief Li nodded and said that the lifeline of the newspaper is its many loyal consumers, and it is difficult to attract other consumers.

You can only succeed when you catch a hot product, and the probability is not high.

The next morning:
In a factory in North Point, Hong Kong Island, a 30-year-old man wearing thick black glasses is reading a newspaper.

A woman of about the same age came over and asked, "Jiacheng, what news are you so fascinated by?"

The man is none other than the rising Chinese star in Hong Kong in recent years: the plastic flower king Li Jiacheng, and the woman is his cousin Zhuang Yueming.

After putting down the newspaper, Li Jiacheng said with a smile: "He is a very capable person. He was still living in a squatter-like place last year. He started from scratch in one year. I think his net worth may have exceeded mine."

"How is that possible? The newspapers are talking nonsense, right?" Zhuang Yueming said in disbelief, "It took Cheung Kong Group ten years of hard work to achieve what it has today. How could someone make so much money in just one year? Even selling flour is impossible."

"If anyone had told me this before I read this article, I wouldn't have believed it." Li Jiacheng handed the newspaper to his cousin and said, "But the description of his rise to fame in this article is very reasonable. Take a look first."

"Really?" Zhuang Yueming was still a little unconvinced, but when he saw his cousin's expression, he took the newspaper and read it carefully.

After a while, she slowly put down the newspaper and said in surprise, "So the sticky note is from Hong Kong. I never thought of this. No wonder you said his net worth is higher than yours."

Li Jiacheng nodded and said: "In terms of factory scale, it may not be as big as the current Cheung Kong Group, but this sticky note is amazing. The market potential cannot be said to be greater than that of plastic flowers, but they have an exclusive patent, and only he can produce it, and he has the final say on the price.

Unlike us, although plastic flowers also sell well, we can only maintain a relatively low profit, otherwise the orders may be snatched away by others."

Although the plastic flowers made by Cheung Kong Industries are more beautiful, with the development of time, other factories have gradually developed their own or even purchased other technologies, so that they can also make similar plastic flowers, at most slightly worse.

This has resulted in competitiveness being less than before.

Zhuang Yueming said: "This has a patent, so we can really make money without doing anything. But this kind of invention cannot be achieved by hard work alone. We can't imitate Yang Wendong."

"No need to imitate." Li Jiacheng's eyes revealed a hint of firmness, and he said, "The company has made a lot of money in the past two years. I plan to enter the real estate industry."

"Real estate? This is indeed good, but are you sure?" Zhuang Yueming asked.

"I compared real estate and shipping, and real estate is much safer." Li Jiacheng said: "Since several other plastic factories in Hong Kong have also made plastic flowers, although they are not as good as ours, I also know that plastic flowers cannot make money forever. Even if its market will always exist, we no longer have any unique advantages.

We have been in the plastics industry for ten years, but have not achieved much. We still don’t have a product that can be said to be stable in the long term, so I decided to change careers, and now I have some money in hand.”

Zhuang Yueming nodded and said, "Compared to shipping, real estate is indeed much safer. At least you can still collect rent even if the house prices fall."

Li Jiacheng also said: "Yes, but we still have to take it slow. Although I know that I am not good at factories, I can see that Hong Kong's industry will definitely develop.

So I plan to use the existing funds to invest in industrial land properties first. Although industrial land will also be affected by the real estate cycle, as long as Hong Kong's industry does not decline, it will not fall as badly as residential and commercial properties.

Moreover, the lease of industrial real estate is long-term, which can provide very stable income.”

"Double protection?" Zhuang Yueming smiled and said, "This is really a good idea. Do you plan to start with it soon?"

"Wait a little longer. Investing in the real estate industry definitely requires cooperation with banks." Li Jiacheng said, "Liao Chong Hing Bank has invited me to attend the banquet, and representatives from other banks will also attend.

I can test the bank's attitude first and then look for a suitable bank to cooperate with."

Zhuang Yueming nodded and said, "This is a good idea."

Li Jiacheng glanced at the newspaper in Zhuang Yueming's hand again and said, "I think I might meet this sticky note king soon."

Zhuang Yueming smiled and said, "That's right. You two have been called 'industrial kings' in the past two years."

The University of Hong Kong.

Bai Yujie found her sister, who was still reading an English financial book, holding a newspaper, and said, "Look at this? It turns out that Yang Wendong is a boss and is now known as the King of Post-it Notes."

"Yang Wendong?" Bai Yushan put down the book, a little confused, and took the newspaper and started reading.

After a while, she said, "So that's how it is. I always felt that he was unusual, but I never dared to think in that direction."

Bai Yujie nodded and said, "Who would have thought that he, who is about the same age as us, is already the boss of a large company? I saw in the newspaper that his factory will hire more than 2000 people in the future. It's amazing."

"No wonder it's developing so fast." Bai Yushan thought for a moment and said, "I've used sticky notes before, but I didn't expect it was invented by a Hong Konger."

Bai Yujie asked again: "Sister, he also invented the mouse trap. We have used this thing before. We just throw away the mouse after catching it. This man is really good at inventing things. Do you think the Rubik's Cube is also his invention?"

"This? It's hard for me to say." Bai Yushan was also a little unsure.

If it were before, she would be 100% sure that something like the Rubik's Cube must have been invented by someone who was proficient in mathematics or three-dimensional knowledge, and must have a very high level of education; but now after seeing the description of Yang Wendong's achievements this year, she is not so sure anymore.

Bai Yujie smiled and said, "Forget it, don't say it, sister. Anyway, he may be a big shot in Hong Kong's business community in the future. It may be difficult for us to meet again in the future. Don't dwell on this matter."

"That's right." Bai Yushan also agreed. The newspaper in her hand had already exposed Yang Wendong's identity. He would definitely become a celebrity in Hong Kong. And even though they were elites from the University of Hong Kong, they could only work as ordinary employees in large companies in Hong Kong after graduation. It would be great if they had some ability to be noticed.

Of course, their two families have some advantages, but compared with the various "industrial tycoons" in Hong Kong, the gap is still huge.

In Hong Kong society, the "Post-it Note King" Yang Wendong has also become a topic of discussion among people after dinner.

In Hong Kong society, money is the most important thing. When a person who can build a career from scratch appears, he or she will inevitably become the object of everyone's admiration.

Yang Wendong, who is at the center of the traffic, has been staying at home during this period. He has been surrounded by reporters many times when he moves between his home and the factory. Fortunately, reporters of this era are not as crazy as paparazzi, and there are always a dozen young people around him, so he can easily stop everyone.

After arriving at the factory, I felt completely safe. My life was exactly the same as before, with no changes at all.

"Knock, knock, knock." Wei Zetao knocked on the door and walked in, saying with a smile: "Mr. Yang, I have good news for you."

"What good news?" Yang Wendong asked, "Has the progress of the new factory been accelerated?"

There are currently two major events within Changxing Industrial. The first is the new super factory under construction, and the second is the glue factory located in Tuen Mun.

Relatively speaking, the latter is not so urgent, because it has basically been decided, it is just a matter of time. Although the infrastructure of the chemical plant is small in area, the laying of various pipelines and safety protection infrastructure requires longer time.

The former super factory is much more important. Building it one day earlier is equivalent to starting the money printing machine one day earlier.

Wei Zetao said: "No, the progress of the new factory is already going according to plan. Our equipment needs to be moved upstairs. For safety reasons, we can't speed up. And after the construction is completed, we have to invite a professional construction safety company to inspect the quality before we can move in."

"Okay, safety first." Yang Wendong nodded and asked, "So what's the good news you mentioned?"

Wei Zetao said: "There have been a lot of reports about you in Hong Kong newspapers in the past few days, but starting from today, the popularity of newspapers on the market has begun to decline."

"Oh, really, are you sure?" Yang Wendong asked quickly.

He doesn't want to be in the spotlight all the time, especially now that he is not a super rich man and does not have enough resources to ensure that he can live a normal life and ignore everything even if he is being watched by the media.

Wei Zetao nodded and said, "I contacted Shen Baoxin from Ming Pao, and he told me that although your fame is still there, it will only last for a few days and then decline.

However, the eight characters of "Stick-it King Yang Wendong" have been deeply rooted in people's hearts, so I guess many people in Hong Kong know them."

"It doesn't matter if you know it, as long as you don't know my photo." Yang Wendong said with a smile.

Not to mention that he strictly controls the photos. Even if they are released and appear in the newspapers, few people will really remember his appearance for a long time.

Among the wealthy people in Hong Kong in the past, only Li Jiacheng was very famous. If ordinary people met the other three on the street, they might not be able to recognize them.

Wei Zetao added: "But Shen Baoxin also told me that he wants to interview you. What do you think?"

"Interview?" Yang Wendong waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. At least there's nothing to interview right now. My industry has nothing to do with ordinary Hong Kong citizens. They may not be interested even if I tell them about it.

Besides, the incident with Xiao Long Nu has become such a big deal, how can he still be in the mood to interview me?"

Coincidentally, when Yang Wendong was exposed by Galaxy Daily, Jin Yong's "The Return of the Condor Heroes" was also updated to the plot that made all men so angry that they vomited blood.

So, just like in history, the Ming Pao newspaper office was still splashed with paint, and Jin Yong himself was even threatened by gangs;
You should know that these gangs will basically not take the initiative to cause trouble to famous businessmen or cultural figures, because this group is also wooed by the Hong Kong government;
But it is possible that he was too angry and just blurted out the words out.

Wei Zetao also shook his head and said, "I was also very depressed. I was following the update with peace of mind, but ended up encountering a plot like this. I was so angry that I almost tore up the newspaper that day."

Yang Wendong said with a smile: "I have a guess. Writers like to play tricks. Sometimes they just don't like to go along with the readers. Many novels written by writers have tragic endings, or they end like Xiao Long Nu. But why, I don't know."

Not to mention now, even in the online novels of the past, various novels with cuckold protagonists would appear occasionally.

"Maybe." Wei Zetao nodded and asked, "Then I reject Shen Baoxin?"

Yang Wendong waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I don't care about newspapers like Ming Pao, but Jin Yong is quite famous, so we still have to make friends with him.

So, let me say that I have no intention of accepting the interview for the time being. I will talk about it later. I will give them priority, but I will also have to wait until the matter of Xiao Longnu is over and then put the blame for the delay on them. "

As a time traveler, Yang Wendong knew that Jin Yong's future reputation in the Chinese community would exceed that of all Hong Kong newspapers today combined.

Even if I work in newspaper media one day and become the best in Hong Kong, I will still not be able to compare with Jin Yong in this respect. There is no way. His novels have been read by almost every Chinese, especially when the television industry starts to develop, his status will grow exponentially.

Wei Zetao said: "Okay, but I haven't met Jin Yong in person yet. After this period of time is over, I have to go visit him."

"Well, that's fine. We are partners anyway." Yang Wendong said with a faint smile, "Or maybe we can have dinner together sometime. I'm also very curious about why he wrote about Xiao Long Nu in that way."

"Okay." Wei Zetao agreed, and then said, "Mr. Yang, you will go to Liao Chong Hing Bank to attend their banquet the day after tomorrow. Do you need any other preparations in this regard?"

"I've already prepared the clothes." Yang Wendong paused and said, "Just arrange the car normally when the time comes. I've also already told Liao Liewen that since this is my first time attending a banquet like this, he will follow me a little longer as a little bit of care."

He had attended some similar banquets in his previous life, but it was more than 60 years later. Who knows what the current banquet procedures and rules are? He still needs an "old hand" to lead the way.

Wei Zetao said with a smile: "Well, I hope you can meet more people in the business community. Generally, those who can come to this kind of banquet are all business operators in Hong Kong."

"Yeah, I hope so too." Yang Wendong nodded.

In today's situation, even if he has to keep a low profile to the outside world, it is only to the ordinary media and ordinary people. As for the upper class of Hong Kong, he has the qualifications to participate, so he will naturally join in;
Even if you don't say what you are going to do, you still need to show your face.

Besides, when I started my business in the early days, I deliberately chose to make a new cake in order to avoid competing with people in traditional industries. Now that the cake is made, I have the ability to eat the Hong Kong market itself. Although the value of post-it notes is very high, it is far behind Hong Kong's real estate, finance and other industries.

Day 3 evening:
Yang Wendong took a car to the headquarters of the hotel, where the Liao Chong Hing Bank was holding the banquet.

Many reporters have been taking pictures here. They also saw Yang Wendong, but they didn't know who Yang Wendong was. Considering that he might be just an ordinary guest, they did not waste the expensive film in their hands.

Afterwards, Yang Wendong came to the banquet hall on the 16th floor.

As soon as the elevator opened, Liao Liewen, who was standing at the door, said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, welcome to the banquet of Liao Chong Hing Bank."

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PS: Ask for a monthly ticket~

(End of this chapter)