I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

After the matter was finalized, Chen Xi looked at the head of Dadao Group next to him and asked, "Dadao Group suddenly wants to manufacture cars. I want to ask where this technology comes from? It's not like what that person from Gege Electric said, is it?"

The head of Dadao Group was taken aback at first, then secretly glanced at the car company bosses next to him, and his face turned slightly red.

After calming himself down, he replied, "How could that be? Don't listen to that woman's nonsense. She's just envious and jealous, afraid that someone will take her job."

"Oh?" Chen Xi asked in confusion.

Seeing Chen Xi's disbelief, he added, "This woman never tells the truth. She's always bragging about how Gege Electric's technology is world-leading. A while ago, she even said she'd built an advanced CNC machine tool with extremely high specifications, directly challenging top brands like German and Sakura. Everyone knows that the number one selling machine tool in the country is made by your family. Besides, this woman has thrown a bunch of accusations at overseas students, like spies. I think she's never studied abroad and just talks nonsense..."

The head of the Dadao Group became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.

This isn't just idle talk; the old machine tools at Gege Electric Appliances are probably inferior to those from Huade a decade or two ago. And looking at international students with prejudice is indeed a bit much; she herself only graduated from Jianghuai Special School.

"It seems you two have a deep grudge."

"It's still about that air conditioner manufacturing thing... so petty..."

"Haha, so this electric car..." Chen Xi glanced at the car company bosses who were still chatting.

"Not everyone has the same composure as that woman. The Dadao Group's car manufacturing technology comes partly from top talents hired at high salaries, and partly from learning and studying from others," the man explained without batting an eye.

"Understood, understood." Chen Xi nodded.

He knew that neither of them was telling the truth.

“Mr. Chen, let me tell you… I started this car manufacturing business thanks to Mr. Xu’s guidance. He hopes to join forces with him to control both the low-end and high-end markets in the future… Mr. Xu said we are all on the same side…” The man suddenly pulled Chen Xi aside and whispered.

"Um... what else did President Xu say?"

He said you are his future son-in-law.

"Ahem...didn't you just say you wanted to get rich with them?" Chen Xi glanced at the bosses not far away again.

"That's to keep them calm. Our competitors are all idiots," the man said in a low voice, covering his mouth with his hand. His voice was so soft that even a mosquito couldn't hear it.

"..."

An hour later, just as Chen Xi got into his car, the video call rang.

"Xi, I heard you're going to collaborate with domestic automakers to standardize battery technology. That's a good thing, but have you considered this issue? If all automakers agree on a similar price to launch their cars, a problem arises: human nature. On the surface, there's no competition between automakers, but secretly, everyone wants to make more money. To make more money, they can only reduce costs. Reducing costs might lower the quality of the cars, and lower quality will lead to problems. Based on my experience observing you, if their cars have problems, they definitely won't admit it's their fault; they'll blame it on the battery..." Musk said with a serious expression.

“Yes.” Jia Riting nodded as well.

This statement clearly indicates that the two had already discussed and reached this conclusion.

"I don't think so!" Chen Xi smiled and shook her index finger.

"Why?" Musk asked, somewhat surprised.

He has already explained the seriousness of the situation and analyzed it quite thoroughly, so why doesn't the other party believe him?
Their goal is...

Yuezhou, Hengxiao Chairman's Office.

"Mr. Xu, all the car companies have formed a united front," the assistant reported in a low voice.

"Yes, it's all within my plan. Now it's up to that guy from Dadao Group to make his move." Xu Jia's smile grew even brighter upon hearing this good news.

The Dadao Group was a key part of his underground escape plan, and now that he had taken it over, the rest would be no problem.

"Mr. Xu, isn't this a bit too risky? After all, it will have a significant impact on the corporate image of Dadao Group. Do you think he will agree to it?" The assistant asked with some concern.

"Corporate image? That's nothing. Faced with hundreds of billions of dollars, who can resist the temptation? Even I can't."

Xu Jia looked at his assistant as if he were an idiot, then added a few more words: "Look at that kid Chen Xi, didn't he? He still accepted such a big battery order, didn't he? He used to talk about idealism and morality to me all the time. Now he compromised for that little bit of money, didn't he? You see, every time I joke about his future son-in-law, he seems calm on the surface, but he's probably secretly overjoyed. He's a typical repressed pervert, just like his father, always pretending to be serious."

The assistant laughed when he heard this, and the two of them burst into laughter in the office.

On the other side, in the mountain city.

Wu Wanrong, who had just taken office, was processing documents in his office.

He was quite depressed. All the expected welcoming ceremonies and procedures were followed, and his subordinates all treated him with great respect.

But he knew in his heart that the reality was not like that at all.

As one of the top five metropolitan cities in China in terms of comprehensive strength, Chongqing is currently experiencing a period of anxiety following its past glory.

He was expected to bring the magic of capital, which he saw in Xinlu, of using production to drive investment and turning stones into gold, to the mountain city and complete the city's perilous leap from traditional manufacturing to intelligent manufacturing.

Chongqing was once the largest automobile production base in the country.

With giants like Changan, Fute, and Wuling dominating the market, there were thousands of supporting manufacturers. However, at that time, most of them were gasoline-powered vehicles, and they tended to be mid-to-low-end.

In addition, thanks to being the world's largest laptop manufacturing base, Chongqing has become a major contributor to China's foreign trade. However, the underlying logic remains that it is still an OEM manufacturing business with both ends overseas, resulting in low added value.

Starting a few years ago, the global laptop market became saturated, the growth rate of gasoline vehicle sales slowed down, and Chongqing, which had led the country's double-digit GDP growth rate for more than a decade, began to fall behind.

But these are minor issues; the real problem is that developing the economy requires money.

As the saying goes, even a skilled cook can't cook without rice; no matter how capable a leader is, if he doesn't have money, he can only stare helplessly.

What's giving him the biggest headache right now is that the previous manager, one of the creators of the microfinance capital of Chongqing, dug a huge pit for him when he was in office.

Back then, that person made a very forward-thinking policy design, which is the "Mountain City Model." He believed in embracing internet micro-lending and issuing micro-lending licenses to major companies like Alibaba, JD.com, and Dadao, allowing them to raise funds in the capital market through asset securitization.

Under the rules at the time, the leverage ratio of microfinance companies was usually limited to 2-3 times. However, he allowed them to circulate off their balance sheets through ABS (Asset-Backed Securities). This allowed companies like Ant Financial to use a registered capital of 30 billion yuan to generate a loan scale of 3000 billion yuan or even more.

These large companies have indeed contributed huge amounts of tax revenue and financial output to the mountain city. For example, the two microfinance companies owned by Ant Financial in the mountain city paid hundreds of millions of yuan in taxes that year.

However, as these companies made more and more money, some bigwigs also got involved, and Cui Shou's base expanded directly from Chongqing to Hunan, Hubei and the whole country.

Transforming the mountain city requires both gradually eliminating these industries and extracting funds from these enterprises for development, which is a very difficult task.

In addition, Chongqing has experienced several rounds of violent political upheavals in recent years, and many managers have been removed from their posts, but the person who formulated the Chongqing model has always been able to escape unscathed, which is called a miracle in the industry.

Wu Wanrong knew there was a reason why that guy wasn't implicated. It was like a gardener in a vegetable garden; even if he had many problems, as long as the vegetables were grown well and the supply was on time, the head office wouldn't lay him off.

If the mountain city is to change its development model, and if this vegetable garden is demolished and replaced with grapes, then Wu Wanrong will probably be the first to suffer.

These weren't just his wild ideas. Not long after he took office, several people from the financial sector invited him to dinner to discuss the future development of the mountain city.

Wu Wanrong was a smart man, and naturally knew that someone didn't want him to touch those vegetable gardens. A few days later, one night...

Chen Yifeng hummed a tune as he walked out of a massage parlor, just like he always did.

He usually enjoys getting massages at this shop. Although the shop is small and there is only one masseur, the old man's technique is quite good. Chen Xi in his previous life was also one of his regular customers.

"Awesome!" After an hour of massage, he couldn't help but let out a soft shout, feeling completely refreshed.

Chen Yifeng walked slowly toward the parking space with his hands behind his back.

The massage parlor was next to the old neighborhood where he used to live when he was young. It was pitch black at night, with only a few streetlights.

Just as Chen Yifeng was about to open the car door, several men who had been hiding for a long time suddenly emerged from the shadows.

"Mr. Chen, what a pleasant experience! Getting a massage so late at night, making us wait so long," a bald man said with a grin as he stepped forward.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Chen Yifeng pointed at the other party, speaking loudly, seemingly trying to attract the attention of those around him.

However, the surroundings were quiet, and apart from them, there wasn't a single person in sight.

"Of course we're here to collect a debt. This debt definitely needs to be repaid. You don't want to pay the money, and you don't want to give us the factory. What are we supposed to do?" The bald man's smile faded, and he took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

"Fuck you! I have money but I don't want to give it to you. You bunch of guys ganged up on me, trying to freeload off my company? Dream on! You didn't even bother to find out who I am. You think you can mess with me, you bunch of punks?" Chen Yifeng was furious at the thought of this and, ignoring the fact that the other side outnumbered him, pointed at the bald man and cursed.

"It's written in black and white, are you trying to renege on your debt? We never go easy on people who try to renege on their debts." The bald man clenched his fist.

"This is a society governed by the rule of law. Are you going to resort to violence?" Chen Yifeng sneered.

"There aren't even any cameras here, so what if I touch you!" The bald man reached out and poked his chest.

The next second, the bald man let out a scream.

Chen Yifeng grabbed his finger and bent it.

Chen Yifeng had practiced some martial arts when he was young, and he exercised regularly, unlike those pot-bellied bosses.

As for whether he had actually practiced it or not, Chen Xi didn't know; he had only heard his father say so since he was a child.

However, since he is so good at fighting, his genes must be pretty good too. Chen Yifeng must also be quite skilled.

Neither the father nor the son liked to have bodyguards, entirely because they were confident in their own abilities.

Seeing the leader being beaten, the other men swarmed him.

"Da da da!"

Before they could even reach them, a flash of electricity appeared in the darkness.

Chen Yifeng was holding a stun gun in his hand.

"Come on, let's see who dares to come forward, I'll electrocute you all!" Chen Yifeng swung the stun gun through the air.

Meanwhile, Huade No. 2 Factory.

The security captain couldn't help but swallow hard as he looked at the flashing colored lights at the main gate and the heavily armed law enforcement team standing guard.

The workers have all gone home by now, and the few security guards there simply can't stop those people outside.

"Open the door obediently and cooperate!" Outside the iron gate, it was still the same two courtyards and bank staff who had come last time.

"Wait, I need to call General Manager Chen!" The security captain frowned and took out his phone.

He's just an employee, so naturally he has to report to his boss first when something like this happens.

"Beep...beep..."

I dialed the phone several times, but no one answered.

"You guys only make a few thousand yuan a month, why are you risking your lives like this?" The bank manager chuckled as he lit a cigarette and offered a few more to the security guards.

"We've called, but Chen Yifeng isn't answering because he's trying to shift the blame to you. Do you know what crime it is to resist law enforcement? Do you want to go in there and wait in his place?" The people in the courtyard also took the opportunity to try to win him over.

The security guards looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

The next day.

Chen Xi was fast asleep in bed when Chen Caiyue woke him up.

"Something happened at the No. 2 factory last night. The factory was sealed off. Your old man heard that he was blocked by people and even used a stun gun to defend himself."

"Ah? Oh..."

Chen Xi rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed.

He had heard Chen Yifeng recount this incident of using a stun gun to repel the thugs countless times in his previous life, so naturally it didn't seem particularly new to him.

Every time Chen Yifeng talks about this, he first boasts about how many people he single-handedly took down that night. Then he starts cursing and swearing that those people lacked sportsmanship, hired someone to ambush him, and then took the opportunity to steal from his factory.

"What exactly did your dad do? I heard from people the day before yesterday that he was on the news," Chen Caiyue asked gossipily.

"I...you don't even know, how would I know..." Chen Xi hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

He knew what had happened, but it was so embarrassing that he was too ashamed to say it.

“The people in Germany contacted me and are preparing to completely abandon the cooperation between Huade and New Germany. They were previously wavering and wanted to see how things went, but because of Huade’s recent performance, they are really disappointed.” Chen Caiyue said this without much joy.

Hua De has made sacrifices along the way to where it is today.

It's like the eldest brother suddenly passing away; it's sad to see him like that.

Moreover, Chen Xi couldn't quite understand her mother. Sometimes she hated Chen Yifeng to the core, and other times she would find ways to speak up for him.

Is this what they call loving and hating at the same time?
"Anyway, I don't think he can get the Second Factory back. The bank is only after money; they're just looking to find someone to take it over. We can buy it back at a low price from the judicial auction..." Knowing the outcome of his previous life, Chen Xi offered a solution.

Chen Yifeng had been nagging about it for over a decade, but he still hadn't managed to get that factory back.

How could a merchant possibly defeat bandits? (End of Chapter)