"No, you have to leave now." Secretary Cui reached out and grabbed Lu Feng's arm, pulling him outside.
"Let go!" Lu Feng's voice turned cold as he said in a deep voice, "Don't try to pull me. We're not familiar with each other. If you touch me again, don't blame me for being impolite."
"Try to be polite!" Secretary Cui also frowned and shouted, "Lu Feng, you should know who you are. Don't cause trouble here!"
"What am I? I'm a member of the people, who the hell are you?" Lu Feng shouted, pointing at the plaque on the building and saying, "Read the words on that sign to me."
"What's the point of saying that? They don't want to see you."
"Don't want to see me? So you're not going to take care of the bank loan? You're not going to take care of Jiafeng Electronics, which he built up from scratch? I just want to have a thorough talk. I told him before that after the two hundred million yuan interest-free loan expired, it would be changed to an interest-bearing loan. Now the bank is desperately chasing us for payment. I told him to take back the factory, but they won't. I just want to ask, is he about to be transferred?" Lu Feng stared at Secretary Cui and asked.
"Don't jump to conclusions. You brought it up back then, but they didn't agree!"
“Even if you don’t agree, there should be room for maneuver. There should be a way to resolve this through communication, instead of having the vice president block my door every day!” Lu Feng said to him, “He has changed. His style of doing things has changed. Today I want an answer. If Jiafeng Electronics can’t stay here, we’ll leave immediately.”
"No, no, no!" Secretary Cui hurriedly tried to dissuade her.
"Tell him that next year will be a crucial year for Wepda TVs, and I don't want any problems at this critical juncture. I can't possibly repay those two hundred million. To avoid risk, if this matter isn't resolved, I'll give the factory to the bank, and Jiafeng Electronics will relocate elsewhere." Lu Feng said nonchalantly, "Anyway, the tax exemption policy is almost over, I've already reaped all the benefits, and you have no right to sue me over the support policy contract we signed back then. This was caused unilaterally by you..."
"Stop talking, stop talking, Mr. Lu, I'll go and talk to him. Please don't get agitated, and don't threaten to leave so easily," Secretary Cui hurriedly tried to calm Lu Feng down.
Lu Feng's account was true. He originally thought that his intervention would resolve the issue easily, but the bank's attitude remained firm. Most importantly, Huang Youwei's attitude had drastically changed, and he stopped answering the phone.
Next year is a crucial year for Wepda. Production must be guaranteed, cash flow must be ample, and production must be rapid. Market competition is extremely fierce now, and even a slight problem could lead to a situation where we cannot compete with end-users.
Lu Feng's biggest fear is that Huang Youwei will be transferred, and before leaving, he will pull off a great victory, recover some of the local debt, or leave the area under pressure to pay.
When the next big shot arrived, he took one look at this messy debt and didn't care whether you were Lu Feng or Lu Pendi. He immediately demanded payment, which was his performance record. At the critical moment, the factory was shut down, and Lu Feng had to grit his teeth and pay back the money.
Therefore, this matter must be settled now, and written down in black and white.
Even so, many places refuse to acknowledge their past commitments after a change of leadership. There are too many instances where leadership changes lead to a reneging on previous commitments, and too many companies have gone bankrupt because of such incidents.
A new emperor brings a new court!
Inside the office, Huang Youwei's face darkened after hearing Secretary Cui's words. He pondered for a while before saying, "Let him in."
A few minutes later, Lu Feng entered the office. Huang Youwei stood up, smiled, and extended his hand, saying, "Long time no see. You've lost weight recently. You must have been quite busy during your trip to Hong Kong."
“Nothing’s wrong over there, but I can’t stop worrying about you.” Lu Feng held his hand and said, “You never give me a moment’s peace. We’ve been friends for so many years, and you’re still so unpredictable.”
“President Lu, you’ve said it yourself, you understand my relationship with me,” Huang Youwei said, releasing his hand.
"Then why didn't you answer the phone?" Lu Feng asked.
"Is there something you need? Don't overthink it, have a seat!" Huang Youwei said politely.
Lu Feng glanced out the window; the last rays of the setting sun had disappeared on the horizon, and the streetlights downstairs were already on. He said, "Let's stop talking here and have a meal. We can talk while we eat."
Huang Youwei glanced at the time and said, "No problem. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. Also, who told you I'm not leaving? Who told you I'm leaving?"
"I guessed!"
"Look at you, you're overthinking things. Keep your mind at ease and stop thinking nonsense."
The two of them whispered to each other as they left the house.
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