"Everyone's gone. What did Boss Xu want to say?" Master Wei asked unhurriedly, taking a sip of tea from his teacup.
That's quite an air of nonchalance, it's incredibly carefree.
Xu Xiangyang mentally grumbled a few words, then said calmly, "Master Wei, I'm fine. Didn't we say before that we wanted to squeeze out the City Center District and the West District?"
He went to check it out today, and business was really bad.
However, Xu Xiangyang felt that Master An would definitely not let this go so easily.
Seeing others making money, wouldn't that guy be green with envy?
Mr. Wei raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "That's true, but their business isn't doing well now. Judging from the results, they'll be squeezed out in less than six months."
Although what he said was correct, Xu Xiangyang was still not satisfied.
However, upon further reflection, it makes sense. After all, they've been in business for decades. How could they just suddenly stop?
He glanced at Master Wei. On the surface, this man seemed to be a cooperative partner. But who knew what he was really thinking behind the scenes?
Society is simple; it's people who are complicated!
They appear genuinely sincere on the surface, but behind your back they're playing mind games.
Xu Xiangyang thought for a moment and said, "Master Wei, let's not beat around the bush. I want to speed things up and get them out of the black market in Xincheng completely."
He had been thinking about this for a long time. Rather than waiting for someone to take dirty tricks, he decided to strike first.
No matter what he wants, this matter has to be resolved, otherwise he won't be able to sleep well at night, always feeling like someone is trying to stab him in the back.
Having experienced the skills of those trained fighters like Xiao Hai, he no longer wanted to put himself in danger.
Master Wei remained unmoved by his words, put down his teacup, and then smiled and said, "Boss Xu, you make it sound so easy. They are all long-time residents of the new city. How could they be squeezed out just like that?"
His tone was calm, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes. How could he so easily utter such boastful words?
He's still too young...
Xu Xiangyang didn't say anything, he just looked at him.
He wondered to himself whether he should deal with this weird, stinky old man as well.
He looks down on people? He still looks down on people?
When Master Wei saw the young man's eyes looking somewhat malicious, his heart skipped a beat.
What's going on? Is he going to cause some kind of upheaval?
Before he could say anything, Xu Xiangyang spoke up, but what he said startled him.
"Master Wei, do you think I'd be finished without you guys? Tomorrow I'll show you whether I have the ability or not..."
After saying that, Xu Xiangyang left without looking back.
Master Wei stared blankly as he left, and when he came to his senses, he felt somewhat embarrassed and angry.
"Bang……"
He threw the teacup onto the door frame, where it shattered on the floor.
He's just a brat in his early twenties. You call him "boss" and he actually thinks he's something special?
Master Wei's face was ashen, and his fists were clenched tightly.
A man rushed in from outside, saw that he looked unwell, and said, "Master Wei, should we go and deal with him?"
"No need." Master Wei raised his hand, signaling him not to chase after them.
"You're just going to let him go like that?" The man looked incredulous. He was so angry, why didn't he take action?
Master Wei sneered and said in an icy tone, "I'd like to see how he manages to turn the world upside down!"
Do you have that ability?
He sat down, a disdain on his face. "Xu Xiangyang? Just because he has a good source of goods, he thinks he's invincible, huh?"
That's ridiculous.
...
Xu Xiangyang left Master Wei's courtyard—no, that old man Wei! That damned old man.
He rolled his eyes and then rode his bicycle home.
This is definitely not over yet!
In the middle of the night, Xu Xiangyang found a house and saw that the drain was not blocked, so he used a small mouse to enter the yard.
When he came out again, he had a satisfied expression on his face.
He then repeated the process twice more before leisurely heading home.
Now we'll just have to wait for the good news tomorrow and get ready to watch the excitement!
When he woke up the next morning, it was already past nine o'clock. Wasn't that past work hours? He quickly changed his clothes and went to the factory to check.
But nothing much has been happening lately. When I arrived, I just looked around and then stayed in the office.
I wish I hadn't come. I got up early only to find out there's no market today.
After glancing at the time, he thought for a moment and decided to go check out the black market.
That won't do; he's still hoping to watch the show.
Before he could even leave the house, there was a knock on the office door.
Xu Xiangyang frowned slightly and said calmly, "Please come in."
The door opened, and a stranger walked in.
He was probably in his thirties, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and his hair was neatly combed.
"Hello, are you Director Xu?" he said with a smile as he entered the room.
Xu Xiangyang nodded. "Who are you? What can I do for you?"
Judging from their appearance, they shouldn't be people I know. Even if I had seen them before, I would have some impression of them.
But he had no recollection of it; he had never seen it before.
"Hello, hello, I'm Fang Luohong, the director of our Xincheng Textile Factory." The man walked over and greeted him warmly.
Xu Xiangyang remained expressionless, stood up and walked over, "Director Fang, please sit down."
Fang Luohong sat opposite him, a smile on her face the whole time.
Xu Xiangyang poured him a glass of water. "Did Director Fang want to see me about something?"
Actually, he probably had a pretty good idea of what was going on. He had previously discussed cooperation with the textile factory, but then there had been no further news.
It would be strange if they hadn't asked, and since they hadn't gone to the textile factory to place an order, they probably already knew what was going on.
Fang Luohong looked embarrassed and said, "Director Xu, there was a misunderstanding before. Our director in charge of negotiations didn't know that we had adjusted the price back, so he gave your factory a high price for the fabric."
This was our oversight, and we are truly sorry. We hope you won't hold it against us.
Xu Xiangyang shook his head. "I didn't care. Whether the price goes up or what, it's all up to you. If the price is right, we'll buy; if not, we won't."
Although it would be more convenient to place orders here, he didn't want to be in a passive position.
Besides, who knows what they mean or what they're thinking?
If even a department head can get the price wrong, what about the future? Who knows what other problems might arise?
Seeing that he looked unwell, Fang Luohong quickly said, "Director Xu, don't take it to heart. We're all from the same factory in Xincheng, we should look after each other."
Upon hearing this, Xu Xiangyang immediately became unhappy. What did he mean by "it should be"?
He replied directly, "Director Fang, do you mean I should patronize your factory's business? What about us? Do you also want to order custom-made garments from our factory?"
There has to be a mutual relationship in everything, right?
We can't just say whatever you say, that would be terrible.
Xu Xiangyang despises people who use moral blackmail the most; he believes that what is rightfully yours and what you owe are rightfully yours.
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