Chapter 260 The Tragedy Caused by a Phone Call

Upon hearing Tofunawa's brief explanation of the entire matter, it seemed someone intended to target Tofsovsky.

However, their choice of Chinese B-share stocks indicated that this person was definitely from China. Tofunawa had mentioned that she and her brother had no mortal enemies, and she could only provide Zhang Tianxing with one name: Chen Sancang.

Zhang Tianxing had never heard of Chen Sancang. "How about this, send me all the information you have about this Chen Sancang, and I'll help you investigate. Also, send me information about his subordinates, if any. Send it all together."

"Okay, I'll send it to you right away. Brother Tianxing, you're the only one who can help us now. We're surrounded on all sides, and we can't get any loans from the bank," Tofunawa said pitifully.

It seemed Tofsovsky was in a very difficult situation. At the very least, his cash flow had been cut off. For a businessman, this was undoubtedly a sword hanging over his head, a disaster of extinction.

This matter shouldn't be that simple. Given the capabilities Chen Sancang had displayed in this incident, his ambitions were far from this. He definitely had other goals.

However, Zhang Tianxing didn't have enough information to determine their true objective. But it was obvious that their target was either Tofsovsky or his friends.

Because only in times of crisis would friends help Tofsovsky. Chen Sancang would appear at a critical moment, then deliver a fatal blow to Tofsovsky and his friends.

"Could it be aimed at me?" Zhang Tianxing shook his head. "That's impossible. To go through such a convoluted route to deal with me is preposterous. I'm not that important."

Besides, apart from that scum Wu Jiuping and Chen Zhilong from Shengjing, Zhang Tianxing hadn't encountered anyone who would court death.

Chen Zhilong, Chen Sancang... they both had the surname Chen. Could they be related? Zhang Tianxing gave a wry smile. It seemed he was being overly suspicious. There couldn't be so many coincidences. He must be overthinking it.

The urgent task now was to help Tofsovsky clean up his mess. Tofunawa had sent over the product list.

All Zhang Tianxing had to do was ship the goods according to the list.

Good heavens, Tofsovsky was involved in such a massive business. These goods would cost a substantial amount of money.

Fortunately, around this time, the rent for the electronics factory building was paid, and the box office dividends from the New Year films were also trickling in.

Zhang Tianxing estimated that his tens of millions wouldn't be enough to plug the hole. There was no choice. When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.

"Hello, Director Wu? Yes, it's me. It's me, it's Zhang Tianxing from the Crayfish Association. I'd like to order a batch of cotton-padded clothes. Yes, yes, to be sent to Belarus. I'll pay for the shipping. When can this batch be delivered? I'll give you forty percent of the payment in advance, and the rest upon delivery. Okay, okay, no problem. Young people should learn from the older generation."

"Director Sun? I need a batch of leather clothes, to be sent to Belarus. The price is negotiable, as long as the quality is excellent..."

Zhang Tianxing wiped the sweat from his brow. Damn it, these businessmen were all seasoned veterans, unwilling to part with their money without seeing results. It took all his effort to secure the right to pay the remaining balance later.

Goodness, this was just the beginning. This deficit was so large, Zhang Tianxing felt a headache coming on.

However, when he thought of Tofunawa's plea, and how she had strongly supported him when he started his business, otherwise he would still be going around desperately promoting canned goods.

For reasons of both sentiment and obligation, he had to help. Looking at his own weight of one hundred and fifty jin, Zhang Tianxing said to himself with self-deprecation.

"Brother's one hundred and fifty jin will be put on the line. I'll go all out for our foreign friends this time."

Zhang Tianxing analyzed the current situation. The main problem was that Tofsovsky had no money. However, Zhang Tianxing didn't have much money either.

The money he had on hand was all paid as a deposit to order the goods Tofsovsky needed for them.

As long as Tofsovsky could hold on until the goods arrived, he would still have a chance.

While Zhang Tianxing was busily working, Wu Shengnan's call came through.

"Little Boss Zhang, have you gone mad? Do you have any idea how much of our canned goods have been sent to Belarus? You even said that several trainloads of them wouldn't be charged? Do you know how much that costs?" Wu Shengnan was filled with grievances.

She worked herself to death at the cannery, having to think about everything.

There were so many disabled workers, and she still had to renovate part of the factory to create an environment suitable for disabled people to work in.

Then there were the preschools, daycare centers, and staff dormitories that Zhang Tianxing had proposed before the new year.

Each of these required a massive investment of manpower, resources, and finances.

This Little Boss Zhang, with a grand direction set, simply packed his bags and went to school.

If he had been able to focus on his studies, that would have been fine. But he also interfered with the cannery's sales, issuing commands.

To assist a business partner in Belarus whose capital chain had broken, he asked for a delay of one and a half months in receiving payment.

Who knew that wasn't the end of it, he directly asked them to provide three trainloads of canned goods for free!

"Director, do you realize that your few decisions have directly depleted the factory's once ample cash reserves? When you're doing charity, can you please think about our factory workers? They all have elders and young children to support and rely on their wages."

Wu Shengnan poured out everything in her heart in one breath. You're the boss, but you can't do this. I have this temper. If you don't make me feel comfortable, can't I speak a few words of truth?

Upon hearing Wu Shengnan's words, Zhang Tianxing couldn't help but give a wry smile. "Sister Shengnan, I have my difficulties. When I first started from scratch, it was this brother and sister who helped me establish a foothold in the Belarusian market. Now that they are in trouble, I must help them out of both sentiment and obligation."

What's more, a man who lives in this world must repay kindness and avenge grievances.

After hearing Zhang Tianxing's explanation, Wu Shengnan's anger subsided a bit, but her tone remained cold. "Even if you're repaying a favor, there are limits. You can't risk the entire factory. They still need to live. After finally having a stable life, can you bear to let these people be unemployed and unable to find work again? Think about the disabled people you just hired, what will happen to them?"

Having berated Zhang Tianxing fiercely, Wu Shengnan also felt she had gone a bit too far. However, she had to admit that she felt much better after venting.

"Let's leave it at that for now. Think about it yourself. I'm hanging up!" Before Zhang Tianxing could react, Wu Shengnan directly hung up the phone.

Liang Cheng, who was standing nearby, listened to the entire conversation and gave Wu Shengnan a thumbs-up.

"Director Wu is absolutely right. My nephew indeed needs a good scolding. Without guidance, he tends to get carried away. Helping others should be within one's means, and we shouldn't jeopardize our factory."