Li Lin sat on the sofa in Qian Lingyun's office and reported to Qian Lingyun in a calm tone, "Mayor Qian, I think there is something wrong with these two people. They seem to be very familiar with Pingyang City's debt situation. Moreover, they even took the initiative to propose to find a way to lend money to the city to complete this investment."

Hearing this, Qian Lingyun also fell into deep thought. After thinking through some issues, he said doubtfully, "It is a bit strange, but..."

He smiled and continued, "If they can really help us solve the 2 billion funding problem, I think it's not a bad thing. Think about it, we only need to pay a little interest to facilitate the asset restructuring of the cotton mill, and thousands of laid-off workers can return to work immediately... Why not do it?"

"I'm afraid things are not that simple. Since they are so financially capable, why don't they own 100% of the cotton mill? Why do they insist on letting the municipal government hold 40% of the shares? This doesn't make sense," Li Lin questioned.

"Your concerns are justified, but the road ahead is dark, so let's take it one step at a time. I suggest that you continue talking to Ren Jianghai and Liao Xiaoqiang along their lines. As long as you can find a way to borrow the 2 billion, I think it's not impossible for the government to hold shares." Qian Lingyun said after careful consideration.

Qian Lingyun was always concerned about the thousands of laid-off workers, and he wanted to give it a try if there was any possibility.

Although Li Lin found out Ren Jianghai's background through Hou Yaodong and knew that his intentions were not pure, all of this was just speculation. He could not use these unconfirmed things to persuade Qian Lingyun to give up this investment.

All he can do now is to be careful and avoid falling into traps.

Li Lin nodded and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I know what to do."