Courtyard House: From Deputy Division Commander to Civilian, Progressing All the Way

Lin Yang looked down at this true bigwig of European industry.

He knew the fish had taken the bait.

"Not an inch, Mr. Weber." Lin Yang's answer was crisp and decisive, like a nail being dropped. "This is already the most favorable offer I've made, considering the Bavaria Group's century-old reputation."

Weber closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His mind conjured images of mountains of dusty, heavy machine tools piled up in suburban warehouses, and of the bank's ultimatum demanding payment. He had no choice. If he didn't secure this five billion dollar deal from the Asian, the century-old behemoth that was the Bavarian Group would soon sink.

"it is good."

Weber suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had made a resolute decision to cut off his own arm.

"On behalf of Bavarian Heavy Machinery Group, I accept your terms. We are willing to be among the first foreign-invested enterprises to establish ourselves in your... Eastern Special Economic Zone."

boom!

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

All the reporters went crazy, and the flashbulbs went off like it was daytime.

The pride of Western industry was actually shattered by the almost unreasonable and forceful demands of this Eastern man.

They lowered their noble heads!

Behind Lin Yang, Pei Yihong trembled violently with excitement, tears welling in his eyes. He knew what this meant! It meant that the bottlenecks in domestic mechanical processing that had held them back for over a decade were finally about to be completely broken!

Lin Yang's face showed no trace of the arrogance of a victor.

He maintained his cold composure.

Lin Yang slowly straightened up.

Instead of stepping down from the podium to shake hands with Weber in celebration, he slowly raised his right hand in front of the world's media.

Lin Yang pulled a pure black Parker fountain pen from the pocket of his Zhongshan suit jacket with his long, slender fingers that had distinct knuckles.

He casually but forcefully tapped the pen, which symbolized signing and power, on the solid wood table on the dais.

"Yes."

A crisp, short impact sound was transmitted through the microphone throughout the noisy hall.

Lin Yang held the pen steadily between his fingers, his deep gaze piercing through the countless flashing lights, staring directly at Weber's old face, which was full of compromise, and a cold, stern smile appeared on his lips, as if he were in control of the world.

In the confidential conference room on the hotel's top floor, heavy walnut wood soundproof doors completely shut out all the noise and flashing lights from the outside world.

The air was filled with the strong smell of cigars and the bitter aroma of freshly ground coffee.

The atmosphere at both ends of the long conference table was as cold and hard as a piece of freshly quenched pig iron.

The president of Bavarian Heavy Machinery Group, Mr. Weber, sat with four legal and technical executives in suits. This tycoon, who had dominated the industrial world of the Western Continent for half his life, now had a hint of weariness and resentment in his sunken eyes.

Sitting opposite him, Lin Yang hadn't even taken off his coat. He stood ramrod straight, his hands casually crossed on the table, like an unshakeable oriental stone sculpture.

"Mr. Lin, we accept the 51% controlling stake. But the source code of the core control system will absolutely not be opened to the Chinese side."

One of Weber's technical directors, unable to contain himself, spoke forcefully: "This is our group's top secret, the culmination of seven years of research and development. Releasing the source code would be tantamount to handing over our brains to you. This is unprecedented in the entire history of commercial cooperation in the Western Continent!"

Lin Yang didn't look at the technical supervisor; his gaze remained calmly fixed on Weber.

"There's no precedent, but we'll create one today." Lin Yang's voice was deep and resonant, carrying an unyielding and domineering air.

"The code you're so proud of, if locked in a safe, wouldn't even buy a ton of bread to pay wages. Your financial deficit is on the brink of collapse, and with your bank debts maturing next month, the Bavaria Group faces bankruptcy liquidation. At that point, your source code won't even be worth a piece of waste paper."

Lin Yang's words were like a sharp dagger, precisely piercing Weber's most fatal weakness.

Weber's facial muscles twitched violently. He stared intently at Lin Yang: "Mr. Lin, you're taking advantage of my misfortune."

"I'm offering help in a time of need."

Lin Yang turned his head and glanced at Lou Xiao'e, who was sitting to his side and behind him.

Lou Xiao'e immediately understood. She opened the custom-made crocodile skin briefcase, took out a stack of letters of credit bearing the highest-level seal of UBS, and swiftly pushed them in front of Weber.

"Mr. Weber, here is the unconditional cash payment voucher for the first installment of $500 million. Once the contract is signed, this money will be directly deposited into your designated bailout account within 24 hours."

Lou Xiao'e's voice was crisp and cold, revealing a ruthlessness honed in the bloody battles of capital: "My godfather's patience is limited. An hour has passed since the press conference ended, and at least three of your competitors are desperately contacting our embassy, ​​offering more favorable technology transfer plans."

Weber looked at the letters of credit that could save his entire business empire, and his breathing instantly became heavy.

He reached out with trembling hands and opened the documents. The glaring numbers on them shattered the last vestige of arrogance and resolve in his heart.

"Mr. Lin...you've won."

Weber slumped back in his chair like a deflated balloon, all his strength drained. He waved his hand to stop the technical director beside him from arguing any further.

"The complete source code, including the underlying blueprints for the next-generation servo motor, will be offered as a technology investment condition for the joint venture. However, the Chinese side must guarantee that this technology will be used exclusively within the joint venture and will never be leaked."

Lin Yang's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Shen Yan, draft the final terms. Sign."

Half an hour later, a joint venture and procurement agreement involving billions of dollars and covering the most advanced heavy industrial machinery manufacturing technology in the Western Continent was finalized in this secret room.

After Weber and his men left the conference room dejectedly, Pei Yihong could no longer contain his elation and slammed his hand on the table.

"Chairman! We got it! Five-axis linkage, high-precision CNC milling machine, and a complete set of underlying blueprints! With these things, the processing precision of our old military factories in China can jump three levels!" Pei Yihong's eyes were red with excitement, and his voice was trembling.

Lin Yang stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the gloomy sky over Mu City.

"We've got the blueprints, but whether they can truly become our own depends on whether we can get them back."

Lin Yang turned around and looked at Lou Xiao'e with a cold gaze.

"Xiao'e, the real battle is about to begin. The intelligence agencies of those Western superpowers aren't blind. They'll definitely try to obstruct such a large-scale export of sophisticated equipment through the COCOM agreement. Are your offshore shell companies in the Ocean Shipping Group ready to launder the money?"