That's how the day went.
Wu Changfeng was truly impressed.
I was so angry I almost vomited blood.
After leaving Mr. Chen's place, Wu Changfeng immediately visited other factories.
These bosses were very enthusiastic.
Wu Changfeng was treated very well, and no technical specifications were a problem.
But when it comes to prices, they start to go out of control.
Some are priced at 330 each, while others are priced at 350.
There were even some priced at 400 yuan!
From their attitude, Wu Changfeng could tell that they were smiling while hiding a knife. They had offended someone they shouldn't have, hence their uncompromising attitude.
Who did I offend?
Wu Changfeng was new to the area; where had he offended anyone?
Therefore, Wu Changfeng was certain that these motor factories were definitely united as one!
No sooner had I left than Boss Chen started calling, telling them to hold firm on the price so we could all make money together.
"They've got me cornered, this big fish?" Wu Changfeng squinted as he kicked a pebble by the roadside.
I'm a little frustrated!
However, there are very few companies inland that can produce this small motor.
The production speed of state-owned enterprises is really not impressive. They might place an order today, spend six months on research and development, six months on experimentation, and six months on production.
If you delay making money, the lithography machine business will be over by the time you start making money!
It's spinning. It's spinning.
Unbeknownst to Wu Changfeng, he had returned to Boss Chen's place.
Wu Changfeng forced himself to walk in.
We have to talk, whether we want to or not!
As soon as I went upstairs, I heard a familiar voice coming from Mr. Chen's office:
"Fuck your grandpa! You surnamed Chen, if you don't pay me back today, I'll hang myself at your doorstep!"
oops?
Wu Changfeng was taken aback; the voice sounded like Zhong Yutong's loud voice.
I peered through the doorway.
really.
It really is him!
He was holding a hemp rope and swinging it to the ceiling, then standing on a stool to tie a knot.
Some employees gathered around, whispering among themselves:
"He's at it again!"
"Last time they smashed all the old furniture, and they compensated us to replace it with new ones. How adorable!"
"Oh dear, our ceiling is also in bad shape, it'll definitely need to be patched up, we can replace it this time too."
Mr. Chen leaned back lazily on the sofa and stretched out his hand: "I've never seen a hanged person before!"
Zhong Yutong's face turned pale with anger, and he was even a little at a loss.
"You think you're in the right because you owe money?"
Mr. Chen chuckled and said, "I never said I wouldn't pay back the money, did I? Look, I've said it so many times. I'll not only pay back the money, but I'll give you extra. You guys don't want that?"
"Pah! You think you can buy our factory for a million? You're out of your mind, dreaming!"
Boss Chen shrugged: "Then continue, but don't hold back on yourself, be awesome, be awesome!"
"I..." Zhong Yutong was completely bewildered, and angrily put away the rope: "You just wait, watch out tonight! I'll cripple you sooner or later!"
Wu Changfeng scurried out of the Great Xia and waited for Zhong Yutong to come out.
What Wu Changfeng just witnessed made him think there was potential.
What a coincidence! This guy's debt collector is actually Boss Chen!
A short while later, Zhong Yutong came out.
"Hey! Zhong Yutong, over here, come here!"
Zhong Yutong, carrying the rope, looked around for a while, then ran over with a grin: "Brother, you're out?"
Wu Changfeng put his arm around Zhong Yutong's shoulder: "I just saw you trying to hang yourself? With your build, even a rope couldn't withstand that, right?"
"Holy crap!" Zhong Yu jumped up and said, "You saw that? These ropes are all for hanging, and I'm really going to hang myself? That would be stupid."
"Come on, let me treat you to dinner."
"You're a true comrade-in-arms who once camped by the window together, so I won't hold back then."
"Let's go."
The two found a restaurant, where plenty of food and drinks were served.
After a series of rambling and boasting, the two of them got quite drunk.
I have to say, Northeastern men can really drink. They can chug straight from the bottle while telling you jokes.
They might even perform a depth charge.
That belly looks like a bottomless pit, it's really amazing!
Through chatting, Wu Changfeng learned that the submersible motor factory was a small-scale enterprise in the area.
After the reforms began, the factory lost the protection of the planned economy, and its profits plummeted.
The factory manager was scratching his head and talking until his lips were blistered, trying to save the factory from the brink of bankruptcy.
Just then, a Hong Kong businessman, Mr. Chen, approached the submersible motor factory.
This brought the factory manager a lot of orders, who then requested the submersible motor factory to do OEM manufacturing.
This is certainly a good thing.
The cooperation between the two parties went smoothly; one party placed the orders, and the other shipped the goods.
But as time went on, the country decided to start shedding its burdens.
Besides major state-owned enterprises, poorly managed local enterprises have begun to undergo restructuring.
Whether it's introducing new capital, carrying out shareholding reform, or even selling it off, it's all possible.
In Dongshan Province, there even emerged a man known as "Chen Maiguang" (meaning "Chen who sells everything").
The practice of selling off loss-making businesses one by one caused ongoing controversy.
Mr. Chen also set his sights on the submersible motor factory, withholding the 300,000 yuan payment.
It's not that we can't give it; Boss Chen can give 1.3 million yuan in one go, but he requires us to buy the submersible motor factory.
Not only Zhong Yutong disagrees, but all the employees also disagree!
This is cheaper than cabbage!
Without Mr. Chen's orders, the factory immediately became half-dead.
That's why Zhong Yutong came out to collect the debts in order to keep the factory afloat.
Mr. Chen's move can be described as: choking you by the neck and slowly suffocating you to death.
If the business becomes unsustainable, the local government should intervene and forcefully push for its sale.
As the debtor of the submersible motor factory, Mr. Chen is highly likely to have a right of first refusal.
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