Xiaomi Heavy Industry, its first entrepreneurial venture!

Chapter 242 Agreement Signed, Company Acquired! (Second Update!)
Upon hearing the number the other person uttered, Hardy did not respond immediately. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at his right hand.

He put his right index finger and thumb together and kept rubbing them gently, as if his hand was itchy.

As he rubbed his fingers together, Correns, who had just spoken, felt his heart leap into his throat.

To be fair, this price is a bit high.

But $4.2 million was just enough for these shareholders to pay off their mountain of bad debts.

Paying off bad debts at least makes people feel more relaxed and free.

After waiting a while and receiving no response from Hardy, Correns and the others eagerly looked up, wanting to speak, but before they could, Amod preemptively began to mock Hardy:
"Who was it that said you shouldn't come out if you don't have money?"

"Can't even come up with a mere 4.2 million? Sigh, some people, when they're out in the world, always like to block their own escape route."

"Now look what's happened, isn't it!"

After mocking Hardy, Ahmaud turned to Correns and the others: "I still have the same terms: $3.1 million to acquire your company."

"Of course, to show our sincerity, I won't fire those of you who have connections in the company."

"But they need to be reassigned; they can't be put in critical positions..."

"4.2 million, sold!" Hadi suddenly spoke, directly interrupting Amod's rambling.

The noise in the room fell completely silent at that moment. Correns and the others looked at Hardy excitedly, while Amod, standing next to him, looked at him with resentment.

It was as if the other person was their father's killer.

Noticing the gaze, Hardy turned his head slightly to meet Ahmaud's eyes, and the sarcastic words slipped out of his mouth:

"I told you, don't go out if you don't have money."

"Since you like to talk so much, I'll give you a chance."

"The transaction price is $4.2 million. You only need to put up another $4000 million to make it $3.5 million."

"I'll cover the remaining 7000 million for you. The company is yours, how about it? You poor wretch?"

The words were full of sarcasm. When he heard the last word, "poor bastard," Ahmaud suddenly stood up, ripped off his headscarf, threw it at Hardy, spat on the ground, turned around, and left Joey's office with the people who had come with him.

After he left, Hardy also spat on the ground.

After spitting, he turned his gaze to Joey and Correns beside him:
Are you sure you want to sell?

"I think you can sell it for a higher price!"

Across from them, Joey and Correns had been waiting for Hardy to say he wanted to sign the contract, but they never expected that this Saudi tycoon would actually want to back out.

No, what happened to the saying that Saudis are all rich and don't haggle when buying things?

How can you still regret it?
Collins panicked.

That bastard Joey sold some of his stocks when prices were high, and although he borrowed the money, he still made some money.

But he was different; he actually lost money.

He urgently needs money to save his life.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward to stand in front of Hardy:
“Mr. Hardy, let’s get the contract ready now and sign it immediately. We promise we won’t back out.”

Hearing his assurances, Hardy visibly hesitated for a moment.

Seeing this, Collins quickly added, "There will be several mining exploration rights auctions in Western Australia soon, and we are eligible."

"Moreover, we can guarantee that we will get one of the plots of land."

These words seemed to have successfully persuaded Hardy. He helplessly raised his eyes, sighed, and beckoned over his secretary, who was standing not far away. He pointed at Joey and Krens:
"Let's sign the preliminary acquisition agreement first, then sign the formal contract. The sooner we arrange the payment, the sooner we can submit the relevant documents to the Australian authorities."

The secretary carefully wrote down the information, then turned around, smiling at Joey and Correns, and the people behind them:
"Ladies and gentlemen, please select a few suitable representatives. The following agreement negotiations, signing, and the corresponding use of funds will all require the confirmation of these representatives."

The secretary had just finished speaking when she saw Joey being pushed out of the crowd.

He was just about to step forward and ask Joey if he was a representative when he heard a chorus of curses:

"Throw Joey out!"

"Just throw him off the building and let him fall to his death!"

“Tell that Arab man that this guy is dishonest and he should never associate with him.”

Amid the criticism, five representatives were selected, and then, together with Hadi's secretary, squatted down to the side to organize the acquisition-related documents.

They worked on it from noon until the afternoon, and it wasn't until it was almost dark that the initial acquisition agreement was finally finalized.

As soon as the acquisition agreement was finalized, Correns took it to the crowd that had been waiting there silently.

These people read the acquisition agreement from beginning to end, word by word.

Once the acquisition agreement was confirmed to be in order, the group of people who desperately needed money to save their lives nodded one by one and agreed to the acquisition agreement.

With the terms agreed upon, the remaining signature confirmation became exceptionally easy.

After signing all the documents and exchanging them, Hardy declined Joey's invitation and left with his men, carrying the acquisition agreement.

Back at the hotel, Hardy eagerly showed the acquisition agreement:
"Look, it's done!"

After presenting the acquisition agreement, Hardy suddenly noticed that the number of people in the hotel was not right. He looked around for a while and finally confirmed it.

The two teams that went to acquire Galaxy Resources haven't returned yet.

Seeing his confusion, Amod explained:

"The people at Galaxy Resources are more shrewd; they're not so easily fooled."

"But these guys were completely bewildered once they sat down at the table."

"Just got a message from them, they've become good brothers despite not being from the same father."

"If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to get the acquisition agreement for Galaxy Resources by tomorrow."

"Once we have the acquisition agreement, we can prepare the formal acquisition contract and arrange for the payment."

"The next step is to liaise with the Australian government and bring in Xiaomi Heavy Industry."

After hearing his arrangements, Hardy walked to the sofa next to him, sat down, crossed his legs, and asked with a sly look on his face:
"What do you think the expressions will be on the faces of these people from Talison in a few days, once we bring Xiaomi Heavy Industry in?"

As Hadi spoke, Ahmaud looked up at the ceiling and began to imagine the scene.

After thinking for a moment, he burst out laughing: "It'll probably look a bit like constipation!"

He laughed heartily as he said those words.

The two sat on the sofa, drinking the coffee delivered by the hotel, chatting until late at night, and waiting for the other two groups to return.

And the two teams lived up to expectations, successfully bringing back the acquisition agreement with Galaxy Resources.

Holding the two acquisition agreements, Ahmaud flicked his right middle finger lightly across them:
"Everyone should get a good rest tomorrow. We'll officially start work the day after tomorrow, once Mr. Salle's instructions arrive."

"Next, we need to work with the operations team to clean up all the junk from both companies and then take control of them."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a questioning voice arose from the side:

"We are in the Southern Hemisphere, it's nighttime there, it should be daytime in the Northern Hemisphere."

Why don't you call now and ask what the next step should be?

One question, one sentence, successfully broke the guard of the people in the room.

After holding the document and thinking for a while, Ahmaud rolled his eyes and spoke:
"There is indeed a time difference between this location and China." "However, this time difference is negligible. It's nighttime here, and it's nighttime in China too, understand?"

"Don't ask such stupid questions again!"

…………

Suzhou.

Suzhou Star Hotel.

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling onto the bed and onto Saler, whose head was the only part of his body visible.

Stimulated by the sunlight, Salle reluctantly got out of bed, washed up, and had just stepped out the door when Rabia approached him:

"Both Talison and Galaxy Resources have signed acquisition agreements."

"Now we need to arrange for the payment and for the operations team to be on-site."

Should we inform Mr. Lin?

As the words fell, the footsteps in front stopped. Salle turned around and gave Rabia a look that said, "You're an idiot."
"Don't ask such stupid questions next time!"

"Arrange a car. Take the documents to Lin Yi and tell him that the two companies have signed the acquisition agreement. Once the money is transferred, someone will carry out the order."

"Explain yourself clearly and come back quickly. We've been away for too long this time, we need to go back."

"Understood!" Labia nodded, packed up the relevant documents, and carried them downstairs.

In just half an hour, he arrived at Xiaomi Heavy Industry and caught Lin Yi slacking off.

Rabia handed the documents to the other party and began speaking like a machine gun:
"Mr. Lin, this is the cooperation agreement. Galaxy Resources and Talison have already signed it. Now we need to arrange the payment and sign the formal cooperation contract."

After quickly glancing through the documents, Lin Yi turned around and delivered them to the finance office, placing them on Ji Shuangshuang's desk.
"The cooperation has been agreed upon. Transfer the payment to this account listed in the documents."

After arranging the payment, Lin Yi turned around to ask Rabia some questions, only to find that his personal assistant had already slipped away.

The sofa was empty, and the cup of tea was still steaming, proving to Lin Yi that his memory was accurate and not confused.

With a sigh, Lin Yi began tidying up his office.

Just a short while later, there was another knock on the office door.

The door opened, and a familiar face came into view.

Smith.

Compared to their last meeting, Smith's smile was more genuine this time, and he seemed much more relaxed.

This situation is collectively referred to as "people are in high spirits when they have a happy event".

Upon seeing Lin Yi, Smith waved his briefcase and said, "I have something good in here."

"What good stuff?" Lin Yi asked.

"As I mentioned before, these are some easily replaceable parts. The previous factory went out of business, and we need a new supplier."

This news completely energized Lin Yi, who took the briefcase and opened it.

He took out the blueprints and documents, looked through half of them, and then returned to Smith:

"The drawings you provided are all trivial and incomplete, and the annotations on them are very unclear."

"The production and processing are extremely difficult."

"You have to pay more!"

Upon hearing the word "price," Smith didn't say a word, turned around, and spat on the ground.
"Bitch!"

After vomiting, he turned around and fixed his gaze on Lin Yi:
"Don't talk to me about prices. These things are just a little difficult to process."

"I'm giving you this stuff to train you and improve your factory's processing technology. With this kind of technology, you'll be able to get better orders and earn more money in the future."

"Understand?"

"I don't understand!" Lin Yi said in the accent of Xikou Town:

"With so many metal processing plants around the world, what makes you think I can only offer low prices?"

"Now, you either pay more or get out of here."

The words "Get lost!" came out of Lin Yi's mouth, and he pointed his finger at the door, clearly not joking.

Having realized this, Smith decided not to continue arguing. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, this money-grubbing guy wouldn't budge an inch.

Then I'll just have to give in myself.

After quickly calculating the prices of the products in his mind and converting the points he could make, he nodded repeatedly to Lin Yu: "Okay, okay, I'll add a little bit for you, 10% for each part."

"Is this okay?"

The condition of adding 10% to the price of each part...

It's just average, I'd say.

Lin Yi didn't want to continue rambling on about this. He complained to Smith a few times, then turned around and began to organize the materials Smith had brought.

I'm going to Yanjing in a couple of days, so I can take all these things with me and just toss them to Hao Jin.

The materials are complete, but the person who organized them is probably an amateur at organizing files. The pile of materials is messy and disorganized, which is frustrating to look at.

With a moment to speak, Lin Yi, who was organizing the documents in his hand, turned to Smith and asked:

"Is our cable any good?"

"It works well. About a week before I came here, a small plane from Canada almost overran the airfield because the pilot didn't control the distance properly when landing. It was this cable that popped out and stopped the plane, thus avoiding such an accident."

"That's good, that's good!" Lin Yi stopped what he was doing when Smith was talking about the accident. After hearing Smith's fabricated story about dog poop, he cooperated by showing a lingering fear on his face and whispered:
"A plane actually flew out of control! That's terrifying."

"Were those people injured? If they were, then it's my fault!"

At this point, the lingering fear on Lin Yi's face disappeared, replaced by a look of compassion and empathy.

Smith sat opposite him, watching the changing expressions on Lin Yi's face.

After waiting a long time, until the expression on Lin Yi's face stopped changing, he leaned over and asked, "Has your Xiaomi Heavy Industry Group ever considered going public?"

"I haven't even considered it!"

"What a pity!" Smith leaned back on the sofa, shifted his position, and said with a smug look on his face:
"When your so-called battery was released, all the stocks related to America went up. I also took the opportunity to jump in and trade for a few days."

"In just a few days, my assets have almost doubled."

"To be honest, if your company were to go public, the stock price would probably increase tenfold on the very first day of the IPO."

"By then, you will be the richest person in the world, and I will also benefit from your success and become the second richest person in the world."

Smith's eyes lit up when it came to making money.

However, before the image could be formed, Lin Yi threw a card in front of him. Smith picked it up casually and saw a familiar name on the card.

Dmitri Brown

He clutched the card, jumped up from his chair, and ran to Lin Yi:
How did you get his business card?

"Of course it was given to me by them!" Lin Yi replied casually, then snatched the card back from Smith's hand.

(End of this chapter)