Chapter 15: Anping Technology Co., Ltd.

Zhao Ping'an felt that he was a person with grand ambitions, at least until yesterday. This is not about having a broad mind; in fact, a farmer's child from a small mountain village finds it difficult to interpret the true meaning of the word 'dream' without having fully opened his horizons.

When he shouldered his backpack and stepped onto the path home, what filled his mind was not the glory of the nation, nor the struggle for the rise of China. He only wanted to give his all to ensure that his family, who had worked hard all their lives, could live a happy life. If

Zhao Ping'an's family is not far from Chongqing, at least not as distant as the Wang family's long-distance migration. If Chongqing had not later been upgraded to a municipality directly under the central government, the area where his family is located could also be considered a sibling with the same roots.

Xinxing Village in Ling Shui County is the place where he was born and raised. You can take a long-distance bus directly from Chongqing to the county seat, and then take one of those privately operated minivans to get home.

Zhao Ping'an's choice to start a business at home is based on two considerations: 

First, while 5 million seems like a lot, in reality, it's quite meager for what he plans to do next. To put it bluntly, inventing and creating is not much different from burning money, so he has to be very free is confident; good wine doesn't fear the depth of the alley, and quality products don't fear not selling.

Secondly, my hometown is truly too poor, so poor that one can hardly see any young people. Every festival, when Zhao Ping'an returns home, the elderly and children who gather at the village entrance treat him as if he were a family member, always holding hands and exchanging warm greetings. Yet behind this strong Therefore, as it can be said, Zhao Ping'an wants to provide those lonely elderly and left-behind children with a stable job, allowing them not to leave their homes and live a life they do not desire.

Zhao Ping'an is not the first college student from the new village, but he is the only hope of the old Zhao family. The family has been hoping that he could find a decent job in the big city and, at best, marry a well-educated and sensible girl to start a family, completely.

Zhao Ping'an's father was so angry that he almost broke his dog's leg. His father's name is Zhao Weiguo, which carries that straightforward and sincere appeal of protecting the family and the country! It's a pity that names like this are becoming increasingly rare nowadays; I wonder if this can be considered another.

His father is the small team leader in the village, possibly the lowest official position under the social welfare system. Although it's a minor role, he is still an official, and perhaps because he has attended a few central ideological work reports, he speaks with much more depth than the average farmer. 

"Zhao Ping'an, listen to me. Although Zhao Weiguo frowned tightly as he nibbled on a plate of dried peanuts while sipping on the homemade old white liquor from Liu Lao'er's house at the village entrance.

Damn, Wang Huilan, is a woman so naturally beautiful that in her lifetime she has only used a basic skincare product and still has fair, smooth skin. No amount of hard work can change that. In her youth, she was praised as the most beautiful flower in the eighteen towns. I don't know.

Wang Huilan saw that the situation had escalated to the point of needing to go to the village committee for an official stamp, so she quickly tried to mediate: "Dad, let Ping An finish speaking first." 

"What's there to say? What's the big deal? Starting a business, is it that easy to start one?" "Do you think buying a bunch of chickens and ducks and then rounding up a couple of pigs and cows counts as starting a business?" Zhao Weiguo didn't seem to be discouraged and said, clearly in his subconscious, that he believed that in a poor rural area like Xinxiang, it was likely possible to undertake such a relatively significant endeavor.

Zhao Ping'an was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, thinking to himself, is he really so disappointing in his father's eyes?

"Dad, you misunderstood. I'm not planning to run a breeding farm. I'm preparing to invest in a tech company, the kind that develops and sells its own products."

"What the hell is that?" After his dad shot him a glare, he quickly caught two sensitive phrases and hurriedly took the initiative to say, "If you're going to invest, invest in yourself. That twenty thousand at home is meant for you to use when you get married, and it absolutely cannot be touched."

"Alright, then! Just say that!" Zhao Ping'an chuckled, feeling a warmth in his heart. Oh, the plight of fathers everywhere!

After successfully getting his stubborn father to admit he was wrong, things became much simpler. In the countryside, there's not much, but there's plenty of land. Zhao Ping'an spent a hefty sum of 100,000 yuan to easily rent a relatively flat piece of wasteland at the eastern edge of the

As a result, Zhao Ping'an suddenly became a landowner.

Not convinced? I challenge you to look it up and see how many individuals in all of China own such a large area of land privately.

Regarding the company's planning, Zhao Ping'an already has a rough design in mind. He found a contractor named Zhao Dazhuang in the neighboring Shuixian County and gave him 800,000 to manage the project himself. The initial construction requirements are not extensive. According to the plan proposed by Zhao Ping'an

Zhao Dazhuang has been a troublemaker since he was young, skipping school and getting involved with society before even finishing elementary school. He couldn't recognize a single character but later learned carpentry. Now, he's doing quite well for himself; it's said that he bought three apartments in the county, and even at that time, he thought, if only his father had sent him to learn carpentry earlier, he might have been able to marry the principal's daughter!

This guy doesn't have a great reputation in the village. I've heard that even with a beautiful daughter-in-law to warm his bed, he's still not satisfied and has taken a mistress on the side. This is something rural folks absolutely despise. However, when it comes to Zhao Ping'an, there's really nothing to

Later, Zhao Ping'an made another trip to the county town and got the business license sorted out. Originally, he intended to simply name it "Ping'an Technology Co., Ltd.," but unfortunately, that name had already been registered by an insurance company. Clearly, they were adopting a "better safe than sorry.

On the day Anping Technology Co., Ltd. was officially listed, Zhao Ping'an personally drove a Wuling Rongguang to the county town to pick up his very first business partner in life—Cao Zheng.

He is also the only one among Zhao Ping'an's four buddies who, after completing the legendary battle of Wang Zhen's pesticide, is still willing to continue fighting alongside him. Even though this guy is truly a bit lazy, Zhao Ping'an acknowledges it. Now that the company has been established, he is

Currently, Zhao Ping'an has no plans to hire anyone. Having a trustworthy person who can fully implement his ideas to be responsible for procuring some necessary equipment is already sufficient. Meanwhile, he needs to hurry up and design the company's first product!

To know that he is both buying land and building factories, the commotion is quite significant, especially in a rural area where even the smallest gossip, like someone's hen laying a double yolk egg, can spread far and wide. This is truly a remarkable piece of news! Right now, it's not just the area around the New Village; even some people in the county seat of Linshui have already heard—Old Zhao's family in the New Village has a college student who has come back to start a business!

Zhao Ping'an is still a bit calm. Ever since he planned that five-story building as an office area, he spends two-thirds of his time there, 24 hours a day. The villagers really don't dare to disturb him, but his father is different. Then there are his seven or eight-a

Zhao Ping was also anxious inside; it wasn't just his family, even the village committee secretary had talked to him several times, expressing strong support for his work. If he didn't make an effort soon, how could he face the elders of Jiangdong?