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Chapter 887: Chapter 772: Reverse Solution (Subscribe!)

More than ten minutes later.

After numerous turns.

Tang Qing’s car reached a destination. Despite so many turns, it didn’t mean that this place was isolated. It was simply due to the traffic conditions in the Shanghai Stock Market combined with the calculation of the shortest distance and a traffic-free route by satellite.

In the end, even Pu Chaodong felt dizzy.

It was only upon arrival that they realized they were on the edge of Central Ring Road.

"What a bizarre route."

This was what both Chai Ren and Zheng Lin were feeling at this moment. Looking at the driver in the front seat, they were puzzled. Didn’t he know the way? But if he didn’t know the way, how had he managed to drive here?

Regarding this, Tang Qing provided no explanation.

"We’re here."

Tang Qing was the first to get out of the car.

The others immediately followed.

Once they got out of the car.

They saw an old factory. People were entering and exiting, wearing work clothes. The sign at the entrance had ’Xinghui Clothing Factory’ written on it, indicating the identity of this place.

"Why are we here? Is this place about to be demolished?"

Confused, Chai Ren asked. Although the location was good and the transportation convenient, with many high-rise buildings nearby, the factory seemed to be operating well and didn’t look like it was about to be demolished.

Upon hearing this.

Tang Qing turned his head and looked at Chai Ren strangely.

Seeing Tang Qing’s strange look.

Chai Ren was clueless.

"Why are you all looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Chai Ren touched his face, bewildered.

Because he noticed.

It seemed that Zheng Lin was also looking at him with the same gaze, only Pu Chaodong and their expressions were normal.

"My dear Chai, you really do have a poor memory, considering you’re helping your family’s real estate company acquire land in Beijing. If someone won’t sell, we find a way to make them sell, and after buying, we can demolish it, right?"

Zheng Lin looked down on Chai Ren with a face full of smugness.

He finally caught the opportunity.

Mocking Chai Ren made him inwardly delighted.

Upon hearing this, Chai Ren was hugely embarrassed.

Touching his forehead.

It was very awkward.

Indeed.

He had forgotten about this.

If they wanted a piece of land, they could just buy it and demolish it.

Why bother about the ’demolishable zones’ provided by the local government? As long as they liked a place, buying it was enough, no matter what was previously built on it. He could demolish it. It’s just that he wasn’t responsible for this before, and he never thought of coming here.

And Pu Chaodong had always acted according to ’business rules.’

He didn’t have the same ’domineering land acquisition’ demeanor as Chai Ren and the others.

With a wry smile, Chai Ren said, "Well, my mind was messed up earlier. This place is pretty good, large, and worth buying." Chai Ren was a bit curious, though, whether Tang Qing had already chosen this location in advance.

"Let’s go, we’ll go in and have a look. And don’t give me that look. I also just found out about this place. I heard the owner has encountered some difficulties and is interested in selling the factory," Tang Qing explained.

Afterward.

Tang Qing and a group of people walked towards the factory.

Just as they reached the main gate.

They were stopped by the security guard.

Seeing the impressive attire of the group, the elderly guard’s attitude was surprisingly good, "May I ask what brings you here?"

"I’m here to see your boss. My name is Tang, we just made an appointment," Tang Qing said with a smile. Such matters were naturally handled by the command room. Before deciding to come here, they had contacted the factory’s boss to schedule a meeting.

The factory owner encountered a problem that many Huaxia businessmen had experienced.

That was the maturity of private lending.

The owner of the factory had borrowed a large amount of private funds for other investment projects, but the projects were continuously unprofitable, so the owner needed to sell some non-core assets to cover this big deficit.

The guard had no doubts.

"Please wait a moment, I’ll call our boss to confirm," he said.

"Sure," Tang Qing nodded.

The guard quickly ran back to the duty room, dialed the boss’s number, and after chattering away with some information about Tang Qing and his group, he hung up and hurried out, "Boss Tang, our boss will be right out."

"Okay."

It wasn’t but half a minute.

They saw a slightly overweight figure appear next to the office building, hurrying over. Because the office building was squeezed at the doorway, it only took a few dozen steps for the boss to reach the entrance.

"Sorry for the delay, please come in," the boss Wen Hui said with a smile, his attitude slightly respectful. It couldn’t be helped; these people were his lifeline.

"Please."

Wen Hui led Tang Qing and his group toward the factory.

"Boss Tang, I didn’t expect you to arrive just ten minutes after we hung up the phone. You’re really efficient," Wen Hui cautiously tested as they walked. Seeing Tang Qing looking around, it seemed he was genuinely interested.

Tang Qing slowly explained, "We were just strolling nearby and heard from a friend about this, so we came over to take a look. If the price is right, I think our cooperation will be very pleasant."

Wen Hui was thrilled upon hearing this.

He didn’t care whether Tang Qing had planned it in advance or not.

As long as he could sell the factory, that was enough. Given Tang Qing’s age, he likely belonged to a wealthy second generation, interested in this parcel of land. Even if these individuals converted the factory’s industrial land to commercial or even to residential land and made a huge profit from it,

it had nothing to do with him.

Because he wasn’t qualified to share in any of it.

"Rest assured, our prices always go by the market rate," Wen Hui assured.

Tang Qing grunted in acknowledgment.

He followed Wen Hui around the factory.

It had to be said.

The place was really quite large, covering nearly a hundred acres. Wen Hui had been in the clothing business since the ’80s and opened this factory in 1992. After more than a decade, having once built a brand and made some money, the good times did not last long.

Eventually, he simply shifted to subcontracting.

He also dabbled in other industries, experiencing highs and lows over the years, venturing into over a dozen sectors, but many of his ventures were sold off. The only business he didn’t sell was the one he started with.

But now he had no choice but to sell it; otherwise, creditors would come knocking on his door.

Listening to Wen Hui recount his experiences through the years,

the ups and downs,

gave Tang Qing a glimpse into the difficulties faced by a Huaxia businessman.

After the opening up.

Many rose,

and many fell.

In that era of tumultuous change, countless stories were buried. Many continued to persevere, while many others never recovered, only able to reminisce about past glories at the dinner table, sighing with emotion.

"Boss Tang, you’ve seen the situation here. You already know the offer on the phone, as well as my conditions. It’s essential to secure the jobs for the workers; these over five hundred employees are exceptional. They can’t be dismissed within three years, and we must include this in the contract."

Although Wen Hui was a businessman, he cared about his staff as well.

"Deal,"

Tang Qing agreed immediately.

The price had already been hammered down over the phone; it was Wen Hui’s bottom line. There was nothing left to negotiate.

"Thank you,"

Wen Hui’s face beamed with happiness.

But then he thought of something.

"What kind of factory do you plan to run?" Wen Hui asked curiously, a question not raised during the phone call.

"Run a factory? No, I plan to build an office park for my company,"

Tang Qing stated frankly.

But Wen Hui obviously couldn’t accept this answer.

"You’re not running a factory? What will you do with these workers?" Wen Hui suppressed the anger rising in his heart.

Seeing this,

Tang Qing smiled, "I have other factories that can accommodate them." This was why the command room analysis concluded this was the best location; the factory’s workforce essentially consisted of outsiders.

Meaning they could be easily relocated.

Of course,

except for the few who, for various reasons, wanted to remain in Shanghai, the majority could be transferred. Qingyan City’s factories had a significant demand for workers; it was almost like tailor-made.

"You have other factories? What kind? Clothing factories?" Wen Hui’s anger dissipated.

"Right?" Tang Qing nodded.

Wen Hui asked curiously, "What’s it called?"

"Sheng Tang Group," Tang Qing replied coolly.

Learning that Tang Qing was the boss of Sheng Tang Group,

Wen Hui’s eyes widened.

Sheng Tang Group.

The number one apparel enterprise domestically.

An enormous corporate group with over ten thousand employees.

Accommodating these staff members would be all too easy.

"Thank you, I’ll sell it,"

Wen Hui exclaimed excitedly, selling the factory to Sheng Tang Group was undoubtedly the best result for his veteran employees. As for why he believed Tang Qing immediately, it was because, as a peer, Tang Qing’s photo was not available, but his reputed handsomeness made men want to ruin his face, and that was indeed true.

Upon meeting him,

sure enough,

soon,

the transfer contract was signed.

Yet, to finalize the factory handover,

procedures would still take a week.

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