I have a debt of 3 trillion, and my creditors are begging me not to die.

Chapter 150 Wang Xiaosen was furious. Who dares to seize my route?

Sun Changyi from Shuyin Group called Yang Chen.

"Mr. Yang, Le Tian Group has admitted defeat. Are we even now? You won't target our Shu Yin Group anymore, right?" Sun Changyi asked carefully.

Yang Chen smiled and said: “As long as you don’t commit suicide, I won’t touch you. Since you are so sensible, do you want to join the camp of shorting Sanxing?”

Sun Changyi quickly said, "Thank you Mr. Yang for the opportunity. But the Sanxing Group is so powerful, can it really succeed in short selling? South Korea is also known as the Sanxing Empire, and it's not called that for nothing."

Yang Chen smiled and replied: "I don't want to explain so much to you, you can do it or not. Okay, hang up now."

The old man doesn't know what's good for him. I reminded him to short Sanxing to get a piece of the pie, but he still has so many questions.

After a while, Zhou Haiyang, president of the Longguo Semiconductor Association, called Yang Chen.

"Director Yang, there is something I need to communicate with you about. You also know that international trade and exchanges are very complicated matters, and we must consider the issues comprehensively. The Bald Eagle and Europe have contacted our Ministry of Commerce, and they are asking for a price increase for Sihai memory cards. We will definitely not agree to their request, and after many consultations, we have reached an agreement with them that they will send people to the Sihai Electronics Factory to inspect and confirm that the workers are not overloaded, that the wages and other income are legal and compliant, and that Sihai memory sticks are not dumped at a loss, etc. Only then will they approve the price of Sihai memory sticks. Do you think it is convenient for you?" Zhou Haiyang said.

Yang Chen smiled and said, "It's convenient! We have enough orders now, and the workers work in three shifts. They can come over at any time to see our production status."

Zhou Haiyang quickly said: "Three shifts means three different waves of workers, right?"

Yang Chen laughed loudly, and said: "Three shifts must be three different shifts of workers. Our production task is relatively large, eight hours a day is enough, if the workers work too much, it is easy to wear out their bodies."

"Then could you please tell us your salary? You know, foreigners always say that our salary is low and so on. We can't give them an excuse." Zhou Haiyang asked again.

Yang Chen replied truthfully: "The basic salary is 3500. If you work normally, after deducting the five insurances, one housing fund and wage tax, you will get 8000-9000 yuan. Some workers beg to work overtime, but I don't agree. I heard that many of them have found a second job, so I have been considering whether I should agree to let them work overtime. You said that I am so good to them. If they go to work in other sweatshops and get into trouble, should it be counted as mine or someone else's? I used to hate overtime in factories like many people, and I also thought that the bosses were black-hearted. At that time, I thought that the salary was too low, so everyone had to work overtime to earn more. But now I know that many people just want to roll. I think that in a second-tier city like Jiangcheng, working five days a week, eight hours a day, and earning 8000-9000 yuan a month is enough to live a good life. But they are still not satisfied, and they still want to use the remaining time to do a second job."

Zhou Haiyang said with a smile: "People are greedy animals, especially when they are at the age of striving. Everyone wants to work harder to make money. You can decide whether to give them overtime or not later. Keep the status quo until the foreign inspection team comes. Okay?"

Yang Chen smiled and said, "Okay! Don't worry, my products have high profits, enough for my employees to work without getting tired, and earn a lot of money."

"Haha... Mr. Yang is really a real person! Then I will tell the comrades from the Ministry of Commerce this. I won't bother Mr. Yang anymore, I'm hanging up." Zhou Haiyang said with a smile.

Yang Chen was so confident that he didn't even inform Chen Lan, the president of Sihai Electronics, to prepare to receive the foreign inspection team. The factory was just what it normally looked like to the foreigners, unlike other factories that had to go to great lengths to prepare before accepting foreign inspections, and even had to falsify information to deal with it.

Today is December 12st, and tomorrow is the new year.

According to Yang Chen's request, a New Year's Eve event will be held at Sihai Sports Center at 8 o'clock tonight.

Star players from Sihai Football and Sihai Basketball clubs, as well as artistes under Sihai Entertainment, will perform on stage.

In addition to the employees of Sihai Group, Jiangcheng citizens can also enter and watch for free.

Employees of Sihai Group were crowded on the football field, while citizens of Jiangcheng watched from the stands.

Yang Chen was born into a poor family, and his current wealth would not be enough to spend even if he lived for another hundred lifetimes, so he felt that he should spend the money on more meaningful things. Organizing a free party during festivals and holidays for the citizens to enjoy together would be a good choice.

When a person's wealth reaches a certain level, money is no longer meaningful to him. This is why Mr. Ma said, "I don't love money." People at this level pursue the realization of personal value and the satisfaction of personal sense of accomplishment.

Yang Chen’s current idea is to help the country win the semiconductor war, so that all companies in Longguo can use cheap and easy-to-use semiconductor products.

Sihai memory sticks will definitely not increase in price. Yang Chen wants to sell foreign brands as quickly as possible. Once most of the domestic market share is captured, Sihai Electronics' new products can then pursue a little more profit.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, the driver picked up Yang Chen's grandparents, and two uncles.

On an occasion like tonight, Yang Chen naturally couldn't forget his grandpa and grandma.

Yang Chen took them to have dinner, and then went straight to the Sihai Sports Center.

Yang Chen brought them to his exclusive box, with Lu Mei also accompanying him.

Grandpa said in surprise: "Oh my God, so many people. Xiaochen, how many people are there?"

Yang Chen smiled and replied: "There are 10 people in the stands, and more than on the field."

“Tsk tsk tsk… This is the first time I see so many people in my life.” Grandpa exclaimed.

Grandma asked, "Xiaochen, how much money do you need to host this party?"

Yang Chen smiled and replied, “It’s free. The audience in the stands can watch for free, the audience on the field are my employees, and they can watch for free as well. The actors in charge of the performance are also my employees, and they also perform for free. The biggest expense should be the electricity bill.”

Grandma immediately praised: "Haha... Xiaochen is really useful. If it were someone else, it would be impossible to get so many people. If your parents could see this, they would definitely be very happy."

My uncle immediately said, "Oh, Mom, why are you saying such things at this time?"

Grandpa also blamed him, "That's right, Xiaochen was so happy to invite us to the party, don't spoil his fun."

Yang Chen hugged his grandmother and said, "It doesn't matter. They can see it in the sky."

"Haha..." Grandma laughed happily.

Even if this evening party costs 100 million, grandma's smile is worth 99 million.

Not long after, Huang Zhenhua brought the main leadership team of Jiangcheng over. They were arranged in the next box. Everyone else sat and waited to watch the performance. Huang Zhenhua and Wang Wenkang came over to chat with Yang Chen.

"Mr. Yang, thank you for the expense. Thank you for the New Year's Eve party for the people of Jiangcheng." Huang Zhenhua said with a smile.

Yang Chen shook hands with Huang Zhenhua and Wang Wenkang, then said with a smile: "Actually, I just want to make some fun. It will be more lively when there are more people. Will you go up and say a few words later?"

Huang Zhenhua quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, everyone has been busy for a year. Let's just relax and enjoy the show tonight. Don't preach. They are willing to listen, but I am not willing to preach."

“Haha…Mayor Huang is a man of character, I like him!” Yang Chen said with a smile, then he changed the subject and said, “But I’m going to go up to perform a show later, I’ll go up and sing a song to satisfy my craving.”

Huang Zhenhua laughed and said, "Really? I think Director Yang is a man of character. Then let's wait and see Director Yang's wonderful performance."

The party started very quickly and the show started straight away. There was no speech by any leader and the main theme was just happiness.

The Sihai Football Team opened the show with a few football tricks, followed by a skit performance.

When the show was about to end, Yang Chen was invited to the rooftop and board the helicopter.

After the performance, the host said loudly: "Thank you for the wonderful performance of the Sihai Football Team. Next is the highlight of the evening. Let us welcome the general planner of this evening, Mr. Yang Chen, chairman of Sihai Group, with the warmest applause to sing a song "Poplars of Kashgar" for everyone."

There was immediate applause and screams from the audience.

The helicopter took off and the lights immediately focused on the helicopter.

Just like last time, the helicopter circled the venue to greet the audience.

Then Yang Chen slid down the rope and landed steadily on the stage.

"Boss Yang, handsome!"

"Brilliant!"

"Boss Yang, you are so versatile!"

"Ah! Ah! Boss Yang, I love you, I want to give birth to a baby for you!"

……

The audience at the scene were also very sensible. They came in to watch the show for free, so naturally they would shout a few more times, at least to provide some emotional value to Yang Chen.

The music started and Yang Chen began to sing.

Yang Chen’s singing is just at the level of an amateur, so the rhythm and other things may not be accurate, but it doesn’t matter, no one will say that his singing is off.

Although the first part was not sung well, Yang Chen was still very confident in the climax. "Let me grow for three thousand years, wander in the world, even if I am the poplar of Kashgar."

"I will also search for you carefully for centuries and find you in the cycle of life."

"I am not afraid of rain, wind, sun, or being hurt by the desert sand. I will expose my heart to the sun to confess my love to you."

"I would rather my body be weathered by time than let you feel my true love."

……

The whole song just consists of these few lines. After singing it, Yang Chen felt relieved.

Grandpa and grandma were wiping their tears in the stands while watching Yang Chen's performance. The hard work of the two old people was not in vain, and their grandson's achievements today were much better than they had imagined.

Grandpa looked up at the sky and thought, "Girl, I have done you a good job. The child has grown up and is better than we thought."

At this time, netizens who were watching the live broadcast on Douyin also participated through barrage.

"Haha... As expected, no matter who sings this song, only these few lines are worth listening to."

"What can I say about Boss Yang's singing skills? He really sang out the longing of a rich man for a poor life."

"At first glance, what kind of song is this? But after a closer look, my god, Boss Yang sings really well."

……

After Yang Chen finished singing the song, he was picked up by the helicopter amid the applause and cheers of the audience, and finally landed steadily on the rooftop.

Yang Chen walked back to the box, Huang Zhenhua and Wang Wenkang were waiting at the door of their box.

"Haha... Mr. Yang, you sing very well! Our city government will hold a party later, and you can also go up and sing a song." Huang Zhenhua said with a smile.

Yang Chen laughed loudly, and said, “Mayor Huang, please stop teasing me. I know my level well. I just need to enjoy myself tonight. I’d be embarrassed to sing to others.”

Wang Wenkang smiled and said, "Mr. Yang is too modest. I think it's pretty much the same as the original. Especially the climax at the end. It's so touching."

Yang Chen laughed loudly, patted Huang Zhenhua and Wang Wenkang on the arms, and then returned to his own box.

Grandma said with admiration: "Xiaochen, you sing beautifully. Haha..."

Grandpa also said: "With Xiaochen's status, no matter how he sings, everyone has to applaud. This is called social status."

Yang Chen laughed loudly, and said, “That’s right, they can’t just watch for nothing, they have to provide me with some emotional value.”

"Haha..." Everyone laughed.

After the party, Yang Chen took his grandpa and grandma back to the villa by helicopter. Lu Mei drove back, and his two uncles were arranged to stay in the hotel.

"Haha... this is how it feels like to be on a plane. The night view of Jiangcheng is so beautiful." Grandpa said happily while lying on the glass.

The grandmother was also very happy and said, "We have also been on a plane, and it was our grandchildren's helicopter. I will brag about it to them when we get back."

Yang Chen smiled and said, "I also bought two bigger planes. How about I take you to Beijing to climb the Great Wall tomorrow? Didn't Grandpa always want to go to the Great Wall? I remember that you often said that you are not a hero if you can't climb the Great Wall. When will I become a hero? Right?"

Grandpa laughed and said, "As a Dragon, it's a pity that I haven't climbed the Great Wall."

Yang Chen immediately said: "Then let's go there tomorrow. Xiao Li, you apply for a route from the Aviation Administration, and we'll fly an Airbus there tomorrow."

The co-pilot quickly said, "Okay, Director Yang. I'll contact you later and report to you as soon as it's confirmed."

Grandpa asked, "Does this require state approval? Can the state approve it?"

Yang Chen smiled and said: "Then it must be approved. Your grandson's name is not blown out of thin air."

"Haha... you're right. My title of grandson is not just boasted. I'll call your eldest uncle and second uncle and ask them to get ready. We'll go climb the Great Wall together tomorrow. Oh, if I can fulfill this wish, I will have no regrets. I can die at any time." Grandpa said with a look of relief.

Grandma immediately patted Grandpa on the shoulder and said, "Look what are you talking about? Xiaochen is still right next to you. If you want to die, go die far away and don't annoy others."

Grandpa immediately said, "Look, I was just talking casually, why are you taking it so seriously? If you keep acting like this your whole life, I won't marry you in the next life."

Grandma immediately put on a disgusted expression and said, "Oh, you said it as if I want to marry you. I have suffered a lot following you in this life. If Xiaochen hadn't been able to let me enjoy life in my last moments, I would have never enjoyed it in this life. You still want to marry me? You're dreaming. In my next life, I'll find a rich man. I don't want to suffer anymore."

Grandpa sneered and said, "Rich people are blind, how can they be attracted to you? Only someone like me can be attracted to you, and you are still being picky. Go away."

Yang Chen: "..."

Does he know this word?

Grandma immediately hit back: "You are the one who put your head down, Pu Xinnan."

Yang Chen: "..."

Just say that you shouldn’t let the elderly watch TikTok, as they will learn bad habits.

Early in the morning, Wang Xiaosen, chairman of Yida Group, who was packing his luggage at Haicheng Dihao Hotel, received a report from his secretary that the route they had just applied for was cancelled.

Wang Xiaosen asked seriously, "Why? I'm in a hurry to go back to Beijing to meet with clients, how could you cancel it for me? Didn't you say there was no problem when you confirmed it last night? Why did you cancel it for me all of a sudden?"

The secretary replied: "I don't know the details. The captain told me that the route we applied for was temporarily cancelled by the Aviation Administration, but they didn't tell us the reason."

Wang Xiaosen said angrily: "Who do they think I am? They said they would cancel something I had agreed to do? You contact the Aviation Administration right now. I want to talk to their leaders in person."

The secretary nodded and immediately contacted the Aviation Administration.

After several transfers, I finally contacted the leader in charge.

"Hey, what's going on over there? I applied for the route three days in advance, and I confirmed it with you before going to bed last night. You repeatedly said there was no problem. I'm about to go to the airport now, and you canceled the route for me. What do you mean? Are you making fun of me?" Wang Xiaosen said angrily.

The leader smiled and explained, "Don't be angry, Mr. Wang. This is what happened. We received a temporary notice to give the route to someone else. I said I would give you the route, but it's useless. Just now, Mr. Liu from Jingdong also called me to ask for a route back to Beijing, but I rejected it."

Wang Xiaosen immediately asked, "Who is it? He's so powerful that neither Mr. Liu nor I can beat him?"

The leader smiled and said, "This... let's not talk about this."

Wang Xiaosen immediately said, "You have to tell me, otherwise I won't be convinced. I want to see who is so powerful that he can take the route away from me."

The leader hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll tell Director Wang. But don't tell anyone else, or I might be punished by the leader."

Wang Xiaosen immediately said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I just want to know who is so powerful that he can take the route away from me."

The leader replied: "Yang Chen, Chairman of Sihai Group."

Wang Xiaosen: “…”

The leader continued, "Mr. Wang, now you know why your route was taken away, right?"

Wang Xiaosen quickly replied, "I know, I know... It's Director Yang, so I have nothing to say. If anyone else dared to take away my route today, I would never agree!"

The leader laughed and said, "Is everything alright? Can I hang up now? I still have to make some quick arrangements. Director Yang's plane needs to fly over from Jiangcheng first and stay for half an hour before it can take off to Beijing."

Wang Xiaosen immediately replied, "It's alright, it's alright, hang up now. Go and do your work, don't delay Mr. Yang from using the route."

(End of this chapter)