Zhu Wanli arrived at Wang Yu's place with an air of arrogance, demanding that Wang Yu hand over his small appliance technology.
Wang Yu's expression immediately turned grim. Was everyone trying to show their presence in front of him?
"We already know about your situation."
Without regard for Wang Yu's darkened expression, Wang Jin stepped forward and spoke arrogantly, "It's common knowledge that you've been jointly sanctioned by eight provinces and had to hand over your fuel engine technology! Our boss, with his discerning eye, recognized your talent and extended an olive branch. But you, ungrateful wretch, refused his offer. Do you know how many people dream of cooperating with our State-Owned Department Store? Do you know we control nearly 90% of the sales channels and market resources throughout the entire province?"
Wang Jin said to Wang Yu, with a sense of immense superiority attached to each statement. He then gestured to the group behind him, saying, "This is the person in charge of the first fan company in Jiang'an County, this is the leader of the Weiguo Cast Iron Pot Factory, and this gentleman is... they are all units with deep business cooperation with our State-Owned Department Store!"
As Wang Jin introduced each person's identity and background, they would each nod towards Wang Yu with extreme arrogance and pride, then surround Wang Yu with fervent, greedy gazes...
The scene was like a pack of wolves surrounding a sheep!
Greedy, and brazen! It was as if they had already decided they had him cornered!
"Oh? May I ask what brings you all here?"
Wang Yu surveyed everyone present, his brows slightly raised. Coincidentally, the factories each person represented, and the products they manufactured, all had corresponding products at his own establishment.
In other words, in a sense... they were all competitors!
This explained the multitude of unyielding, resentful, and evasive expressions on their faces. Only competitors held such blatant animosity!
However, although they were competitors, they were all factories with mediocre profits and scales. After all, truly powerful large factories wouldn't be groveling to people from a department store; only these weaker factories needed to rely on the department store's channels and resources.
"Hmph! What brings us here? Naturally, it's for you to hand over your small appliance technology! Let more capable people manage it!"
Zhu Wanli said unceremoniously, flicking ash from his cigarette with the posture of a mob boss. "You're just a mere automobile factory. Don't be greedy and dabble in everything. Just focus on your core business of making cars. Other matters can be handled by those more suited for them!"
Hearing Zhu Wanli's words, Wang Yu couldn't help but chuckle.
The "more suited people" he was referring to, weren't they the ones behind him?
How to describe them? A motley crew, a bunch of disheveled wretches, rotten potatoes, and stinky bird eggs.
"That's natural! You'd best hand over the technology obediently, or don't blame us for being impolite!"
Someone in the crowd spoke to Wang Yu, their tone extremely arrogant, as if they had him completely at their mercy.
"That's right, that's right!"
"Then we will each mobilize the resources behind us to sanction you!"
"Just like the eight bicycle factories jointly sanctioned by eight provinces!"
"Precisely, and it's not just us, Director Zhu is here too! You probably don't know the power and connections of the State-Owned Department Store, do you?"
"You'd best be sensible and hand over the technology. We might even spare you, otherwise, you'll be crying later!"
A group of people spoke up, spewing insults at Wang Yu with extremely overbearing tones.
Listening to their words, Wang Yu finally understood.
So these guys heard about him backing down against the eight bicycle factories, and now they all thought they had a chance to get a bite and snatch a piece of the pie!
They intended to seize his technology and then rely on the department store's channels for sales throughout the province!
It seemed that apart from these jealous competitors, it was ultimately the people from the State-Owned Department Store causing trouble here!
A cold glint appeared in Wang Yu's eyes.
"So? You'd best think clearly. What others can do, we can do too. You'd best be wise and hand over the technology, take some technology transfer fees, and leave. You'll still make some profit. Otherwise, be careful you end up with nothing at all!"
Wang Jin yelled at Wang Yu. He had been holding back for a long time. Ever since he met Wang Yu, he seemed to have bad luck with this person who shared the same surname, Wang, always suffering setbacks and indignities, even nearly losing his manager position that he had worked so hard to curry favor for.
However, seeing Wang Yu in trouble now, Wang Jin felt a surge of relief, as if he had drunk a large cup of ice water on a sweltering summer day. It was so refreshing!
Seeing Wang Yu's dejected expression would be the best gift for him!
Eh? Why wasn't he showing any dejection? Instead, he was smiling?
Was he forcing a smile? Putting on a brave face? Yes, it must be like that!
Wang Jin sneered inwardly and spoke to Wang Yu again, "You'd best be sensible, otherwise, your small Jiangyang County Automobile Factory might not be safe for long!"
Looking at Wang Jin, who was like a fox borrowing a tiger's might, Wang Yu found it amusing.
Had these guys been kicked by a donkey?
Those eight bicycle factories truly had vast resources and backing from above, and in the end, it was a matter of mutual benefit. But who were these guys? They also wanted to take advantage?
"Little Brother Wang, are you having some trouble?" An Lu asked from the side, "Do you need me to help?"
As the prince of the Kingdom of Dongyou, and with his companions from the so-called Brotherhood Alliance Chamber of Commerce, they were all distinguished and extraordinary, backed by their status as international friends.
They didn't need to do anything; just sitting there in front of these people would cause them to suffer greatly, and many people would come to deal with them!
"Heh heh, thank you for your kind offer, Brother An Lu. This matter, I..."
"Screech—"
Wang Yu was about to politely decline An Lu, but before he could finish speaking, he heard the sharp sound of tires screeching. A super-sized jeep sped over, then drifted to a halt. Immediately, a group of people rushed out.
These individuals had stern faces and sturdy physiques. Unlike the motley crew in front of them, they exuded a fierce and powerful aura.
"Who wants to deal with the Jiangyang County Automobile Factory? How dare you be so disrespectful?"
A tall figure suddenly stood in front of Wang Jin and raised a thick palm, delivering a resounding slap.
"Slap!"
With a crisp sound, Wang Jin immediately clutched his head and fell to the ground, wailing.