Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

Lei Ping was incredibly excited when he heard that.

Finally, I managed to find a sucker from out of town to buy this lump of hot taro I had.

"This is Qingjiang Capital from Kyoto. We've heard that your company has recently developed a rather novel fabric, and we're very interested in it."

If Su Jiang were here, he would recognize that it was Zhong Wei's voice.

"Yes, yes, our company recently has a pretty good fabric product." Upon hearing this, Lei Ping was overjoyed. Did this mean that these people didn't know there was a problem with the fabric?

That's just a complete sucker.

Information asymmetry is a good thing!

However, the next second, Zhong Wei on the other end disappointed him.

"Your product has some issues, but I'm willing to give it a try. If you offer a good price, I'll buy it and take a gamble. If the price is too high, then forget it."

Zhong Wei's tone was somewhat indifferent.

However, these words shattered Lei Ping's beautiful dream in an instant.

Dreams are always beautiful, but reality is always harsh.

He said with a bitter expression, "Boss, I only have one request: if you can take over this company's debts, I can give you the company directly."

In the past, the prices quoted by several people were all very low, and most of them were even far below the company's debt.

If Lei Ping were to sell, he would have to sell at a loss, and he would have to put money out of his own pocket.

So now he wants to give it a try, so he'll just walk away.

When I bought this company, it wasn't expensive. Now that I've messed up the company because of this new fabric, I guess I'll just consider it a failed investment.

He would absolutely not agree to let me keep throwing money into it.

However, most people would see this pile of worthless cloth, and given that the factory had already been mortgaged, they would not only have to repay this portion of the debt.

Taking out a loan and then having to house so many workers is like paying a huge sum of money to buy an empty factory.

They were naturally unwilling, since none of the fabrics were of any use to them.

It can only be sold as scrap cloth; it has no other value.

Not to mention, Lei Ping also used the name of this factory to sign agreements with many other weaving factories.

For a long time afterward, we still needed to place orders with the weaving factory, otherwise the penalty for breach of contract would be a huge problem.

In fact, when Lei Ping made this request, he didn't even think that the other party would agree.

Because he knew that even he himself would never agree to such a request.

However, this time, reality gave him a surprise.

"Okay, that's not a problem. So when do we sign the contract?"

Zhong Wei readily agreed.

Senseless.

Lei Ping was completely bewildered again.

He had just assumed that Qingjiang Capital was completely unaware of anything.

However, they demonstrated that they were very clear about the condition of their fabric.

But I didn't expect that even though they knew about the problems their company was facing recently, they would still agree so readily.

"Cough cough cough." Lei Ping coughed violently, and large gusts of wind blew out from his few missing teeth.

"That's fantastic! I can sign the contract with you right now!"

Lei Ping forcibly suppressed the urge to burst into laughter.

He readily agreed.

"Okay, we'll send someone over to sign the contract with you, and then you can leave this factory."

Zhong Wei responded.

Then I hung up the phone.

Looking at his phone, which had returned to the home screen, Lei Ping finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I can finally get out of this mess. I don't have to worry about how much money I lost here anymore."

On that day, Zhong Wei had already arranged for someone to come and sign a contract with Lei Ping.

Lei Ping left without hesitation.

However, Lei Ping's happiness didn't last long.

Miler appeared here.

Also present were Chu Xinwen and a group of key personnel from Shuangzhou Textile.

After arriving at the factory, it was renamed Shuangzhou Textile, and all the senior executives were replaced.

A new batch of people were brought in.

Next, Chu Xinwen directly began to change the process. All the problematic fabrics and clothes were re-dyed by Chu Xinwen.

After a series of operations in the dye vat.

Surprisingly, it has returned to its original, suitable color.

And so, with the contact information of the laid-off salespeople, Lin Wanqing of the Lin Group sent someone to make contact.

These returned fabrics were then resold to the customers at a higher price.

This time, the guests took the sample fabric out for various complex tests to confirm that it was safe.

They accepted the new price offered by the Lin Group.

As long as the fabric is well-made, these brand owners will have no worries about making money, not to mention that only the Lin Group is selling this fabric now.

In the back and forth, the problematic fabrics and unfinished fabrics piled up in the factory could bring unimaginable profits to Shuangzhou Textile and the Lin Group.

Both Shuangzhou Textile and Lin's Group made a fortune.

Miler even calculated that the money they earned was more than enough to pay off their debts, so they practically got a factory for free.

It is truly a case of poison to one man being honey to another.

Inside a luxury mansion in Jiangzhou.

Lei Ping looked at the news, then at the factory that had been renamed Shuangzhou Textile, and slammed his hand on the table.

"asshole!"

He was furious.

So after all that, they ended up sabotaging the Lin Group, but Shuangzhou Textile ended up sabotaging itself.

It even caused him to lose the value of his textile factory.

"Qingjiang Capital!"

Lei Ping suddenly thought of this question: the guy who came forward to buy his textile factory must also be the boss behind Shuangzhou Textile, or possibly the boss behind the Lin Group.

He immediately went online to find out who Qingjiang Capital was.

Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the door, and several people in uniforms walked in.

"Lei Ping, right? You've been reported for multiple crimes, including drug use, prostitution, organizing gambling, bribing officials, withholding employee wages, and organizing beatings. Now you'll come with us to investigate."

Lei Ping was stunned.

"No, who reported me? It's all lies, all a hoax! I'm innocent!"

He immediately began to argue loudly.

"Innocent? Would we arrest people without evidence?" one of the uniformed men said dismissively.

"I'll show you the evidence once we're inside."

And so, before Lei Ping could even figure out who was behind Qingjiang Capital, his phone was confiscated and he was taken to the police station.

Along the way, as he watched the trees receding outside the window, he had a vague feeling that he had offended someone extraordinary.