"........"
Master Fuli was at a loss for words, but he wasn't surprised that Lai Foo would do something like this.
After all... Lai Foo had a history with these sorts of things. However, later on, because the basket turned into a painting hung on the door, the whole Doggy was disheartened and withdrew from contact with the outside world.
"Sometimes, I feel it's understandable for a Doggy to guard its food..."
"This is something that I, indeed, find hard to correct. I'm even worried it might invite me to join in..."
"It probably doesn't need correcting. I asked Housekeeper Lin to notify Lai Foo's family. According to Housekeeper Lin's report, they went to see him, armed with a toilet brush," Lin Ying said with a smile, leaving enough room for Master Fuli's imagination.
"As for the meeting in the Imperial Capital, there's really nothing complicated about it. It's just selecting some trustworthy entrepreneurs from the financial sector to form a poverty alleviation alliance to guide certain matters."
"Although I don't want to make assumptions, based on the current economic situation, it seems to be aimed at promoting optimization and adjustment of the industrial structure, mainly focusing on people's livelihoods."
As Lin Ying said this, he seemed to recall something interesting and shared with Master Fuli:
"Speaking of the upstream and downstream of the industrial chain, there's a very interesting matter. Would you like to hear it, Master Fuli?"
"Interesting industrial chain story?" Master Fuli was puzzled and looked at Lin Ying, saying: "Different factories, fighting?"
"Uh...."
Master Fuli's whimsical thought left Lin Ying speechless for a moment, revealing a helpless smile and saying: "Currently, factory fights are relatively rare unless it's a factory where fellow countrymen gather."
What Master Fuli said was quite realistic, but with the optimization of management fees for management strategies, such incidents can be greatly minimized and won't cause major issues.
"What I was talking about in terms of industrial chain fun is, in the eyes of multinational corporations and certain countries, Xia Country is a typical demon—a silent giant that can swallow the sky and the earth... but they have mixed feelings of love and hate."
Lin Ying chuckled and said: "Ever since Russia was pulled apart by enemies, the world order has been set. To increase profits, capitalists have been transferring labor-intensive industries to relatively backward countries."
"Firstly, to reap policy dividends, and secondly, to lower labor costs and welfare benefits."
"Companies with a good compatibility cluster together to form what we call an industrial chain. But this is a delicious trap because multinational corporation's only exist to increase profits...."
"Why do we call it a trap? Because when they transfer, they unite financial predators and floating capital along with national forces to carry out a national-level financial harvest of that region, cutting the host's throat with one stroke...."
"This style of play in America has dedicated curricula and research institutes—in short, it's about controlling the economy of another country through financial capital and industry, thus transforming into a perpetual harvest machine."
"Support, harvest, and exit, moving on to the next. In a world tour, back to square one, wealth continues to appreciate throughout the process until the first supported country has reverted to the agricultural era, and the game begins anew."
"This is a disguised form of land rent collection."
Lin Ying smiled and said: "And what I'm talking about as interesting and Xia's demon theory is built on this."
"Before multinational corporations enter Xia Country, we have crafted an excellent ecosystem, so they can start earning as soon as they settle in. Xia Country first developed the eastern coastal areas. When the industrial chain wanted to flee, they suddenly realized that Xia's central region had lower wages, better infrastructure, and highly qualified workers, moving just a few hundred kilometers could earn plenty."
"On one side, wasteland-like farmland; on the other, a relocation that cuts costs and boosts short-term profits. Capital has no emotions; its purpose is to bake the cake!"
"Once the cake stops growing, it dies. Therefore, entering Xia Country for multinational corporations is like putting a nose ring or the golden hoop on the Monkey King, willingly moving from the east to the west to help Xia Country develop....."
"This is the origin of Xia's demon theory. Once they enter Xia Country, their financial harvesting scythes will cause internal conflicts due to internal interest distribution."
"They make the cake, but what we are good at is relatively balanced cake distribution."
"Sometimes, the donations we see aren't because the capital wants to donate, but because they've gone too far and are forced to distribute grain to pacify the people."
Lin Ying showed a thoughtful expression and said: "The content of our upcoming meeting at the Imperial Capital is centered around upgrading the industry in its original region after the industrial transfer."
"We need to make significant investments there, cooperating with some sectors I can't speak of to assist in strategic structuring."
"By then, it should be quite interesting, right?"
Master Fuli thought for a moment, furrowing his brow and asking Lin Ying: "So does this mean you...?"
"No!"
"The Lin family's three generations' effort is precisely for this!" Lin Ying denied Master Fuli's speculation: "From our standpoint, wealth is meaningless; they're just numbers."
"The name of an entrepreneur is nice, but it doesn't bring us 'orderly inheritance.'"
"What the Lin family in Xia Country pursues has never been the wealth numbers in the literal sense, but the name of 'social wealth managers' that come from the people and return to the people."
"Wealth is already enough, enough for our entire clan to indulge in luxury until doomsday. What we're aiming for is a seat."
Lin Ying explained in simple terms, sharing with Master Fuli the core strategy of the Lin clan in Xia Country.
This is well-known but a matter that everyone remains silent about.
Sitting in a position on that war chariot ensures one's wealth is passed down orderly, rather than prioritizing immediate gains and losses.
Even if one day the chariot breaks down.
The passengers can safely jump out, and before that day comes, the passengers are the mightiest sword and shield.
But not everyone can get on board.
The Lin Clan, ever since Lin Ying's grandfather returned to the country, has used three generations' time to establish a stance and earn trust.
The passengers are natural allies, though they're also led around by the nose to surrender a portion of their rights and interests, they've handed in their pledge and gained [orderly inheritance].
"Hmm..."
Master Fuli crossed his arms, pondering what Lin Ying had said, summarizing and refining it:
"The Lin Group... is it now eating the imperial grain?"
"Not exactly, to be accurate, it's, 'eat the king's grain, bear the king's worries...'" Lin Ying said with a smile, looking at Master Fuli: "That's what our Lin family hopes for."
The ultimate goal of Grandmaster Lin is to build a secure rear, willing to trade interests for it.
Overseas Lin clan members are reluctant to become passengers.
After the final distribution of interests among Grandmaster Lin and the local lords, they transform back into their own chariots.
There might be an internal slaughter first, or perhaps one final union to finish off the whole world, wrecking it completely before achieving the ultimate evolution and transformation of capitalism.
All countries are wary of those lunatics.
The halt of the expansion of the cake is terrifying, as it might fracture their own interests and alliances.
"......" Master Fuli looked at Lin Ying, a sweat drop appearing on his face: "Can these things be talked about? And can I even hear them? Aren't you afraid of eavesdroppers?"
"Master Fuli should know these things." Lin Ying didn't explain anything, just smiled at Master Fuli.
Master Fuli: "........"