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Guo Haipeng suddenly stood up, picked up the aluminum kettle on the table himself, bent down slightly, and refilled Lu Qingshan's empty teacup with water.

So excited that he could hardly contain himself, his hands were trembling slightly, and a few drops of the scalding tea even spilled out.

Even the way they address each other has changed.

"Little Lu... no, Brother Lu!"

"You are truly a benefactor to me, Guo!"

Guo Haipeng was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands together.

"This idea, along with the specific recipe and proportions, name your price! I'll buy it!"

Guo Haipeng waved his hand, exuding heroic spirit.

"Three thousand dollars! No, five thousand dollars! As long as you nod and write down the prescription for me now, I'll have the finance department withdraw the money from the safe right now!"

What was the concept of 5,000 yuan in the 1980s?

In an era when having ten thousand yuan was as rare as a panda, an ordinary worker could only earn about thirty yuan a month even if he worked himself to the bone!

Five thousand yuan is enough to buy all the dignity and whims of any ordinary person in this era!

Guo Haipeng firmly believes that this young man from the countryside will absolutely not be able to refuse this enormous fortune.

However, Lu Qingshan didn't even lift his eyelids.

He leisurely sipped his tea.

Then, under Guo Haipeng's ardent gaze, he slowly shook his head.

Guo Haipeng's heart skipped a beat and sank to the bottom.

"Brother Lu, not satisfied with the price? No problem, everything is negotiable!"

Lu Qingshan gently tapped the teacup on the table, making a crisp sound that seemed to strike Guo Haipeng's heart.

"Director Guo, the formula is a minor issue; I can even improve and upgrade it for you free of charge."

Lu Qingshan slowly raised his eyes, his deep gaze carrying an air of domineering control. "But I have two conditions."

"Tell me! As long as I can do it!" Guo Haipeng held his breath.

Lu Qingshan held up one finger: "First, I must supply all the hawthorn and yam used in this medicine. I must be the sole and preferred supplier for your factory's future raw material purchases. In short, I demand a monopoly."

Guo Haipeng's eyes widened in shock. Good heavens, this young man wasn't even thinking about making a quick buck; he wanted to use the factory to build a long-term industrial chain!

Lu Qingshan raised his second finger: "Secondly, I don't want a single penny of the five thousand yuan buyout fee."

Guo Haipeng was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Lu Qingshan's next sentence froze him in place.

"But after this new product is launched, I want to take 20% of the net profit. If I take even a penny less, this cooperation is off the table."

"Twenty percent?!"

Guo Haipeng gasped, leaning back abruptly, nearly falling to the ground along with his chair.

What does a 20% net profit mean? If this product really becomes a hit as Lu Qingshan envisions, it could be a bottomless pit of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of yuan!

"Are you crazy?!"

The bespectacled pharmacist next to him could no longer hold back. He jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, pointed at Lu Qingshan's nose, and started cursing.

"You country bumpkin, your appetite is way too big! The factory has to bear all the costs of production, labor, transportation, and distribution. You just talk a little and come up with a formula, and you think you can sit back and take 20% of the profits? Do you really think you're some kind of god descended from heaven?!"

"sit down!"

Guo Haipeng slammed his hand on the table, glaring at the pharmacist and yelling, "Do you even have a right to speak here?"

The pharmacist turned pale from the yelling and slunk away, but his eyes were still full of resentment.

Guo Haipeng took a deep breath and looked at Lu Qingshan with an uncertain expression.

"Brother Lu, 20%... that's practically cutting off my lifeline. Even if I agree, the other shareholders in the factory won't."

Lu Qingshan remained as steady as Mount Tai, even leisurely peeling a peanut and throwing it into his mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound.

"Director Guo, risk and reward are always proportional. Without me, your factory will go bankrupt sooner or later; with me, your factory will be a star enterprise in the whole province. You know perfectly well which one to choose."

Lu Qingshan patted the peanut crumbs off his hands, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Guo Haipeng with an extremely imposing air: "How about this, I'll compromise and we'll make a bet."

"What kind of bet?" Guo Haipeng swallowed hard.

"In the first year, I'll only take 10% of the net profit. If the total sales of the new product exceed 500,000 in the first year, my dividend will automatically increase to 20% from the second year onwards!"

"But if it doesn't reach 500,000, I, Lu Qingshan, will only take 10% during this three-year exclusive supply period; I won't take a single penny more. Director Guo, do you dare to take this challenge?"

"boom!"

Guo Haipeng felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind.

Five hundred thousand! The factory worked itself to the bone last year, and the total output value of all products combined was only eight hundred thousand!

If this one item can sell 500,000 units, then it's definitely a money-printing machine!

When that time comes, a 20% net profit is nothing!

Guo Haipeng's eyes were bloodshot, like a gambler who had staked everything.

If he succeeds, he'll be a prominent figure in the provincial capital's business community; if he fails, at worst he'll still be stuck with this half-dead mess.

It's done!

"Draft the contract immediately!"

Guo Haipeng slammed his fist on the table, turned and hysterically roared towards the door, "Call the legal department people here! Now! Immediately! Even if the King of Heaven himself comes, this contract must be signed today!"

In less than half an hour, a formal contract bearing the factory's bright red seal was placed in front of Lu Qingshan.

The terms of the three-year exclusive supply agreement and the performance-based agreement are crystal clear.

With a flourish of his pen, Lu Qingshan signed his name and pressed his red fingerprint. This earth-shattering deal, destined to sweep the nation and generate millions in profits, was finalized right there in the private room of this state-run hotel!

"Money, give me the money!" Guo Haipeng held the contract, as excited as a martial arts fanatic who had obtained a peerless martial arts manual.

Soon, the head of the finance department came running in, sweating profusely and carrying a bulging black cloth bag.

"Splash—"

The zipper was unzipped, and five hundred brand-new ten-yuan bills, stacked neatly like bricks, exuding an enticing aroma of ink, were pushed directly in front of Lu Qingshan.

"Brother Lu! Five thousand yuan as a deposit for the first batch of yams and hawthorns!" Guo Haipeng gripped Lu Qingshan's hand tightly, his face beaming. "This is my sincerity, please consider it?"

"No need to order, Director Guo is very generous."

Lu Qingshan smiled faintly, opened his satchel, and haphazardly stuffed in the enormous sum of money—more than an ordinary person could earn in several lifetimes—along with the contract. The casual movement was as if he were packing two large cabbages.

This demeanor made Guo Haipeng feel that he was even more unfathomable, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This young man is definitely not someone to be underestimated in the future!

……

Stepping out of the restaurant, sunlight shone on Lu Qingshan's face. With this contract and this start-up capital, he finally possessed the trump card to overturn the game in this era!

He hurried back to the rented courtyard, where his wife, Lin Xiulan, was anxiously hanging clothes to dry.

"Qingshan, why have you been gone for so long? Did something go wrong?" Lin Xiulan greeted him with worried eyes.

Lu Qingshan didn't say a word, but pulled her into the house and locked the door.

"Snapped!"

The heavy handbag was slammed onto the octagonal table. Lu Qingshan ripped open the zipper.

The bright red "Great Unity" banner, along with the contract stamped with a red seal, resembled a small red mountain that instantly caught Lin Xiulan's eye.

Lin Xiulan's breathing suddenly stopped.

She stared intently at the money on the table, her mind completely blank.

Lu Qingshan pulled her into his arms, resting his chin domineeringly on the top of her head. "Wife, look carefully, this is the contract we signed! It's money we earned honestly and legally!"

Lu Qingshan grabbed Lin Xiulan's trembling hand and pressed it hard against the stacks of money.

"This five thousand yuan is our foundation for settling down in the provincial capital." Lu Qingshan looked at her intently. "From today onwards, you will have complete control over the family finances. Every penny I, Lu Qingshan, earn is yours."

"Let's go, wife." Lu Qingshan's heroic spirit surged forth.

"Back to Hongshitun! With the provincial capital as our backing, Yu Bo's underhanded tactics at the county food factory are utterly worthless! I'll let everyone in Hongshitun know that following me, Lu Qingshan, means there's meat to be eaten!"

……

The next afternoon, after a bumpy journey, the two finally returned to Hongshitun.

From afar, Lu Qingshan saw the wooden sign at the village entrance that read "High Prices for Mountain Goods".

He had imagined that the purchasing point would be packed with people, with long queues forming. However, reality made him frown.

The purchasing point set up at Li Erniu's house was now closed, its desolate atmosphere unsettling.

Under the old locust tree at the village entrance, a few idle men and women were gathered in twos and threes, pointing and gossiping about Li Erniu's house.

The villagers' conversation abruptly ceased when they saw Lu Qingshan and Lin Xiulan approaching carrying large bags and bundles. Their gazes instantly turned strange, a mixture of sympathy, mockery, and, most notably, undisguised schadenfreude.

"Hey, isn't this Boss Lu back? Made a fortune, huh?" Zhao Mazi, the village hoodlum, whistled sarcastically.

"Big boss, huh? I bet he's about to go bankrupt and beg for food." A gossipy woman next to her covered her mouth and chuckled.

Lu Qingshan's eyes suddenly darkened, and a cold aura instantly emanated from him.

Just then, with a creak, the gate to Li Erniu's house was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Li Erniu, looking anxious and like an ant on a hot pan, rushed out. When he saw Lu Qingshan, he felt as if he had seen a living Buddha, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.

"Brother Qingshan! You're finally back!"

"Something's happened!"