Chapter 209 Rising to Fame

Chapter 209 Rising to Fame

Chapter 209 Rising to Fame
On April 4, a more eye-catching news headline appeared on the front pages of Ming Pao and Hong Kong Chinese Daily for the first time: "Exclusive Interview: Post-it Note King Yang Wendong's Entrepreneurial Experience and Future Plans for Hong Kong".

Admiralty, Hong Kong Island:

A car stopped in front of a newsstand. A middle-aged bald man got out of the car and said to the newsstand owner, "Give me some newspapers."

"Okay, Mr. Jia, I picked these newspapers specially for you." The newsstand owner had already prepared them.

He knew this Mr. Jia, a regular customer of the newsstand who came to buy newspapers almost every day. In order to retain his regular customers, he would pick out some valuable newspapers for him and would not dare to add any water to the newspapers.

Boss Jia took the newspaper, left 5 yuan, and returned to his car without asking for change.

"The King of Post-it Notes?" Boss Jia immediately became interested after seeing the title on the cover of the newspaper.

The middle-aged woman next to him also looked over and said, "Yang Wendong? He's been in the news a lot recently. He's in many newspapers."

"Haha, how can it not be high?" Boss Jia said, "The 10,000-person industrial park in Kwun Tong is so shocking. When we were young, if Hong Kong had such an enterprise, how could we have suffered so much?"

"Yes, let me see." The middle-aged woman also wanted to see the contents.

Boss Jia picked one up and said, "This Ming Pao has the same content as the Hong Kong Chinese Daily. You can read Ming Pao. It just so happens that you also like to read Jin Yong's novels."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "You just like to read Gu Long's works?"

"No, I just don't like 'Legend of the Condor Heroes' very much. 'The Return of the Condor Heroes' and 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' are still pretty good," Boss Jia replied.

The two of them stopped worrying about their novel hobbies and started reading seriously. After a while, Boss Jia said, "This sticky note king is really ambitious. He said he would create tens of thousands of jobs in the future. Wouldn't that be more than Jardine Matheson, Swire, and Wheelock?"

The middle-aged woman said: "So what if we have more than them? Who says Chinese-owned companies can't compare to British-owned companies?
We Chinese are so lucky to have such a talented person. It will provide jobs to tens of thousands of people, and maybe in a few years, many people will be able to move out of their squatter huts.”

"Well, he was born in a slum, but after he became successful in starting his own business, he devoted himself to moving other compatriots out of the slums. He is much better than we were back then." Boss Jia was full of emotion.

The middle-aged woman laughed and said, "You still want to compete with Yang Wendong, haha."

"What are you laughing at? We have the same aspirations, except that we are not as capable as others." Boss Jia paused and continued, "However, the newspaper said that Yang Wendong is optimistic about the electronics industry. I think it's good too. Radios are selling very well now. How about we give it a try?"

"Well, it's really good. Anyway, we just need to buy some things to assemble it." The middle-aged woman nodded.

"Then let's go and investigate." Boss Jia quickly started the car, leaving the newsstand owner with a trail of black air.

Kwun Tong, squatter area:

A man was shouting loudly to a group of young people who had gathered together. In his hand, there was a notebook with a lot of things recorded on it.

A young man from the squatter raised his hand and asked, “How can we work in the factory if we can’t read?”

"Of course you can. This is the welfare of the squatters that Changxing Group has taken special care of." The man said loudly, "You can work as porters or simple assemblers, in short, doing manual labor.

It’s a bit tiring, but it’s better than working at the docks and general warehouses. I get paid on time every month, and I also have food and a place to live.”

"Is there a place to stay?" A group of people were suddenly in an uproar, and another person asked: "Will you give us a place to stay?"

The leading man replied, "Yes, it is in the dormitory building next to the factory. It is a large dormitory with a small bed and a small cabinet for each person. It is much better than the shack you live in now. At least you don't have to worry about wind and rain.

But there are a lot of rules, especially regarding safety, and anyone who violates them will be fired.”

"Buzz buzz buzz~~" Dozens of people below started discussing with each other, and the person above said, "Please help publicize this matter as well."

Then the man walked down from the high rock.

"Liming?" A familiar voice came from behind. Zhao Liming turned around and smiled, "Haoyu, how are you doing?"

"We have notified some of them." Lin Haoyu said, "But this area of ​​huts is not small, I guess we won't be able to notify everyone today." Zhao Liming nodded, "Yes, it's bigger than where we used to live in Tsim Sha Tsui, and this is the size after the fire last year."

Lin Haoyu added: "What Brother Dong said is true. Even if the newspapers publicize it, many people in the squatter settlement don't know about this situation."

"Normal. Three years ago, we didn't know how to read and didn't have enough bread to eat. Would you spend money to buy newspapers?" Zhao Liming asked back, "Only Dong Ge knew how to read at that time. He only knew a little about the outside world by picking up newspapers that others had read."

Lin Haoyu sighed and said, "Yeah, we lived like this a few years ago, but now I feel like I've almost forgotten it."

"Stop talking. Brother Dong's goal is to ensure that at least one person in each family of these squatters can have a job." Zhao Liming was full of energy and said, "I feel very happy just thinking about this goal."

"Me too." Lin Haoyu agreed and said, "Just looking at the size of this hut, I'm afraid Brother Dong's industrial park may not be able to recruit enough people, and we can't recruit all the people from here. We can only take care of it a little bit."

"Let's take it step by step." Zhao Liming said, "Look at the newspapers about Dong Ge's future. He plans to expand it several times. Maybe it will work."

"Haha, yes." Lin Haoyu said with a smile: "Let's go, Brother Dong trusts us, so he gave us this task to take charge of. The more we work, the happier we are."

When they saw so many children and young people, they felt like they were seeing their former selves. Being able to help them find jobs also gave them a great sense of accomplishment.

Zhao Liming added: "By the way, Sister Yiyi is about to give birth, right?"

"Yes, maybe next month." Lin Haoyu said, "We also need to prepare some small gifts."

"Uh-huh."

The popularity of the Ten Thousand People Industrial Park was driven by newspapers and some human efforts. The former informed almost all literate classes in Hong Kong, and the latter informed the lowest class of people who were illiterate but could also convey the news.

At the end of April, Changxing Industrial built a 4-square-foot (1000-square-meter) reception center in front of its Kwun Tong factory and began interviewing future factory workers on a large scale.

As the news spread, a large number of people came here. Every morning, there were thousands of people surrounding the entrance. As a last resort, Changxing Industry also invited the local police station to maintain public order and avoid stampedes.

There are several types of interviews. One type is for skilled workers or those with high literacy. This type is the foundation of the factory and must have high mandatory requirements.
The other type is to recruit ordinary people, and they also give priority to young people, but they tend to be more inclined towards squatters or poor people. As for the identification method, it is not very accurate, but such people are generally very thin.
"All the information must be true. Anyone who falsifies it will be fired if found out." A man holding a loud speaker shouted: "If you can't read, you can let our people record it, or you can ask our journalist friends here to help you."

In a small place like Hong Kong, with dozens of newspapers, any trivial matter will attract attention, not to mention the thousands of people who gather here for interviews every day.

A young reporter was standing on a high place, taking pictures. Someone behind him said, "There are so many people here. It feels like there are thousands of people every day."

"Yes, an industrial park for 10,000 people is not enough." The reporter nodded.

The person behind him said, "But I guess there are some people who come here every day."

The reporter replied, "It's normal. Changxing Industrial has been guiding people to come once. You know, at noon on the first day, the senior executives saw that many people hadn't eaten for a long time, so they distributed some steamed buns. As a result, the number of people who came the next day was almost overwhelming, so they didn't dare to distribute them anymore."

"A steamed bun? I don't know whether I should laugh or not." The person behind him sighed.

The reporter also said: "Yes, but it has been much better in recent years. I am going to interview a few people. The current reports about Yang Wendong are all analyzed from too high an angle;

I want to write an article about the impact of the 10,000-person industrial park on ordinary people from the perspective of ordinary people. What do you think? "

The people behind him praised and said, "Good idea."

"Then I'll go." The reporter said, and went to look for the target.

The impact of the 10,000-person Industrial Park continues. After Jin Yong’s exclusive interview, many reporters began to contact Changxing Group, wanting to conduct another interview.

Yang Wendong also moderately selected two of the larger ones for interviews. One was Galaxy Daily, which was much larger than Ming Pao, and the other was the English newspaper South China Morning Post.
The content of the interview is basically the same as Jin Yong's, except for the breadth.

After the contents of the two newspapers were reported, Yang Wendong's fame in Hong Kong also expanded rapidly, and he seemed to be on the path to becoming the next generation of top Chinese business tycoon.

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