Spend Money on Goddess, Use more! Gain more!-Chapter 398 - 229: Savoring the Beauty, Yushi, Do You Want to Touch Me? (Part 2)

Feng Yushi's heart was pounding like a drum, mixed with shyness and anticipation, she could only nod with a flushed face: "Okay..."

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On Monday morning, the winter sun in Nanjin carried a bit of coolness.

Wu Wei was driving a Lamborghini, carrying Huang Xin, heading towards the "Nanjing Hengxian Photoelectric Technology Co., Ltd." located in the industrial park of Lishui District.

Huang Xin sat in the passenger seat, almost never taking a break.

One moment he was on the phone arranging the afternoon schedule, the next he was on WeChat confirming details and information from several other suppliers, busy as can be.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the Lamborghini smoothly parked in front of the slightly outdated factory gate of Hengxian Photoelectric.

This company mainly produced display screen modules and was a core component supplier for Mingchuang Precision's intelligent rotating screen assembly.

According to the information and estimate Wu Wei had, Mingchuang Precision owed this company no less than thirty million.

After waiting for a moment in the rather simple reception room, Mr. Qian from Hengxian Photoelectric hurriedly arrived.

Mr. Qian was a middle-aged man in his forties, slightly overweight, with a face that couldn't hide his fatigue and anxiety, and very deep bags under his eyes.

One look and it was clear he was suffering from long-term sleep deprivation and immense pressure.

"President Wu, Mr. Huang, sorry to keep you waiting, my apologies."

Mr. Qian warmly shook hands, but his smile was somewhat forced, and his eyes were bloodshot.

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone took a seat in an office.

Mr. Qian personally brewed tea, and amidst the curling smoke, he sighed and got straight to the point: "President Wu, Mr. Huang mentioned on the phone that you're interested in the debt between our company and Mingchuang Precision?"

As he spoke, he sized up Wu Wei, his face full of deep suspicion.

Wu Wei picked up the teacup, blew away the foam, and maintained a composed demeanor: "Mr. Qian, to speak frankly, we understand that your company is an important display module supplier for Mingchuang Precision's intelligent rotating screen project. Now that Gao Ma Automobile has collapsed, causing a ripple effect to Mingchuang Precision, I'm sure... the pressure from the arrears must be considerable for your company?"

"Considerable doesn't even begin to cover it, President Wu."

Mr. Qian's face twitched, a bitter smile playing at the corners of his mouth: "For small and medium enterprises like ours, we're just making hard-earned money, thin margins, and cash flow is our lifeline! Mingchuang owes us a total of thirty-two million! Thirty-two million!"

He held up three fingers, shaking them excitedly: "If this money was returned normally, we could expand a production line and even give employees a generous year-end bonus! But now?"

"We've asked Mingchuang for money countless times, met with President Feng, said everything there is to say, but they can't do anything, they even took us to Gao Ma Automobile's headquarters to see, the scene there..."

"Sigh... Gao Ma owes Mingchuang 180 million in receivables, which has basically turned into bad debt. Their employees' salaries haven't been paid for several months; how could they still have money for us?"

He grew more agitated as he spoke, gulped down a mouthful of tea, and continued to vent: "I even thought about selling this receivable, at least to recover some funds and give the factory some breathing room, but, the few interested parties I contacted, the prices they quoted..."

He shook his head, his face full of indignation and reluctance: "Twenty percent! Some even offered ten percent right off the bat! And they say it's a friendly price given the clear contracts and debts! According to their calculations, getting back five million out of my thirty-two million is considered good luck!"

"But what can that amount do? Worker wages, supplier payments, bank interest... a drop in the bucket! If I sell the receivable, the factory probably won't last long. If I don't sell, the debt just sits here, worrying me every day, and the bank is also pressing hard..."

Wu Wei listened quietly, waiting for Mr. Qian's emotions to slightly calm before he slowly spoke: "Mr. Qian, I understand your predicament, working in the manufacturing industry is indeed not easy, every penny is earned through hard work."

He put down his teacup, looking Mr. Qian calmly in the eyes, exuding a maturity beyond his years: "I am here not to take advantage, not to exploit years of your hard work with a super low price. I am indeed interested in this receivable, but the price I'm offering will be much more sincere than those you've encountered."

Mr. Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, leaning forward: "President Wu, please, how much?"

"Fifty percent."

Wu Wei held up one palm: "For the thirty-two million receivable, I'm offering sixteen million cash acquisition, signing and immediately paying, with no delay."

"Fif... fifty percent?!"

Mr. Qian was utterly stunned, his mouth hanging open, almost thinking he heard wrong.

Currently, Mingchuang Precision's receivables in the secondary market are almost considered "junk receivables," and thirty percent is considered a high price, fifty percent?

This is practically a gift from heaven!

His first reaction wasn't joy, but wariness and suspicion: "President Wu, are you... are you joking? You should be aware of the risk of this receivable, the likelihood of Mingchuang going down with Gao Ma is quite high, at that time, not a penny might be returned. Why are you... offering such a high price?"

He really couldn't understand, the business world has always been profit-driven, where's the good deed of "giving money away" like this?

"Mr. Qian, there are a few reasons."

Wu Wei had already prepared his response: "First, as I just said, working in manufacturing is not easy, especially for factories like yours with technology and a team, it would be too great a pity if it went under, and behind it are dozens or hundreds of families' livelihoods. I hope this money can truly help your company through the difficulty, rather than just allowing me personal profit."

He paused, then continued: "Second, I have a certain level of confidence in Mingchuang Precision as a company and their team's technical capabilities. I believe they might have a chance to turn things around, of course, this is part of risk investment, and I'm willing to take the gamble."