"You better tell me the truth. If anything really happens, I'll fight for the death penalty for you!"
"What you're saying is, we're just trying to find a way to make some money." Lu Feng explained the whole story, putting a hand behind Huang Youwei's back, and said, "We just hope you can go in and say a few words to this Zhuang Yuntian to help us out!"
"Impossible!" Huang Youwei's face was grave, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Absolutely impossible. What kind of person am I? To help you deceive people? Are you crazy or am I crazy? I knew you were up to no good. This is illegal, it's called contract fraud, you know?"
"What fraud? He willingly became a sucker. It's not that we won't pay him back, we'll just take his money and use it for a while, and pay him back when we have the money. This isn't illegal fundraising, is it? And this isn't a local company, is it? I've kept your words in mind, and I haven't committed any of those crimes!"
Huang Youwei leaned back in the car and took deep breaths. He knew this thing was no good and was bound to cause trouble. The electronics factory had become his pride and joy, and he had to mention it every time he went to a meeting in the provincial capital.
If this gets exposed as a problem, it's like slapping him in the face!
"Can't you just run your business peacefully and honestly?" Huang Youwei said earnestly.
“Which entrepreneur has built their business honestly?” Lu Feng looked at him and said, “Do you think this is a state-owned enterprise? If you lose money, you can just lose money because there are people backing you up. If I had even a slightly pure heart, I would be dead. Mr. Huang, you have experience in running a business, you should understand my current predicament. I used 150 million to leverage such a big piece of the pie, and the mortgage loan contract I signed with the bank is still there. Once it stops operating, I will be completely finished.”
"Even if you go bankrupt, you still have Jiaming Foods. You're still a tycoon, Mr. Lu. We may be familiar with each other, but if you try to trick me into this, I'll really turn against you. I'm going back." Huang Youwei said, turning to leave.
Lu Feng wasn't about to let him go, so he grabbed him and lifted him up in his arms.
"Let go of me, you fucking bastard! Do you know what you're doing right now?"
"You have to help with this. I don't need you to give me a definite answer, just a general one." Lu Feng put him down next to the car, grabbed his arm, and said, "You have to help today whether you like it or not!"
"Do you know what you're saying? Let me tell you, I can put you in jail with a phone call right now. This is kidnapping!"
“I could still go to Hong Kong and fool a few idiots, but there’s no time left in the domestic market. It’s time to either succeed or die trying. So be it. You’re the fish on the chopping block now!” Lu Feng stared at him and said in a deep voice, “I can go to jail. I don’t believe you don’t have any enemies, and I don’t believe that no one will investigate you if I just say a few things without your knowledge.”
Huang Youwei's expression softened upon hearing this. This was truly a lose-lose situation. He reached out and patted Lu Feng on the shoulder, saying, "Why make things so tense? We're all in this for mutual benefit. This is a recipe for disaster!"
“No problem. It’s a shell company, it has nothing to do with me. It’s normal for you to have a few drinks and say a few things when you’re drunk. There are only three people in the private room. Once you leave this room, the contract you sign will have nothing to do with you.” Lu Feng looked at him and said, “I know this is a difficult matter for you. After it’s done, I can buy you a villa or something in Hong Kong so you can go on vacation.”
Looking at the bustling night view, Huang Youwei sighed and said, "You entrepreneurs have it tough too, everyone has it tough, I can understand that, but I don't want to see this kind of tactic of yours again."
"Don't worry, I know who I am. I'm just a nobody. I've seen the lines of people waiting outside your office every day. Lots of people want to be your nobody." Lu Feng smiled and said, "Let's go in."
Huang Youwei straightened his clothes and stepped inside, with Lu Feng following closely behind.
On the third floor, Zhuang Yuntian was getting impatient in the private room. Zhang Fengxia kept checking the time; it was already 7:30, and the waiter had come in three times to ask if they wanted to order.
"I'll be right there. I'll just page you and let you know," Zhang Fengxia said, standing up.
Before the door could be opened, it was pushed open, and Lu Feng walked in, smiling as he looked at Zhuang Yuntian and said, "President Zhuang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"
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