He Yuxiang chose to back down, but Yang Weibin from Hong Kong pressed him relentlessly, directly instructing the banks in Hong Kong to force He Yuxiang to repay the money, because his television sales were currently too poor and he might not be able to pay it back.

So, make him pay back the money early!

When He Yuxiang received the debt collection call, his eyes darkened. "I'm sorry, I will repay on time, but there is too much stock in the factory right now, so I can't repay early. If I have a surplus later, I will definitely give it to you first."

It's unusual for bank staff to demand payment in advance, so they couldn't be too forceful in their demands. Instead, at Yang Weibin's request, they made three phone calls to harass him in one day.

He Yuxiang even wanted to unplug the phone line.

That evening, I went to the warehouse and looked at a bunch of TV sets that hadn't been shipped out yet, and I had a terrible headache.

Yang Weibin seized the market for black and white televisions by offering them at a price 30 yuan lower.

The TV and remote control were so cheap because Yang Weibin gave them a 300 yuan discount that they couldn't even get a chance to show their faces.

But if he sells all of these at low prices, he will earn significantly less money, and he will still need to invest in research and development, which is not conducive to the development of the television factory.

More importantly, if he were to engage in a price war with Yang Weibin, who is worth hundreds of millions, he would only have a maximum of 20 million in his pocket, which would include the goods in front of him.

Yang Weibin has money to play with.

He, on the other hand, will be played to death.

He Yuxiang rubbed his temples and walked wearily toward his office. Actually, he wasn't short of money in his accounts.

After all, it's only been a month, so it won't break us no matter what. But keeping the TV factory running is more important. As for the bank money... we'll talk about that later.

He Yuxiang sat quietly in his office until dawn, pondering how to retaliate against Yang Weibin. He also called the president of the Hong Kong Chamber of Commerce to ask him what Yang Weibin had been up to lately.

When Zeng Xinhou heard him ask Yang Weibin, he said, "Your aunt cut off one of his sources of income. His three cargo ships worth tens of millions are gone, which is why he has been targeting you like crazy lately."

Why is my aunt targeting him?

He Yuxiang felt that his aunt had a lot of enemies, so much so that she usually had no time to pay attention to them and just charged forward. In any case, as long as she was strong enough, those scheming and despicable people would avoid her.

Zeng Xinhou looked up at the office ceiling at a 45-degree angle and said quietly, "Because of men."

He Yuxiang frowned: "A man?"

Zeng Xinhou shook his head. "You don't need to know. You should tell your aunt that you're being targeted."

He risked everything for his beloved.

How could we let Director Chen's nephew know about this?

Recently, Director Chen is establishing an exchange and wields considerable power. He wants to maintain a good relationship with Director Chen and wouldn't let the gains or losses of He Yuxiang's small factory cause Director Chen to have a bad impression of him.

After hanging up the phone, He Yuxiang hesitated for a long time before calling his aunt.

My daughter, Xiaoyu, went to participate in a competition.

His younger siblings have a long commute to school and need to leave early. His uncle is always quick to arrive early, so if he's still home around 7:30, there's probably no one else there but his aunt. He then directly asks, "What man are you targeting Yang Weibin for?"

He Yuan: "..."

For whom did Chen Qing act?

Which man?!

Chen Qing was still enjoying her breakfast when she noticed He Yuan's resentful gaze and instinctively raised her hands in surrender: "What's wrong with me?"

What did she do to offend He Yuan?

The reason He Yuan didn't go to work this morning was because the two of them had to attend the same meeting, so He Yuan waited for her to leave.

He Yuxiang noticed his aunt's distant voice and covered the microphone in alarm.

he……

Could it be that he said that to his uncle?

We're doomed!

He Yuan asked, "Was it Acheng who she targeted Yang Weibin for?"

"Cough cough cough—"

Chen Qing nearly choked to death.

Seeing her cough, He Yuan patted her back and poured her water, saying irritably, "Why don't you ask the man you paid such a high price for to pour you water?"

Chen Qing patted his chest for a while before saying, "Heaven and earth bear witness, I didn't do that."

"Heh." He Yuan sneered.

Chen Qing glanced at his watch: "It seems we have to go to a meeting. I'm one of the meeting chairs, so it wouldn't be good to be late."

Seeing that she was avoiding the topic, He Yuan, even though he believed she wouldn't do anything reckless, still turned his head away in discomfort: "I'll get in the car first."

"Okay, I'll open the car door for you. Hey, wait for me..."

Chen Qing'er Kang's hand.

Seeing that he had already left, she quickly picked up the phone and said to He Yuxiang, "Do you even know how to talk? And why did you have to ask about Yang Weibin? Never mind, let's talk about it when I get back tonight. I have to go to a meeting."

He Yuxiang did not say a word.

The call had already been disconnected.

He didn't say much, since his uncle was extremely jealous, and his uncle would definitely be uncomfortable if he said that.

He Yuxiang took a nap during the day, went back to work, and then stayed by the phone all night.

Chen Qing and He Yuan didn't get home until almost 10 p.m. He Yuan made a phone call without saying a word.

Chen Qing tried to talk to He Yuxiang with difficulty: "What's wrong with you? Why did you ask about Yang Weibin?"

“He’s been engaging in malicious competition lately, deliberately lowering prices to target me. My TVs are all piling up in the warehouse. I was just chatting with Chairman Zeng to ask him what’s been going on, and I realized you’re deliberately targeting him and cutting off his source of income.”

He Yuxiang explained it in great detail.

The purpose was for my uncle to hear.

A fierce glint flashed in Chen Qing's eyes: "I will warn him to restrain himself. The situation is not clear this year. You'd rather earn less money than do something reckless, do you hear me?"

He Yuxiang was so tired of hearing it that his ears were practically calloused.

If it weren't for his aunt's repeated warnings, he would have already taken drastic measures against Yang Weibin.

"I know, but what happened between you and Yang Weibin?"

Is it really that things have turned so tense just because the cooperation didn't go through? This has caused Yang Weibin to lose tens of millions of yuan, isn't that going too far?

Chen Qing: "Nothing much."

It's not that she doesn't want to talk.

It is absolutely impossible to say.

How badly did Secretary Yang and his son Yang Weibin harm He Yuxiang? His maternal grandparents were killed by Secretary Yang, and Xiao Yu was almost poisoned to death. Every move they made was just to coerce He Yuxiang out of his gold. It was fortunate that He Yuxiang had no one to take revenge on after Secretary Yang died, but now that Secretary Yang's son is still alive, He Yuxiang, being a vengeful person, will definitely seek revenge.

It would be too dangerous for him to seek revenge.

Chen Qing didn't want him to take any risks.

He Yuxiang sensed that his aunt was hiding something from him, but since she would handle it, he naturally wouldn't say anything more: "Then you should try to appease your uncle. I'm going to work."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qing immediately turned to He Yuan and said, "I'll tell you everything."

He Yuan felt he was already quite mature. He had been in meetings all day and had given Chen Qing a lot of face, without throwing any tantrums. So he said calmly, "It doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

Chen Qing: "..."

If she dares not to speak.

He Yuan's sarcastic and unsettling demeanor will remain. (End of Chapter)