Jiu Zhen Song

Chapter 126 Are You Protecting Your Future Sister-in-Law?

"500 unit order?"

Wang Yu suddenly realized, remembering the promise of a 500-unit agricultural vehicle order when he first met her.

She had once declared with conviction that a 100-unit order was just the first batch. Back then, no one believed her, thinking it was just an empty boast.

Even Wang Yu himself had assumed she intended to expand downwards by developing secondary agents, using the provincial general dealership as a model, with people like Hu Pangzi serving as prime examples.

Speaking of which, Wang Yu had even personally asked her what would happen if she couldn't deliver on the 100-unit order if she couldn't secure more.

At the time, she hadn't said anything, only offering a mysterious smile.

Now, it seemed, this must be about the 500-unit order.

Lost in thought, Wang Yu casually accepted the stack of documents handed to him by Wu Lingling.

He had only flipped through the first page before he was completely stunned.

The content of the document was written in a foreign language, with the title on the first page clearly stating "Dongma Country Tender Document."

"Tender document? And from Dongma Country?"

Wang Yu blinked, clearly surprised.

Dongma Country was located in the southeastern part of Dongzhou. Among the many small nations there, it was considered middle to lower tier. Not the worst, but not much better.

After carefully reviewing the contents of the tender document, the foreign language posed no difficulty for him. It was indeed a plan for Dongma Country to import a batch of vehicles for national construction and development.

The initial plan required 500 units. This small country had no industrial base and naturally couldn't manufacture the vehicles, so they had to source them externally.

Coincidentally, the Dongzhou Industrial Expo was scheduled for next month, and they intended to use this opportunity to solicit bids and find suitable partners.

Closing the document, Wang Yu displayed a look of shock for the first time.

Although he had always suspected Wu Lingling's background was extraordinary, he hadn't expected her to casually procure a country's tender document.

Well, it should be said that her sister had obtained it.

Even though Dongma Country was weak and insignificant, just a minor player in Dongzhou, it was still a nation.

As the saying goes, don't dismiss a bean bun as insignificant.

A nation was naturally incomparable to a small county. It was no wonder her sister was so haughty and arrogant.

"This... are you planning to bid?" Wang Yu looked at Wu Lingling.

"Naturally. I've said I have no interest in petty business. This young lady aims to make big money," Wu Lingling said with a proud smile, her tone full of self-satisfaction.

"I've secured the qualification to bid. You don't need to know how I did it. All you need to know is that once this large order is completed, there will be a continuous stream of orders in the future. There are countless small developing countries around Dongzhou!

"Moreover, the small home appliances and daily necessities you have on hand also have a vast market, and there will be no shortage of buyers.

"The idea of that nameless department store wanting to blacklist you is simply laughable. They can only see what's right in front of them. Like trying to discuss ice with a summer insect or the sea with a frog in a well.

"However, speaking of which..."

At this point, Wu Lingling's tone abruptly shifted, and she looked at Wang Yu.

"The Dongzhou Industrial Expo is full of hidden talents. I wonder if you have the ability to stand out. This isn't something you can achieve through luck or clever tricks."

A hint of a smile played in Wu Lingling's eyes, as if to say, "I've set the stage, now it's up to you to perform."

"Haha, truly worthy of being my number one agent! You don't act unless it's to achieve something spectacular." Wang Yu chuckled and gave Wu Lingling a thumbs-up.

"You're giving me a challenge. Then I have only one answer: I will win, no matter who the enemy is!"

At this moment, Wang Yu exuded confidence.

"That's for the best," Wu Lingling said with a smile, her eyes holding an unreadable expression. No matter who the enemy is, that's wonderful.

"Alright, no matter what we do, let's eat well first."

Wang Yu smiled and comforted Wang Ling, who was beside him. "Speaking of your sister, she must have really upset Xiao Ling. You should make something delicious tonight to appease her."

"Yes, yes! That bad woman said a lot of bad things about you, brother," Wang Ling quickly chimed in.

"Don't be disrespectful. Whatever she says is her business," Wang Yu said sternly. "She's your Lingling sister's sister, after all. Don't be so loud."

"Oh, are you defending your sister-in-law?" Wang Ling was most afraid of Wang Yu's stern expression and could only nod, muttering under her breath.

"What? What did you say?"

"Nothing, I didn't say anything!"

...

Time passed quickly, and three days vanished in the blink of an eye.

Under the efforts of Brother Hu and his gang, the news of the steel mill's bet with the Hedao group had spread like wildfire, becoming almost common knowledge throughout Jiangyang County.

It had even evolved into many different versions, such as a moving love story, a noble patriotic sentiment, and a strategic battle of wits.

It was rumored that the last version was personally crafted by Brother Hu, inspired by "The Taking of Tiger Mountain." Wang Yu could only shake his head; these guys were too talented to be mere thugs. With such wild imaginations, they would be top-tier online writers in the future, perhaps even becoming "Great Gods."

"So, everyone knows now. Good, very good!"

Wang Yu listened with satisfaction as Brother Hu reported. The steel mill employees had indeed learned the news. From initial disbelief to outright denial, and then to their current evasiveness, Yang Song's life had been a rollercoaster.

Before, he was in high demand, with many people eager to take advantage of the situation and get a piece of the steel mill. They fawned over him, trying to curry favor.

However, once this news spread, everyone wished they could stay as far away from him as possible, as if he carried a stench that would linger in the wind.

It was understandable. Who knew when the people from Hedao would come to fulfill the agreement? Taking over the steel mill now would be like becoming a fall guy.

Although the term "fall guy" didn't exist at the time, everyone understood the underlying meaning.

Even the steel mill workers, who had been on strike and protesting, had now fallen silent.

Their strikes were essentially about money. Otherwise, the impassioned veteran workers wouldn't have instantly wilted and backed down in front of Yang Song, becoming as dejected as frosted eggplants.

"Naturally. Little Factory Director, you have no idea how miserable Yang Song's life is now. To add some color to his existence, I've embellished the story quite a bit during its spread," Brother Hu said with a smug expression, as if he had accomplished something truly remarkable.

Uh... what's there to be so proud of?

Wang Yu's mouth twitched. He could guess with his eyes closed that the "embellishments" Brother Hu added were definitely not wholesome.

"Little Factory Director, there's a phone call for you from the steel mill!"

Suddenly, Wang Yu heard someone say.