One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

"Our factory is fully equipped," Boss Li introduced loudly. "This is a Roland inkjet printer imported from Germany, with high precision and excellent color reproduction. That one over there is a Mutoh photo printer imported from Japan; the image quality it produces is absolutely top-notch."

He spoke with great enthusiasm, but Lin Wei remained silent.

Wearing a mask, she walked up to a printer and carefully checked the machine's nameplate and operating status.

Then, she walked to a newly printed photo album, took out her phone, opened a color chart app, and carefully compared the image with the print.

Her expression was focused, and her eyes were sharp.

"Boss Li," Lin Wei suddenly spoke, her voice not loud but clear, "shouldn't the printhead on this Roland machine be replaced? I see slight stringing on the screen."

Boss Li's expression stiffened for a moment, then he smiled again: "Oh dear, Director Lin has a good eye. It's time to take care of yourself; we've had so many orders lately, we haven't had time to do it yet."

Lin Wei then walked to a UV flatbed printer.

What is the largest size of sheet material this machine can process?

"Two and a half meters by one and a half meters."

"How thick can it be?"

"Anything within five centimeters is fine."

Lin Wei nodded and then asked a few more professional questions about equipment maintenance, consumable brands, and the technical level of the workers.

Boss Li's forehead began to sweat.

He discovered that this seemingly quiet girl was actually an expert; she knew everything and couldn't be fooled at all.

Wang Hao followed behind, his admiration for Lin Wei growing even stronger.

Professionals should do professional things.

This is the true value of a team.

After walking around for a while, the three of them came out of the workshop and returned to the office.

"How is it, Director Lin?" Zhang Wei asked.

Lin Wei took off her mask, thought for a moment, and gave a very objective evaluation: "The equipment is of good quality, all from mainstream brands. Although some require maintenance, it's not a big problem. The factory area is also large enough. Overall, the hardware is up to standard."

Hearing this evaluation, Boss Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Wei smiled and looked at Boss Li: "Boss Li, our Director Lin said there's no problem, so there's basically no problem."

"Then... shall we talk about the most practical issues?"

Mr. Li rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "No problem, no problem."

"Then I'll get straight to the point," Zhang Wei said. "How much are you planning to sell this factory for?"

Boss Li held up seven fingers.

"Seven million."

He said it very simply.

The air fell silent instantly.

The smile on Zhang Wei's face slowly disappeared.

Lin Wei frowned as well.

Seven million?

Are they robbing us?

"Boss Li," Zhang Wei's voice turned cold, "if I remember correctly, the price you listed online was five million eight hundred thousand, right?"

"Things change," Boss Li said, picking up his teacup and taking a slow sip. "Before, the market was bad. Now that our factory's business is picking up, prices are naturally going to rise."

"Besides, I'm not just selling equipment and factories," he said. "I'm offering you my client base all at once. These are long-term clients I've worked with for several years, and their orders alone are enough to make you rich every year."

Zhang Wei looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Boss Li, let's not beat around the bush."

"We had your factory evaluated by the company's finance department before we came here."

"After factoring in all the depreciation of the equipment and the transfer fee for your factory, it's worth at most five million."

"We're only willing to offer 5.8 million because of your extensive client base."

"You're asking for seven million now... are you trying to rip us off?"

Zhang Wei's voice wasn't loud, but every word struck Li Laoban's heart like a nail.

Boss Li's expression changed, but he still forced himself to stay composed.

He could tell from the looks in the eyes of the people just now and from Lin Wei's level of satisfaction that they were very fond of this factory.

He's got them figured out.

"Manager Zhang, you can't say that." He put down his teacup, his attitude becoming firm.

"My client resources are not as simple as you think. I have annual contracts with two listed companies, and those two clients alone can bring in millions of dollars in profit every year."

"Seven million, not a penny less. If you really want it, that's the price. Otherwise, please leave."

He acted like he didn't care whether he bought it or not, leaning back on the sofa, clearly intending to raise the price.

Zhang Wei's eyes turned completely cold.

He and Lin Wei exchanged a glance.

Lin Wei gently shook her head.

Zhang Wei understood.

This price is absolutely unacceptable.

He stood up, a smile returning to his face, but with a hint of distance in it.

"In that case, we might need to go back and discuss it further."

"After all, seven million is not a small amount, and I can't make the decision on my own. I have to go back and report to our boss."

Lin Wei also stood up.

"Alright then." Boss Li nodded, looking confident. "Call me again when you've discussed it."

He didn't even offer to deliver it.

The three men walked out of the office, out of the factory gate, and back into their car.

The moment the car door closed, Zhang Wei's face darkened.

He slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

"Damn it! What the hell is that?!"

He started cursing loudly.

"Does he really think we're fools? A run-down factory, the equipment's practically beyond repair, and he dares to ask for seven million? He might as well rob us!"

"Annual reports from listed companies? Pshaw! Do you think I don't know them? Those two real estate companies, building two construction sites a year, that's the best they can do!"

Zhang Wei's江湖气气 (a kind of chivalrous,江湖-like air) immediately came through, and he blurted out various traditional Chinese cultural elements.

Lin Wei, sitting in the back row, also made a rare complaint. Her voice remained calm, but the content was sharp.

"His equipment maintenance records are problematic; the replacement cycles for many core components don't match up. Furthermore, the workers are in poor condition and lack motivation. Even if we take over, the subsequent management costs will be extremely high. This price is outrageous."

Wang Hao also felt very uncomfortable.

The greedy face of that Boss Li, and his arrogant attitude of taking advantage of them, was disgusting.

"This guy is no good," Wang Hao said. "Cooperation is about a win-win situation. Someone like him who only wants to take advantage will only lead to a lot of trouble even if we cooperate."

He paused, then suggested, "Don't we have two other options? Why don't we go take a look now?"

Zhang Wei was still angry, and upon hearing this, he slapped his thigh.

"Yes! Let's go to the next one!"

"I refuse to believe it! Do you think we'll have to eat hairy pigs without this butcher, Zhang?"

He restarted the car, stepped on the gas, and the Audi A6 sped away from the factory.

(P.S.: As usual, four chapters today, submitted out of love. Also, I'm collecting suggestions for a new book title to prepare for the book test later. Please share any good ideas you have; it has to be eye-catching. This is a call for suggestions, so please help me out.)