I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 59 What a bunch of idiots (33)

With the business plan finalized, the next step was the acquisition.

Chen Yu is still undergoing the trial at the factory. This matter can only be left to Luo Tong and Glasses, since the short stutterer and the tall socially awkward man are really not suitable for negotiation.

In order to make a good impression on the other party, the two of them bought two custom-made Taoist robes, hung jade pendants on their waists, contacted the factory manager, and then got into the car and drove to the factory.

Although they were dressed quite formally, the thought that they had only graduated for almost a year immediately gave them the feeling of playing "surreal house".

And the thought that they were going to negotiate a deal worth millions felt even more absurd.

Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory is located 100 li south of Tianyuan City. Once you leave the city, you enter the countryside. Cars can only travel on narrow roads that are only a hand's width wider than the car itself, slowly making their way to the factory.

Upon arriving at the factory, Luo Tong and Glasses struggled to get out of the car, feeling a slight discomfort in their stomachs.

"If cultivators are suffering like this, ordinary people must be even worse off. Why does President Chen want to start a factory like this?" Luo Tong asked, covering his mouth in confusion.

"I don't know, I'll buy it and see."

After registering their names and purpose at the gate, the guard looked at them as if they were idiots when he learned they were there to make an acquisition.

Someone actually wants to buy this factory?
If you have a lot of money, give me some; I don't mind money from fools.

Although the security guard suspected that the two men were acting strangely, he still registered them and let them into the reception room to wait.

Sitting in the worn-out chair, drinking slightly murky water, Glasses was silent for a moment before saying, "That security guard just now definitely thought we were both idiots."

"Don't think so badly of people."

“Once Mr. Chen buys this factory, I’m going to suggest giving that security guard a raise and turning the guardhouse into a ‘gods’ station.’ I want him to feel uncomfortable every day, yet still not want to leave. If Mr. Chen doesn’t give him a raise, I’ll pay out of my own pocket to make the guardhouse be changed.”

Luo Tong glanced at his glasses and felt that his brother was quite wicked.

Not long after I sat down in the chair, the factory manager arrived.

He was both the factory manager and the principal of the labor high school.

This appointment was made because it involved external capital and a contract signed between the former Tianyuan Cultivator Committee.

The interests of all parties involved are intertwined, ultimately forming this strange structure.

Luo Tong didn't want to think too much about politics; all he wanted to do now was complete Chen Yu's task and then report the good news to Chen Yu.

Unlike the factory workers, the factory manager was dressed meticulously. His wool sweater was thin but warm, and he had to be very careful when wearing it, as a single spark could ruin it.

Anyone who can wear these clothes is definitely not allowed to enter the workshop.

He himself is over fifty years old, but still has a rosy complexion and fair skin, and you can tell at a glance that he is not a factory worker.

As soon as he entered, he extended his hand to Luo Tong and Glasses, shook their hands warmly, and invited them to sit down. Then, he said apologetically, "I'm Zhang Yun, the factory manager here. Sorry, something came up and I was a little late. I was quite surprised when I heard you wanted to buy the factory, but I didn't expect you to actually come. Tianyuan Chenguang Co., Ltd., right?"

"Yes."

"Which of you is the boss?"

Luo Tong raised his hand: "I'm not, but I can speak for our boss. Here is our letter of intent to acquire."

"Ah."

After taking the letter of intent, the factory manager glanced through it hastily, not even looking at the details, and put it aside, saying directly, "The acquisition is fine, but the total value is two million..."

The factory manager's unprofessionalism made Glasses a little unhappy.

The other party's attitude made him feel that they didn't want to run the factory well, but rather wanted to make a quick buck and run.

Recalling the losses suffered by Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory in recent years, Glasses was certain that the other party was a front man, and he became quite blunt in his speech.

There's really no point in talking to these foreign insects. Pointing to the letter of intent, he said coldly, "We've written that in the letter of intent."

"I'm sorry, I didn't..."

"Two and a half million, to be paid in full within three months, including interest. The price is the transfer of the factory's naming rights and patent rights, etc. We have checked your online tender documents, and there are many traps in them. The extra five hundred thousand is a benefit for you, but you must include all the rights in it."

Zhang Yun smiled, looked at his glasses, and continued, "The workers' wages..."

“We’ll calculate those separately. If you’ve read the letter of intent carefully, you’ll know that we’ve considered all of them. Also, please leave the import and export channels, and the contact information for Xingjun, who is in charge of insurance. We need all of these.”

Zhang Yun picked up the letter of intent again, this time much more slowly and with much more seriousness.

After reading it, he wiped the ink off his fingers with a tissue, then clasped his hands together, rested his head on his hands, and began to think.

At this moment, he had only one thought:
These people are crazy!

The market for Trapper Type IV is now nearing saturation, while the price of raw materials continues to rise. He used to be able to get some kickbacks, but recently it's becoming increasingly difficult for him to do so.

A factory that can't make money is like used paper in a latrine. Once Zhang Yun has made enough money, he naturally wants to sell the factory and then focus on making money at the school.

Two million is just his ideal scenario; it's still negotiable.

But who would have thought that there would actually be someone willing to pay 2.5 million?

Moreover, after reading the letter of intent, he discovered that the other party would ultimately have to pay not just 2.5 million, but 5.2 million.

This does not include subsequent worker wages and other expenses.

What's even more puzzling is that the other party had insured everything, leaving nothing behind.

Get sick!
However, the fact that the other party used 80,000 units of magic power as collateral and promised to settle the debt within three months cannot be faked.

Could it be that there's something about this factory that I don't know about?
But after careful consideration, Zhang Yun rejected his own idea.

He'd been here for several years, and he'd searched every corner of the factory, but there was nothing there.

The only place where there might be something is underground caverns, but those are complex and require a lot of effort to explore, and it's unlikely to yield anything.

After realizing he couldn't understand it no matter what, he looked up at the two of them and said, "Okay, I agree to the change. I'll pay for the change."

Zhang Yun pulled out a picture of the summoned Star Lord and placed it on the letter of intent. The contents of the letter of intent were then absorbed by the Star Lord and transformed into a new contract.

The phantom image of the deity condensed in the air, and a large number of related relationships changed at this moment.

Thanks to the Star Lord's divine power, the originally complicated procedures can be completed in the blink of an eye, and the Star Lord will act as a guarantor afterward, giving it legal effect.

After the contract was finalized, Zhang Yun accepted the 30,000 units of magic power handed over by the other party and grinned.

Using magic power to settle accounts, that's really extravagant.

After confirming the contract was established and the ownership of the factory was transferred to Chenguang Co., Ltd., Luo Tonghe Glasses breathed a sigh of relief.

The labor relations of factory workers will be re-established, but these employees will be affiliated with the factory and will not occupy the company's quota, so there is no need to worry about insufficient quotas.

After signing the contract, Zhang Yun was in high spirits and looked at the two men, asking, "Although it might be a bit late to ask now, what are you after by buying the factory?"

"Revitalization Plan," Luo Tong replied firmly.

"I see... Well then, best of luck to you both. I'm not the factory manager anymore, so I won't bother you any longer. I'll be going now."

Humming a song as he left, Zhang Yun was in a great mood.

He glanced at his mana balance on his phone, whistled, and muttered to himself, "What a bunch of idiots."

(End of this chapter)