I'm such a lovesick person.

Chapter 361 Designated An Xin
Xinlin Hat Industry Co., Ltd.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Lin immediately called An Yuntian and his son to his office. With a bright smile, he said, "Fatty Zhong has agreed to sell the factory for 20 million!"

An Xin was taken aback: "What?"

He was unaware of the details.

A while ago, because of Tianzhong's fake "Reverse Demon" products, An Yuntian spent all his time at home cursing Zhong Xiaowei, saying all sorts of swear words.

An Yuntian suffered from insomnia for several days because of this.

An Xin didn't care much about company affairs and thought the old man had made a mistake, unable to do anything about Zhong Xiaowei.

Wei Lin had only spoken a few words to An Yuntian about his involvement in Tianzhong and Zhong Xiaowei's schemes; Old An hadn't revealed much to him.

How long has it been? Fatty Zhong is actually selling the factory? What happened?
An Xin was completely confused.

"Twenty million? Fatty Zhong only asked for twenty million?! Wei Lin, is this for real?"

An Yuntian suddenly became excited.

Tianzhong's land area is slightly smaller than Xinlin's, but it is still a company similar to Xinlin, and a bit larger than Huamu and Zhijie, only its profitability is slightly lower.

Old An knew all too well the value of Tianzhong; it would be impossible to negotiate a deal for less than 30 million!

What did Wei Lin push Fatty Zhong to that point for him to agree to sell the factory for 20 million?
Old An's gaze towards Wei Lin turned strange as he said, "Linzi, if you keep pushing him, is Fatty Zhong planning to jump off a building?"

"Hahaha! Uncle An, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Do you think I'm that kind of person? I've already talked to Fatty Zhong, and he's agreed."

Wei Lin was in a good mood.

The thought that Xinlin was in his hands and could swallow up a Heavenly Heavy of the same size made him feel that his father in heaven would be very gratified if he knew.

This proves that Xinlin has completely surpassed its past achievements under his leadership!

"Good job!"

Old An finally couldn't help but scream, clenching his fists and saying impatiently, "With Tianzhong, we won't have to leave the orders for the 'Nimo' and 'Lin' brands to Huamu and Zhijie anymore!"

"We can completely outsource the OEM business to Tianzhong. Our own company can just focus on producing products for our own brand!"

"Tianzhong has the equipment and the people they need. Those people we poached from Tianzhong can just be moved back there, and their salaries will still be based on our increased rates!"

Acquiring a factory at a low price is far more convenient than starting a new one.

Tianzhong's location was also better than Xinlin's, and he felt that the price of 20 million was a great bargain, so he was naturally very willing to accept it without any psychological resistance.

“Even with Tianzhong, we might not be able to keep up with all the orders,” Wei Lin smiled and said. “The two brands we have will only get better and better this year. Uncle An, we’ll still give Zhijie and Huamu the orders they need to give us!”

He knew that Lao An was always distressed by the high unit price, felt that Zhijie and Huamu had gotten a great deal, and wanted to keep all the profits in his own hands.

“You’re the boss, you make the decisions.” An Yuntian sighed softly, then asked, “The money in the account might not be enough right now.”

"Don't worry, it's all settled!" Wei Lin said calmly with a smile, "At the latest, it will be a month; at the earliest, it will be half a month. All the money I moved will be in my account!"

An Yunfei was relieved: "That's good."

"An Xin, the most important thing is that after we take this down, you'll be in charge, how about that?"

Wei Lin suddenly smiled as he looked at the completely transformed An Xin.

"I?"

An Xin pointed to his face, shaking his head vigorously, and hurriedly said, "Brother, I'm afraid I can't do it, right? How old am I? You want me to manage a factory on my own? I don't have that ability!"

Old An also said, "Xiao Xin won't do! He's too playful and has no experience in this area! Linzi, if you hand the factory over to An Xin, he'll definitely make a mess of it!"

“Uncle An, when I first joined Xinlin, I was the same age as An Xin,” Wei Lin said.

Old An shook his head again, saying, "How can he compare to you?"

Wei Lin didn't speak, but looked at An Xin now. He could see that An Xin's spirit and energy were different from before, and he knew that the enhancement fruit was of great help to him.

An Xin is still undergoing a transformation, and the effects of the strengthening fruit have not yet been fully realized. He believes that after some training, An Xin will definitely be able to stand on his own.

An Yuntian and his son An Xin were family friends, and An Xin had grown up with him since childhood.

If I had to choose one that I could trust, it would definitely be Anxin.

"Let An Xin manage it. Uncle An, you just need to keep an eye on things."

Wei Lin said softly.

"Are you serious, Linzi? You trust Xiaoxin that much?"

"Don't you know what kind of person he is?"

The old father had no confidence in his son, but seeing how much Wei Lin valued his son, he was actually quite happy.

An Xin shouted, "Brother! I can't do it!"

Wei Lin made the final decision: "It's you! I trust no one else to manage the factory!"

"Dad, does that mean I'll be the factory manager from now on?"

Having been forced into this situation, An Xin, seeing how much Wei Lin believed in him, puffed out his chest and said, "Next time I see Xiao Zhi, I can brag to her again!"

Wei Lin asked, "You haven't been in contact with Feng Yuzhi recently, have you?"

An Xin's imposing manner vanished instantly, and he sighed, "No contact."

Wei Lin patted him on the shoulder: "Where's Zhang Jiajia?"

An Xin's eyes lit up: "She's been quite proactive with me, asking me out several times. But I really don't have any feelings for her; I still like Xiao Zhi."

Old An looked at him, then at Wei Lin, and couldn't help but scold, "You're playing pretty fancy tricks now!"

An Xin: "My brother taught me all of this!"

Wei Lin: "Get lost!"

...Days passed by in an orderly fashion.

The stocks of Zhongjin Mining and Longxing Precision Machinery are hitting the daily limit every day.

Those who invested in these two stocks after listening to Wei Lin's advice were grinning like idiots every day as they watched the stocks hit their daily limit.

Friday, July 3th.

Affection level: 5097/50000.

Life Energy: 920/5000.

In the afternoon, at the moment the market closed.

Hanli Group.

Han Jie smiled broadly. He glanced at the time and dialed Wei Lin's number first.

"Wei Lin, are you free tonight?"

"How about I treat everyone to a meal? I'll invite Yuan Qing, Shi Qi, and Huang Xingzhi too."

"Nothing else, it's just that I haven't seen you in a long time and I miss you a bit."

"Yes, it's just a few of us, no government personnel."

Even after the call ended, Han Jie's smile remained.

After a moment's hesitation, he made another phone call and instructed: "Send me a case of high-aged Moutai to VIP1 at Pinyuan tonight, and also prepare a few bottles of red wine. I need to entertain distinguished guests!"

The surge in the two stocks relieved him of his psychological burden, and Han Jie was in a great mood.

……

At the same time, in Shenzhen.

In a detached villa located halfway up a mountain.

After swimming a few laps in the indoor heated pool, Wu Chong went up, wrapped himself in a large bathrobe, and took a stack of test reports from the old housekeeper.

The elderly butler, who was well past sixty, saw him carefully examining the list and said, after considering his words, "Miss Qin's condition is gradually improving."

The old butler was deeply shocked.

He knew about Mr. Wu's power and was aware of some of the strange things about him, but he still didn't expect that Mr. Wu really had the ability to bring Qin Hanya back to life.

That's cancer!

He had followed Mr. Wu for many years and watched Mr. Wu make friends with many powerful and influential people, and in just a few years, he amassed such astonishing wealth and social status.

But there were many things he couldn't understand. He just felt that Mr. Wu was very mysterious, shrouded in too many mysteries.

Qin Hanya has late-stage liver cancer, and Mingji Hospital has already said that it is incurable, but Mr. Wu insists that she will definitely be fine.

And now, Mr. Wu has indeed done it.

The old butler didn't know exactly what had happened, but he knew it must be related to Mr. Wu, and felt that there were endless possibilities in Mr. Wu.

"How's the investigation going with the person I asked you to look into?"

Wu Zhong put down the test reports, now 100% certain that the man who appeared in the hospital's fourth-floor corridor that day was the person he had been looking for.

No leads.

The old butler smiled bitterly and said, "The access passes at Mingji Hospital aren't strictly controlled, and they're easy to forge. That person was wearing a mask when he came in, so his face wasn't showing. We can't confirm his identity based solely on the footage from the security cameras. Mr. Wu, do you suspect he's the person you're looking for?"

Wu Zhong did not answer, but instead asked again, "Is there anything unusual about the stock market?"

The old butler thought about it seriously for a long time, then shook his head and said, "There's nothing strange about it. Recently, some outsiders have come to our Longxing Precision Machinery plant and made a fortune with us."

“What’s strange is that although those people diversified their investments and used many professional institutions, most of them came from the same place.”

Knowing Wu Zhong's personality, he didn't keep him in suspense and quickly gave the answer: "Linjiang City in Jiangsu Province."

Wu Zhong remained silent, still looking at him.

The old butler continued, "I checked, and there's no one who fits your description."

"The person who invested the most was Han Jie, the son of the richest man in Linjiang City, but he didn't have many women around him, and was only devoted to his wife."

"Furthermore, he didn't rise to prominence rapidly in a short period of time; he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth."

As they spoke, the old butler opened his phone and showed Wu Zhong a photo of Han Jie.

After just one glance, Wu Zhong shook his head and said, "It's not him."

Han Jie's appearance was very different from the one in the corridor; they were clearly not the same person, which he immediately dismissed.

Are there any other suspects?

Wu Chong asked again.

The old butler thought about it carefully for a while, and said frankly, "There are still some, but after my careful investigation, I found that none of them actually fit the criteria."

Wu Zhong sighed softly and ordered, "Continue the investigation."

The old butler nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mr. Wu, I may not be able to serve you for much longer."

Wu Zhong was taken aback and frowned, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Stomach cancer, just recently diagnosed."

The old butler remained calm and smiled, saying, "I'm getting old after all, and it's only natural that I'd develop all sorts of illnesses. I just didn't expect it to be stomach cancer, and I didn't expect it to come so quickly."

After saying this, he bowed slightly and left on his own.

……

(End of this chapter)