Meng Hao had never had a good impression of Dong Jian.
If it weren't for Uncle Chenghua's sake, he wouldn't have approached him to negotiate the acquisition.
After all,
There were more than a dozen similar factories that had gone bankrupt due to the military-led mecha concept cleanup.
Aoshi Heavy Industry had no real advantage.
Seeing Meng Hao about to leave, without any lingering hesitation,
Dong Jian was on the verge of tears.
He quickly ran to the doorway and blocked Meng Hao's path.
"Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng."
"Let's talk it over nicely."
"It's business, you ask for the sky and settle for the earth."
"Can you add a little more, please?"
Meng Hao looked Dong Jian directly in the eyes and slowly shook his head.
"Two hundred million, not a cent more!"
"Either agree and sign the contract immediately... or move aside, and I'll leave!"
His words were decisive.
There was no room for negotiation.
As the saying goes, when you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.
The current situation was extremely dire for Dong Jian.
Either he agreed to Meng Hao's terms and sold it for 200 million...
Or the bank would seize it, and the bank would decide the sale price, whether it fetched more or less...
It was clear.
Currently, the only entity in the market with the strength to acquire Aoshi Heavy Industry was Meng Hao's Huarong Industrial.
If it were to be auctioned by the bank.
Let alone two hundred million.
It might not even be possible to negotiate a price of one hundred million... If that were the outcome, he would only become a defaulter owing one hundred million!
Even more so.
If the bank pursued his liability.
It was also possible for them to sue him on the grounds of disrupting market order.
That would be more than just becoming a defaulter.
That would mean spending his life in prison.
"Sell, sell, I'll sell, isn't that enough!"
"Mr. Meng, you're ruthless."
"Can't you at least leave me a way out!"
"I've bet my entire fortune and life on this factory."
"I'm almost sixty, and at the end of my life, I'm facing a desolate end with nothing!"
Dong Jian's words were sincere.
In his life,
He had painstakingly acquired the assets of existing factories, and finally accumulated this fortune of 300 million.
Now.
He was back to square one.
He was old, but he had no retreat.
It was foreseeable.
His old age would indeed be desolate.
"Oh, is that so!"
"I know a few social welfare institutions, I'll give you their numbers later!"
"Also, when you were greedy and gambled everything, trying to suppress my Huarong Industrial, why didn't you consider the outcome you'd face today?"
Meng Hao said a few casual words indifferently.
And with a nod, he signaled Chenghua to place the already prepared documents and contract on the table.
Yes.
It was he who had schemed and tried to harm Meng Hao back then.
In the end, his attempt to steal a chicken resulted in the loss of his own rice.
He had lost his entire fortune and life.
With a sigh.
Dong Jian picked up the pen, which felt heavier than a thousand pounds, and bitterly signed his name on the commercial negotiation contract!
Although he didn't know where his next meal would come from,
He had to deal with the current bank loan issue first... He couldn't go to jail at his age!
As for welfare institutions.
Forget it.
Dormitory beds,
The food was as bad as dog food.
Except for being relatively freer.
The treatment was no different from prison.
After signing.
Meng Hao reviewed it, confirmed there were no issues, and handed the contract to Chenghua.
"Very good."
"Someone will be assigned to handle the handover procedures."
Just as Meng Hao was about to leave.
Chenghua hesitantly spoke.
"Young Master."
"I have an impolite request!"
Meng Hao stopped and looked at Chenghua.
"Can the acquisition price be raised a little?"
After all.
Chenghua was still soft-hearted.
He had worked with Dong Jian for over twenty years, and seeing him in such a desolate old age, he felt some pity.
Meng Hao tilted his head.
Lost in thought.
After several tens of seconds.
He smiled faintly and said.
"Uncle Chenghua, since you've spoken, of course, it's easy to discuss..."
"How about this, all the expenses incurred by Aoshi Heavy Industry due to loans and other factors, we will cover them all."
"In addition, we'll add another one million for the acquisition. Is that acceptable?"
Chenghua remained silent, but nodded with gratitude.
"Alright, it's settled then!"
One million.
For Dong Jian, although it was not as opulent as his previous 300 million fortune,
It was more than enough for his retirement.
Alas!
After a lifetime of striving and struggling, he was ultimately saved from a miserable old age by the old employee he had abandoned.
"Chenghua, thank you." Dong Jian said slowly after a long while.
Chenghua glanced at Meng Hao, who was walking away, and replied to his former leader at great speed.
"Mr. Dong, we were colleagues and supervisor-subordinate for a period..."
"Many things you did in your life were indeed unreliable and ungentlemanly, especially selling our factory..."
"But I also have to thank you for selling the factory, otherwise, we old guys wouldn't have met a business genius like the young master..."
"Enough said, I've done all I can. Take care of yourself!"
Having said that.
Chenghua, carrying his briefcase, briskly followed Meng Hao.
The energetic Chenghua was just like the young man who had just joined the factory in Dong Jian's memory.
...
The hundreds of employees of Aoshi Heavy Industry were gathered in the auditorium conference room.
They all knew that Aoshi Heavy Industry had been acquired.
Most of them were worried.
On one hand, they didn't know if the new owner would pay their previously owed wages.
On the other hand, they were unsure if the new owner had strict requirements and if they would be fired.
Most of them had families to support.
If they had to find new jobs, it would take at least two to three months without income.
It would greatly affect their quality of life.
Soon.
Meng Hao and Chenghua appeared on the main stage of the auditorium.
All eyes were fixed on Chenghua.
Clearly.
Based on human inertia, they would naturally assume that this middle-aged man, who was steady and possessed an obvious administrative experience, was the boss behind the acquisition of Aoshi Heavy Industry.
These downcast employees instantly straightened up, put on their best demeanor, hoping to make a good impression on the new boss.
"Everyone, I believe you've all received the news!"
"Dong Jian has sold the factory again."
"I am Chenghua, your future Administrative Vice Director!"
Huh?
Administrative Vice Director?
Why didn't the boss himself come to negotiate the factory acquisition?
Could it be that he didn't take it seriously at all?
Also.
Why did he say "sold again"?
Just as everyone was murmuring to themselves,
Chenghua bowed slightly to the side, leaving the center position for Meng Hao.
"This is everyone's new owner... the founder of Huarong Industrial!"
"Meng Hao, Mr. Meng."
Huh?
This young man named Meng Hao is the new boss?
Are you kidding me?
Looking so young.
In fact, many employees' children were around Meng Hao's age.
Previously.
When Meng Hao stood next to Chenghua, they thought he was just an assistant or something.