Huang Youwei stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, lit another one, and slowly said, "Are you sure you want to go from being an entrepreneur to a capitalist?"
“I want to do something, but I need support. It can't be that I say I want help, you talk about the market, I talk about the market, you talk about face—isn't that just being a scoundrel? You're noble and clean, and when you need to boost the economy, I'm your brother. But when you want to be clean, I'm the one being suppressed.” Lu Feng stared at him and said, “You still talk to me about manufacturing revitalizing the nation? Have you no shame?”
Huang Youwei laughed when he heard this. He knew that what the two of them wanted was different from now on.
"Let's put aside personal relationships now, and there are no personal relationships between us. I still hope you can do what you originally wanted to do, and that's what I'd like to see. I support what you said about the technology, industry, and trade. It would be a pity if Jiafeng didn't exist, but it's definitely not something that will stop the progress of the times. I'm not here today because of you. This era doesn't lack Lu Feng, but it really needs a Jiafeng right now." Huang Youwei said, smoking a cigarette. "I can make concessions, but not much. On this matter, I cannot compromise!"
“You keep saying Jiafeng is important, but in the end, he’s not as important as your own future.” Lu Feng scoffed. “Sure enough, everyone is quite selfish.”
“You will pay 70% of the construction cost of the signal tower, and your equity will remain unchanged.” Huang Youwei ignored Lu Feng’s words and said, “The ten-year contract has been doubled from the original amount to 1.5 times, so your total investment has decreased.”
Lu Feng was dissatisfied with the result and shook his head, saying, "I don't accept it. I'm not considering interests right now, only emotions. Anyway, I'm not short of money. As for whether Jia Feng lives or dies, I don't care!"
Huang Youwei stared at Lu Feng without saying a word for a long time before finally asking, "Are you angry with me?"
“It’s not about being stubborn. You used to be the CEO of a state-owned enterprise, and I’m the CEO of a private enterprise. Since we don’t have any feelings left, let’s put it on the table. Over the years, I’ve seen all kinds of CEOs and beaten them all. There’s no reason for me to lose to you,” Lu Feng said, looking at him.
“Don’t think that pushing this forward is necessary for me. Even if it ultimately falls through, it won’t affect me in the slightest. In fact, my reputation will be better off than it is now.” Huang Youwei said firmly, “I’m just concerned about you and don’t want everyone to be in such an awkward situation.”
Lu Feng remained silent, and the scene fell into silence. Huang Youwei stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, stood up without a word, and left. As he pushed open the door and walked out, Lu Feng's eyes involuntarily glanced at him. If the other party really left, and he went back to find him, the initiative would no longer be in his own hands.
This is a test of resolve. Huang Youwei is betting that Lu Feng will not be willing to give up Jiafeng over this matter, while Lu Feng is betting that Huang Youwei will destroy such a good company as Jiafeng by making a small concession.
Huang Youwei walked quickly and decisively, closing the door as soon as he left the private room. He took two steps forward, his expression showing slight struggle, and he scratched his head vigorously with both hands, looking quite uncomfortable.
Lu Feng sat there silently calculating the time in his mind. It would take about a minute to get from the private room to downstairs. If the other party didn't come back within thirty seconds, he would have to chase after them. If he was ten or eight seconds slower, he wouldn't be able to catch up.
Time ticked by, and nothing was more agonizing than playing against someone who knew you well. It was like two brothers fighting to the end; all that mattered was who cared more.
Lu Feng glanced at his watch and decided to give himself a way out. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door. He quickly sat back down. The door was pushed open, and Huang Youwei stood in the doorway, looking at Lu Feng and saying, "I'll give you another 50% at most, or you can suggest other conditions. This is my bottom line."
“This is the last time. I don’t want things to get ugly. No matter what Jiafeng’s fate is, I will be there for it. Whether it’s a 30/70 investment ratio, or 3.5 or 6.5, it doesn’t matter. What I want is a license, a mobile phone manufacturing license.” Lu Feng stated his conditions.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
