My Dongguan Love Story

It has to be said, Mr. Liu really gave a lot of money.

Let alone earning 1.2 million a year, just if I work for a month and get a 100,000 kickback, I can quit and go back to my hometown in Xichuan. That's enough for me to live on for half my life.

If it were someone else, they would most likely agree immediately.

But I shook my head.

There are things one should do, and things one should not do.

I will not take ill-gotten gains, no matter how much there is.

When I refused, Mr. Liu looked at me in surprise: "You don't agree?"

"Mm." I nodded.

"Dazhuang, 100,000 in kickbacks a month is a lot. Under normal circumstances, we wouldn't give that many kickbacks."

Even now, Mr. Liu believes that the reason I refused was because he felt the repurchase amount wasn't high enough. He thinks it's because I had too much ambition.

She hesitated for a moment, then looked at me and said, "Dazhuang, how about this? I'll give you a 30 cents commission, which adds up to at least 150,000 a month, a very high amount. After a year, you'll be a millionaire."

Finally, he added, "This is the highest I can afford to bet."

"After all, as suppliers, we only offer wholesale prices, and our profit margins are very low."

After she finished speaking, she looked at me expectantly.

She phrased it tactfully, but what she really meant was that I should know when to stop and not push my luck. That was the highest price she could ask for.

Of course, she was just testing Dazhuang as Zhao Fengyue instructed.

Even if Dazhuang agreed, she would never give him that amount of over 100,000 yuan.

Now that Dazhuang isn't satisfied, let's increase the stakes until he is. Once he signs the purchase contract, my task will be complete.

As for Dazhuang, well, now it's up to Fengyue to decide what to do with him.

Hengtai Textile has been in business for so many years. They've given out quite a few purchase rebates, but usually it's only a few cents or two. A few cents or two cents are practically nonexistent.

After all, their supply volume is very large. If they only paid each supplier one or two cents, their profits would be greatly reduced. They might even end up earning less from purchasing than they did from completing a project after deducting all costs.

Raise the supply price? Increase profits?

It's not that easy.

Nowadays, raw material prices in the industry are basically transparent and publicly available, so if you try to quote a high price, the client will not agree.

The amount of short-pile fleece that Dingsheng purchases in a month sounds like it stretches for 110 kilometers, which seems exaggerated. The business volume is huge.

In reality, they only earn less than two yuan per meter. For 110 kilometers, they only earn a few hundred thousand yuan.

This is still gross profit; the net profit is less than half.

After all, employee salaries and factory buildings are costs, and taxes also need to be paid.

All things considered, it's not as comfortable as living off kickbacks.

The rebate offered this time was 3 cents, and she didn't believe Dazhuang would disagree.

This is considered a huge kickback in the industry.

She looked at me expectantly, pushing the documents in her hand next to me: "Dazhuang, listen to Sister Liu, sign it."

"I can't sign this, Mr. Liu."

I pushed the contract toward her.

When I refused again, Mr. Liu was so angry that he almost stood up: "Dazhuang, my sincerity is already very high."

He spoke tactfully, but in his heart he was cursing the heavens.

Damn it, isn't all that money enough to satisfy your greedy stomach? How much do you want to embezzle? Two hundred thousand a month?

When I saw her fly into a rage, I realized that she probably thought I had too much to ask, which was why she didn't agree.

"Mr. Liu, I know you're very sincere. What I mean is, I don't want the kickback."

"You don't want it?" Mr. Liu's eyes widened in surprise, as if he had heard a fairy tale.

You don't want over 100,000 a month? Are you out of your mind? Do you even know how much that is?

Let alone a poor boy from the countryside like you. Even I, Sister Liu, would be tempted by a windfall of tens of thousands of yuan and couldn't resist taking it.

Seeing the calmness on my face, she couldn't help but say:

Do you know what a few hundred thousand means?

"With a few hundred thousand, you can buy a luxury car, drive it home, and everyone in the village will envy you."

Listening to her words, I nodded. Indeed, in this era, owning a car is a sure sign of success. Driving it back to the village will definitely turn heads. Just like Er Gouzi, when he drove back to the village, even the village chief fawned over him, looking at his car with envy in his eyes.

"You can build two three-story villas in your hometown. Let your parents live in a big villa and hold their heads high, making your relatives and friends envious of your family."

Her words reminded me of my parents back in my hometown, who still live in a tiled house, and when it rains, the tiled house drips water.

"Even if you don't spend any money, you can put your money in a bank for a ten-year fixed deposit and earn nearly nine hundred yuan in interest per month. You won't even need to work anymore; you can live comfortably for the rest of your life just by living off the interest."

The interest rate is so high? My goodness, just living off the interest alone would amount to over nine hundred yuan a month, why would I need to work?

I know 150,000 is a lot, a huge amount. After all, my family doesn't even have 10,000 in savings.

But I never expected that there would be so many 150,000.

According to Mr. Liu, I can buy a car in the first month, build a villa in the second month, and start earning interest in the third month.

This enormous wealth will flow into my pocket every month, making me a millionaire and allowing me to enjoy a happy life for the rest of my days.

To be honest, it would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted by so much money.

When Mr. Liu saw the surprise and longing on my face, the corners of his mouth turned up again:

"So, why did you refuse such a large sum of money?"

"Just sign the contract as I say. Once you sign it, it'll be like holding a treasure trove. Every month, a large amount of money will flow into your pocket."

Moreover, the signing sister will give you an extra two thousand yuan for the report. Once Dingsheng completes the procurement, 150,000 yuan will be deposited into your account next month.

After saying that, she took out a stack of red banknotes from her bag. The banknotes were not thick, but they were very eye-catching.

Bathed in the light, it seemed to sparkle, illuminating the entire desktop.

She placed two thousand yuan on top of the folder, pushed the file in front of me, and gave me a wicked smile:

"Dazhuang, sign it."

At that moment, I felt that her gaze towards me was full of expectation.

The air was filled with the scent of shampoo from her hair.

Honestly, this is a lot of money, and it really tempts me.

But a gentleman loves money, but he earns it honestly. I cannot earn money through deception and fraud, especially not from my own woman.

Although my relationship with Ms. Zhao was just a fleeting affair, after we had sex, I subconsciously considered her to be my woman.

How could he leech off his own woman?

I shook my head and pushed the money back.

Upon seeing this, General Manager Liu was first taken aback, then stood up in anger and slammed his right hand down on the table.

Staring at me angrily:

"Dazhuang, why don't you name a price?"

She was really angry.

I've seen greedy people, but I've never seen anyone this greedy.

Even though the money will ultimately not be given out, it's still infuriating.

Since we've kept increasing our demands but haven't reached an agreement, we might as well be open and honest and let the other party name their price.

I listened to her words and shook my head:

"Mr. Liu, I don't want a single penny of the kickback."

I removed the money from the contract and pointed to it, saying:

"Let's discuss the contract properly. You just pay whatever the contract states. No need for kickbacks."

"No, I don't want the kickback?"

Mr. Liu stared at me in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock.

She has met many people in her life, but she has never met anyone like me.

They offered huge kickbacks, yet refused without even thinking.

"Yes, I don't want a kickback." I nodded. "Just quote the actual price."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Liu blinked, his gaze sweeping over me from head to toe, making me feel somewhat uncomfortable.

He only looked away after a long while:

"Okay then, let me think about it for a while."

"OK."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Liu got up, took his bag, and walked into the inner room, closing the door behind him.

After thinking for a moment, he called Zhao Fengyue.

Beep~

Zhao Fengyue's phone rang. She looked down at the table and saw that the caller ID showed Liu Huilin.

So he bent down and picked it up.

Zhang Xiaoqian, who was sitting to the side, quickly came over as well.

Because she had arranged to test Dazhuang with General Manager Liu this morning, Zhao Fengyue did not go to Dingsheng today.

Instead, he and Zhang Xiaoqian sat on the sofa watching TV, waiting for Liu Huilin's call.

From the moment she got up, Zhang Xiaoqian kept saying that today she would let her mother see through Dazhuang's true colors.

This made Zhao Fengyue feel somewhat worried.

She even had a fleeting thought that it was perfectly normal for Dazhuang to succumb to the temptation. After all, for a boy from the countryside, who could resist the lure of a million a year?

But what if he can't help himself? What will happen to him and me then?

Putting aside Zhang Xiaoqian, who would definitely be firmly opposed, even she herself couldn't accept a man like that.

After all, given her special status, she must stay away from anyone who covets her money. Otherwise, she'll face serious trouble later in life.

But if that's the case, then I and Dazhuang are not meant to be.

Recalling her fleeting encounter yesterday afternoon, she still felt a flutter in her heart.

Staring at Liu Huilin's phone, he was momentarily stunned and didn't answer the call.

"Mom, what are you standing there for? Answer the phone!"

Seeing her mother staring blankly at the phone, Zhang Xiaoqian quickly urged her to hurry up. She was eager to know the result.

She figured Dazhuang would definitely embezzle the kickback. Now her mother would finally see the truth.

I've already told you, Chen Dazhuang only hooked up with you because he wanted our family's money, but you still don't believe me.

He's in his twenties, and you're forty. If he's not after your money, what is he after?

Although my mother's looks and figure are absolutely stunning, in this day and age, it's practically impossible for a man to date a woman that much older than himself.

There is no other possibility besides greed.

Seeing her daughter urging her, Zhao Fengyue looked at her phone and tapped the answer button.

She wasn't an indecisive person; once she decided to take the test, she was prepared to accept the results.

"Hello, Huilin."

As soon as Zhao Fengyue spoke, Zhang Xiaoqian eagerly pressed her head against Zhao Fengyue's phone and quickly asked:

"Aunt Liu, did Chen Dazhuang nod? I knew it! He was only after my family's money when he approached my mom, that bastard!"

"Cough cough." Liu Huilin on the phone coughed twice when she heard her words.

"Xiaoqian, Fengyue, Dazhuang didn't sign."

"Huh? You didn't sign it?" Zhang Xiaoqian asked hurriedly before Zhao Fengyue could answer, her mind full of questions.

Of course, she didn't think Dazhuang was a decent person who didn't covet money, but rather she guessed that Dazhuang's appetite was too big.

"I knew he was greedy, but I never imagined he was this greedy! Aunt Liu, tell me, how much money does he want?"

Zhao Fengyue, who was standing to the side, also frowned.

Did I misjudge him? I thought Dazhuang wasn't the kind of person who would covet dirty money, but it turns out he's even greedier than others. 100,000 a month isn't enough? Does he want an even higher price if he doesn't sign a contract?

Seeing that they had misunderstood, Liu Huilin quickly smiled and said:

"No, he said he doesn't want kickbacks; he'll only pay the contract price."

"No kickbacks?" Zhang Xiaoqian was all prepared to berate the scumbag, her aura blazing. But Liu Huilin's words silenced her completely.

She stood there, stunned, her eyes vacant, muttering, "How could that be? He's just a greedy person, how could he not want the kickback?"

Hearing Liu Huilin's words, Zhao Fengyue smiled with relief. She glanced at Zhang Xiaoqian, who looked lost and dejected, and asked into the phone, "Tell me what happened."

Zhang Xiaoqian, who was in a daze, also came to her senses and leaned towards the phone again, wanting to hear what had happened.

"It's like this..." Liu Huilin recounted everything that happened from the lobby to the inside of the house to Zhao Fengyue in detail.

Liu Huilin became more and more agitated as she spoke: "I really didn't expect that not only would he not want the kickback, but he would also return the two thousand yuan gift I gave him."

"My God, I've never seen a man like this before, really, never."

Like Zhao Fengyue, Liu Huilin is also widowed. In fact, their husbands were old acquaintances. They disappeared completely ten years ago after being robbed by gangsters in Hong Kong while on business.

They hadn't heard from them for years. Both women knew in their hearts that their husband had met with some misfortune.

Over the years, Zhao Fengyue has raised Zhang Xiaoqian alone and has never been with a man.

But Liu Huilin is the opposite.

She is someone who can't stand being alone.

Over the years, I've dated many men, ranging in age from twenty to fifty.

She's seen countless men, but she's never met one like this before.

For a moment, she even had the thought of taking Chen Dazhuang away from Zhao Fengyue.

After chatting with Zhao Fengyue for a few more minutes, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled and said, "I don't want the money, but I can at least have your looks, right? Feng Yue, I'll just consider this a test of Da Zhuang's willpower. If he's not strong enough and gets on my bandwagon, then you can't blame me."