From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Lu Yunzhou parked his car in the garage of the riverside duplex, with a file bag tucked under his arm. As soon as he entered, Ye Zhiwei looked up from the sofa.

Gu Nanqiao sat at the coffee table organizing documents, while Mu Qingying held a cup of hot tea. All three of them turned their attention to him at the same time.

"How's Jubaozhai doing?"

Mu Qingying put down her cup.

Lu Yunzhou slammed the file folder on the table: "The shop is still there, but the money is gone."

Gu Nanqiao opened the budget sheet and frowned when she saw the final number.

Eight hundred million.

The consignment goods that Jubaozhai withdrew need to be replenished, the warehouse equipment needs to be maintained, the Jiugang project is still burning through cash, and the wages and material costs for Yuanchuan Construction cannot be stopped.

With several accounts piled up, the cash in hand wasn't even enough to cover the shortfall.

Ye Zhiwei leaned against the sofa armrest, her leg injury not yet fully healed, and gently tapped her knee twice with her palm.

"What are you planning to do?"

"give change."

Lu Yunzhou pulled out a chair and sat down. "The three of you will all become shareholders in Jubaozhai."

Ye Zhiwei's hand stopped.

Mu Qingying looked up at him, the teacup lingering at her lips.

Gu Nanqiao closed the document, stared at Lu Yunzhou for a few seconds, and a hint of helplessness appeared on her face.

Lu Yunzhou spread his hands: "I'm short of money, you're rich. Cooperation is a good idea."

"Your mouth certainly saves us the trouble of doing fundraising roadshows."

Ye Zhiwei twitched the corner of her mouth.

Lu Yunzhou tapped the table and explained his arrangements.

Mu Qingying can invest in the project in her own name, Gu Nanqiao is responsible for contacting suppliers and engineering channels for the Nanwan project, and Ye Zhiwei is responsible for reviewing the contracts, investigating the original accounts of Jubaozhai, and designing a joint guarantee plan.

Since the three people contribute money in different ways, the risks they bear must also be calculated separately.

First, make a list of who invests how much and how many shares they will receive.

Profit distribution, exit conditions, and debt boundaries are all written into the contract.

At present, only a fundraising plan can be formulated, but the funds have not yet arrived, and the hole in Jubaozhai's account remains there.

Mu Qingying flipped through the budget sheet, her gaze lingering on the words "eight hundred million".

"I can go back and discuss it with my family, but I need to see the complete account books first."

Lu Yunzhou nodded: "Of course."

Gu Nanqiao pushed the documents aside, her tone still impolite: "I can contact a few suppliers to postpone payments that can be deferred. But that only buys time; it won't solve the 800 million shortfall."

"That's enough."

Lu Yunzhou picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and said, "Let's keep Jubaozhai afloat first, and I'll figure out the rest."

Ye Zhiwei stared at him: "Whose mine are you planning to rob this time?"

"This time, we're doing business."

"Last time you did business, Lei Hu spent 120 million to buy waste blood ginseng."

After Ye Zhiwei finished speaking, Lu Yunzhou paused.

Mu Qingying couldn't help but laugh, and Gu Nanqiao also lowered her head to cover her mouth.

Lu Yunzhou put the cup back on the table: "He was just unlucky that time."

Ye Zhiwei looked at him, shifting her injured leg to the side: "Stop pushing trouble onto us."

"You agreed?"

"I'll go back and discuss investing."

She pointed to the bill on the table, "I'm only responsible for the planning, so I won't pay you yet."

Lu Yunzhou looked at Mu Qingying and Gu Nanqiao.

Mu Qingying put the ledger away and said decisively, "I'll review the accounts first, then we'll discuss the amount."

Gu Nanqiao took out her phone: "I'll make a list of suppliers tonight and give you the results tomorrow."

All three of them had a clear attitude.

I'm willing to help, but the money hasn't arrived yet.

Lu Yunzhou leaned back in his chair, the pressure in his eyes lessening.

At least Jubaozhai has found a way out; it no longer has to stand in front of an empty counter waiting to die.

Ye Zhiwei suddenly remembered the conflict at the door and looked up to ask, "Xu Cheng'an's father, Xu Kui, what are you planning to do?"

Lu Yunzhou stopped flipping through the documents: "How powerful is his backer?"

Ye Zhiwei did not answer immediately.

She picked up the remote control from the coffee table and turned off the TV.

The only sound in the room was the air conditioner blowing air, and everyone's attention was focused on her.

"Xu Kui is only one of the seven seats."

"What are the Seven Seats?"

Gu Nanqiao asked.

Ye Zhiwei looked at Lu Yunzhou: "You'll run into them sooner or later when you take over Jubaozhai. I'm telling you now so you don't fall into any more traps."

She broke down Sheng'an's underground forces into their components.

Ninth Master sat at the top of the Cloud Peak Club, with his seven disciples responsible for overseeing Sheng'an's various businesses.

Xu Kui manages the ore and some of the storage. The Xu family has mineral resources in Lingnan and several transportation lines in Sheng'an, which is why they dared to block Jubaozhai.

The remaining seats are held by individuals who control ports, financial lending, security companies, and entertainment venues.

The remaining seats are distributed across logistics, real estate, and gray market transactions.

These people all abide by the rules set by the Cloud Peak Club, and they also help each other when they encounter external conflicts.

But once the benefits are in their own hands, none of the seven seats will back down.

"Xu Kui has cargo dealings with the port official and lending relationships with the finance official."

Ye Zhiwei raised his hand and tapped the table. "He can borrow other people's boats and money. But if he really drives Jubaozhai to the brink of ruin, the other members will also worry that he will monopolize the mineral supply channels."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yunzhou's expression darkened.

While the seven seats outwardly adhered to the rules, each actually controlled their own territory.

They use each other, but they also guard against each other.

Everyone wants someone else to take the fall for them; no one wants to see another person gain power.

"So Xu Chengan came to block the door today not just to vent his anger for Zheng Duo."

Lu Yunzhou asked.

"Zheng Duo is just making an excuse."

Ye Zhiwei raised her eyes. "Xu Kui wants to test how much confidence you have, and also wants to see if anyone will stand up for you after the Feng family hands over Jubaozhai to you."

Lu Yunzhou pressed down on the file bag with his palm, and the papers made a soft sound on the table.

The conflict started at the store entrance, but the real target was Jubaozhai's source of goods, reputation, and the identity of its new manager.

By making Xu Chengan admit his mistake on the steps, he was essentially slapping Xu Kui in the face in public.

The Xu family won't just send one young master to make a scene next.

Mu Qingying tucked her hair behind her ear and asked, "Should we avoid the Xu family?"

Why avoid it?

Lu Yunzhou looked up. "He blocked my door, so I'll show him how to get in."

Ye Zhiwei looked at him and tapped her knee with her knuckles.

"If you really want to move seven seats, you can't just focus on Xu Kui."

"I know."

"you do not know."

Her tone became more serious. "The seven seats are mutually restraining. If you move one, it will affect the rest. If Xu Kuiruo loses his mining supply, the port seat will have less cargo, the finance seat will tighten its accounts, and the security seat will take the opportunity to raise prices. At that time, everyone will be watching you."

Lu Yunzhou leaned back in his chair, his hands resting on the armrests.

Ye Zhiwei continued speaking.

Shengan's power structure relies on the mutual support of its seven seats.

Each person holds something that others need, and also troubles that others don't want to disclose.

If one of them falls, the others will immediately fill the vacancy.

However, all seven seats also share a common weakness.

Goods need to go through ports, funds need to go through financial institutions, venues need security, and businesses need to be grounded in reality.

Everyone can temporarily give up a piece of profit, but no one dares to lose the channel that allows everyone to continue making money.

"If you really want to break the old order, first find the way out."

Ye Zhiwei stared at Lu Yunzhou, "As long as that connection is broken, none of the Seven Seats will be able to escape unscathed."