Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 600 - 208: Sun Dasheng Tries to Screw Over Little Day (Part 2)
"Damn, look at these marks, they hurt so much." As soon as Zhong Liying regained her freedom, she used her small fists to pound Sun Dasheng’s chest.
Sun Dasheng took the opportunity to hold her hand, pulled her into his embrace, and then hugged her tightly, with one hand around her back and the other stroking her long beautiful hair: "Alright, alright, this time it’s my fault."
He comforted her for a while, until she was no longer angry.
"Why are you here this time?"
While dining at the Japanese restaurant downstairs, Sun Dasheng finally remembered to ask her.
Zhong Liying continued to eat elegantly while complaining: "I thought Japanese food in the country wasn’t authentic and thus didn’t taste good. Turns out the authentic stuff isn’t that impressive either."
Sun Dasheng reached out to pinch her playful cheek: "Don’t change the subject with me. Come on, what are you doing here? Domestic car companies are just starting to integrate, and you’re busy, why did you come here? And without telling me in advance, you surprised me."
Zhong Liying, realizing she couldn’t avoid the question, decided to be honest: "Of course, I came to find out what you’re really up to over here. Why would you acquire such a car company?"
She couldn’t quite understand.
And when she asked the other person on the phone, he just laughed it off.
So naturally, Sun Dasheng wouldn’t tell her, why didn’t she ask this sort of question over the phone.
"Alright then, after we finish eating, let’s find someplace else to talk. There are too many people here; it’s not appropriate to discuss these topics."
Seeing that he was about to be frank with her, Zhong Liying sped up her eating.
.....
By the seaside.
A few stray cats here and there.
Don’t be fooled by Tokyo’s millions of residents; the vast majority are corporate slaves working 996 hours. Especially during work hours, it’s hard to see crowds at nearby tourist spots.
At this moment, a young couple was walking hand in hand along the seashore.
The man was dressed in cool summer attire, well-built; the woman wore a swimsuit revealing her hot body.
This couple was, of course, Sun Dasheng and Zhong Liying.
When they reached a deserted spot, Sun Dasheng finally spoke up:
"You can ask now, whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you. The only reason I didn’t discuss it over the phone was for confidentiality; it’s not safe on the phone, not because I wanted to hide it from you."
"Mm, I understand." Zhong Liying, understanding his intention, had no blame to cast.
But she still couldn’t suppress her curiosity and asked him about the purpose of acquiring Little Day Automobile Company.
Sun Dasheng laughed and said: "There’s no big purpose, just a flash of inspiration, a spur of the moment idea."
Zhong Liying didn’t speak, staring at him intently, knowing he would give her an explanation.
"Wasn’t it because of seeing a video online about America’s industrial hollowing? Because their entire manufacturing industry has been outsourced, they now find it incredibly difficult to produce anything domestically. Some industries even relate to national defense, like shipbuilding. Because of the hollowing out of shipbuilding companies, all production lines have been moved to other countries, now even maintaining their own aircraft carrier fleet has become a major issue."
"Although crises are emerging, they aren’t without solutions. For example, the ’loyal dogs’ under them, whose domestic manufacturing is still relatively strong, and they are obedient, so the foundation is still there."
"At that time, a thought occurred to me: Could I hollow out the real industries of his loyal dogs, too?"
Hearing this, Zhong Liying’s eyes widened.
Brother, my dear Brother Sun, is this even something a businessman should be contemplating?
Moreover, with greater ability comes greater responsibility. Are you trying to accomplish something that even a nation hasn’t managed?
She didn’t say anything, but the meaning in her eyes said it all.
Sun Dasheng chuckled nonchalantly: "Do you think I’m just daydreaming?"
"Alright, it is indeed a bit of daydreaming."
Sun Dasheng admitted he was overthinking.
Even if he had unlimited money from the system, buying out a country’s manufacturing industry is impossible because no one would be foolish enough to let you buy them out completely.
There are many things that money simply cannot buy.
America’s hollowing out was entirely the result of their domestic Wall Street financial oligarchs.
Nowadays, with America’s lesson to learn from, the think tanks in other countries aren’t fools; they know the consequences of their industries hollowing out.
Moreover, the world is quite unstable now, with signs of the S3 season starting, so everyone is starting to prioritize their manufacturing industry, even if it means continually subsidizing it with national finances, they wouldn’t give it up.
That’s why, not long after Sun Dasheng’s fanciful plan, he sobered up and realized this plan was impossible.
But he could still manage to stir up some trouble for Little Day.
After all, if causing troubles for Little Day can be considered a merit in itself.
"Causing trouble, huh, well that’s fine, I’ve never liked Little Day anyway, let’s consider it a bit of payback on behalf of our ancestors." Zhong Liying nodded in agreement, thinking this wasn’t a bad idea.
"How do you plan on causing trouble?" Zhong Liying asked curiously.
"What do you think about acquiring the company and, under the guise of cooperation with Weima Automobile, setting up a factory domestically and quietly transferring all the technology and production equipment there?"
Sun Dasheng got more excited as he talked: "Leave just a few staff here as a formality, while slowly laying off most workers, causing a massive wave of unemployment among Little Day’s auto workers."
"Unless other car companies are willing to take them in, Little Day’s auto workers will inevitably suffer a dramatic loss, thus somewhat diminishing their international competitiveness."
Zhong Liying didn’t answer immediately but took some time to digest his proposal.
It sounded good, but would there be any loopholes?
After thinking for a moment, Zhong Liying asked: "If you do this, won’t Little Day’s labor union cause trouble for you?"
Sun Dasheng, however, said not to worry: "You seriously think Western labor unions care about workers’ interests? Just slip them a bit of money, and this will all blow over."
"Labor unions, environmental organizations, and all sorts of NGOs are basically modern-day religious entities selling indulgences. As long as you’re willing to pay, there’ll be no problems.
Of course, if you don’t feed them, then even if there are no problems, they’ll find some to make."
Sun Dasheng’s words left Zhong Liying speechless.
"Is this the truth of Western society? Money talks."
"You’re too restrained in your thinking, that’s how it is everywhere." Sun Dasheng lamented and quickly changed the topic.
Sensitive topics like these could easily cross a line; best not to dwell on them.
Like the old saying in Lao She Teahouse: Don’t talk politics!
After signing the acquisition contract, the clogged Mazda was now in Sun Dasheng’s hands.
Of course, it was acquired in the name of Keno Capital (Japan).
With this layer of disguise, operations would be much easier.
Because the headquarters of this company, created by the system, was a purely Western company in appearances.
As a good ’dog’ of the West, Little Day naturally wouldn’t obstruct at the official level.
If you ruin Daddy’s plans, Little Day will suffer the consequences.
After signing the contract.
The first thing Sun Dasheng did was promote and give raises to the colleagues at Keno Capital (Japan).
Boosting morale within the company.
Because he’d still need them later.
They’re not just disposable tissues to be discarded after use.
Especially Ozawa Masami from public relations, who received special attention from the company president, becoming the official section chief of the public relations department, achieving great prestige.
For a woman from Little Day to advance to such a position in the workplace, which one doesn’t have someone backing them?
Everyone tacitly acknowledged that this rising star in the workplace was the president’s favorite.
With the president’s backing, her promotion to section chief was only right, so no one dared gossip behind her back.
Which isn’t to say there weren’t any. There were still a few jealous female employees making snide remarks behind her back.
For example, after finding out about her promotion and raise, Ozawa Masami happily headed to the company bathroom to touch up her makeup. As she was about to enter, she overheard a few women gossiping about her from within.
[Miyabi definitely sold herself to the president, otherwise how could she rise to section chief overnight.]
[Hahaha... Yumiko, how can you say something so vulgar, though I do think you’re right.]
[Heh heh! Vulgar, my words might be crude, but she’s... hehe... she’s vulgar in other ways. As soon as the president arrived, she couldn’t wait to climb into his bed; no wonder she fought to pick him up that day.]
[Who knew it would be the president that day? We’re just base employees; how could we have such insider news.]
Listening to the indecent remarks from inside, Ozawa Masami was about to explode with anger.
