One million is an astronomical figure for an ordinary person these days. Although Mr. Hao is not an ordinary person, this amount of money still made his head spin.
It took him a moment to realize that what he wanted was five million, not just a mere one million.
"Brother, I'm only helping you because you're a good person."
"Thank you so much, brother. I'll never forget it. Really, if I ever turn my life around, I'll definitely repay you!" Lu Feng held the other person's hand, his feelings exceptionally sincere.
"I'll treat you to lunch, you know?" Mr. Hao stood up, thinking to himself, since he already had the money, he might as well put some money in first and then make a big profit later.
After seeing Mr. Hao off, Lu Feng closed the door, snorted coldly, and sat down on the sofa. Now, the people from Beigang were refusing to see him. They had called before coming and transferred the debt issue to the real estate company, which then pushed it back to Beigang.
Otherwise, it'll involve all sorts of materials and documents, requiring him to run back and forth. Lu Feng is very familiar with this kind of routine. After thinking about it last night, he realized that the probability of getting the money directly was basically zero.
We need to find a different way to get this money back. We must approach a large local state-owned enterprise. We can't be afraid of Beigang, otherwise it will become a three-way dispute.
Lu Feng thought for a moment and realized that among the Liaoning region, only Shenfei was not afraid of Beigang.
It just so happens that Beigang and Shenfei have a cooperation, which presents many opportunities for collaboration. Lu Feng sat there thinking for several hours, wanting to contact Shenfei's general manager.
After making several phone calls but no one recognized him, I decided to call Huang Youwei instead.
"Hello, who is it?" Huang Youwei answered the phone.
"Mr. Huang, it's me, Lu Feng."
"What trouble have you gotten into this time?" Huang Youwei asked.
"What trouble could I possibly cause? I'm a very well-behaved person," Lu Feng said with a simple smile.
"What kind of trouble are they planning to cause?"
"I just wanted to ask you, do you know the general manager of Shenfei?" Lu Feng asked.
"Let me tell you, stealing or defrauding the country's fighter jets is punishable by death, understand?" Huang Youwei sneered. "Even if I gave you a fighter jet, you wouldn't know how to fly it. You're so desperate for money that you've started colluding with foreign forces?"
"Can you stop messing with me? I really have something to do. I'm in Shenyang right now and I wanted to get to know you, have a meal, and ask you for a favor. Let's not be shy, we're here to collect a debt."
"Don't pretend we're brothers, stop with the act. We're not that close. We had a falling out a while ago. Go find your He Jiale, don't come looking for me!" Huang Youwei said sourly.
"It's okay if we break off relations. I'm thick-skinned; if you tear one layer, there's another." Lu Feng said with a grin, "Please help me ask. It's really urgent. I know that most people wouldn't know me; only someone like you could get in touch with me."
Huang Youwei laughed after being flattered and agreed to use his connections to ask around, as he had dealt with state-owned enterprises before when he was at the Metallurgical Steel Group.
Around noon, they booked a table in a private room on the third floor. Lu Feng changed his clothes and took Feng Zhiyao to the private room to wait in advance.
In the office of the deputy general manager of Beigang Steel, it was time to leave work. General Manager Hao knocked on the door, peeked inside with a smile, and walked in with a slight hunch, saying, "Brother, busy?"
A man in his fifties, slightly overweight, wearing glasses, and not very tall, about 1.65 meters, sat in the seat. He looked up at President Hao and asked, "What's up?"
"Brother, I have a pack of cigarettes, let me get it for you!" Boss Hao pulled out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, placed it on the table, and said, "Brother, where are we having lunch?"
"It's the company cafeteria. Just say what you need," the other person said without looking up.
"The boss of that company in the south, the one that makes TVs, is here." General Manager Hao turned his head to look, then went forward and closed the door.
"Why are you closing the door?" The man looked up and said, "If you want to collect a debt, just tell him you need to follow the proper procedures and that you'll transfer the money when you have it!"
"No, there's something fishy about this." General Manager Hao approached and lowered his voice, his face full of mystery. "General Manager Xiao, the boss of this company is damn young, only in his twenties, a complete idiot. I've got him completely wrapped around my little finger..."
Mr. Hao briefly explained the situation, especially his description of Lu Feng, who was described as a complete idiot who had a large sum of money in his hands and was ready to give it away at any time.
“Jiafeng Electronics? That sounds familiar!” President Xiao felt like he had seen the company somewhere before, but couldn’t quite place it. He said, “Let’s have a meal then. As long as this matter is settled.”
"Don't worry, this money is absolutely guaranteed. We'll split it 50/50, I'll take 250..." Mr. Hao suddenly felt something was off, and forced a smile, saying, "You take 300, I'll take 200."
"We'll talk about it later. Let's meet first and have a meal!" Mr. Xiao said, closing the folder in front of him.
As Mr. Xiao left his office, he instructed the office next door, "Go out for dinner, call a few people, and bring that... Xiaoli along."
Lu Feng waited for almost half an hour before the waiter opened the door and President Hao walked in. Lu Feng hurriedly stood up and saw a group of people behind him, about six or seven in total.
In the middle was a short man. After he walked in, General Manager Hao introduced him: "This is Mr. Xiao, the deputy general manager of Beigang, who is in charge of finance."
"Hello, hello!" Lu Feng bent down and shook hands.
"Mr. Lu, you're so accomplished at such a young age! Please have a seat!" Mr. Xiao shook hands casually and sat down in the head seat, with the others following suit.
Generally speaking, Lu Feng should sit next to President Xiao, since he is the most important guest at the event. However, a beautiful young woman in her twenties sat next to him, and Lu Feng ended up sitting in the fourth seat.
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