Title: Reborn in Handong, Starting with an Investment in Gao Yuliang

Ten million in cash.

What did this mean in 1995?

This amount of money is enough to buy an entire building in the most prosperous area of ​​Jingzhou!

"Director Su."

Liang Cheng leaned back in his chair and spoke indifferently.

"Stop with your persecution complex."

His gaze swept over Su Qingyu without any extra emotional fluctuation, as if he were looking at an ordinary object.

"I do admire your daughter to some extent, but not to the point where I need to spend ten million to win her favor."

"Compared to that, I value your production line and your passable management experience more."

These words were extremely impolite.

That perfectly encapsulates Su Zhenbang's spirited words from just now.

Press it to the ground and rub it hard.

This diminishes Su Qingyu's emotional value.

In a simple and direct way, the entire conversation was brought back to a purely business level.

Su Zhenbang looked at the thin piece of paper on the table.

The dazzling string of zeros was like a series of spinning vortexes, trying to suck his soul in.

His chest heaved violently, and a hoarse sound came from his throat.

What does this ten million mean?

This means that all debts can be paid off instantly.

The factory can be restructured and its equipment updated immediately.

He no longer has to face suppliers pressing for payment, nor does he have to worry about banks seizing his assets.

It means this home.

It won't fall apart!

Su Zhenbang upheld his so-called dignity and bottom line for half his life.

It appears so fragile and ridiculous in the face of this flimsy promissory note.

Psychological defenses.

At this moment, they completely collapsed.

Liang Cheng took in all of this.

My heart was completely unmoved.

In my previous life, I spent twenty years navigating the ups and downs of the business world.

He had long been accustomed to the scenes of capital crushing humanity.

Say it silently.

"System, scan."

A data stream that only he can see.

It emerged from above Su Zhenbang's head.

[Target for scanning: Su Zhenbang]

[Potential Assessment: Business Management Talent (Second-Tier)]

Loyalty: 15% (Very easily swayed)

Potential return on investment: 500% (requires proper guidance and resource integration)

I saw the number "500%".

Liang Cheng felt much more at ease.

This rate of return is already quite considerable.

This proves the mess the Su family made.

He has the ability to turn lead into gold.

"Director Su, my conditions are very simple."

Liang Cheng extended a finger and gently tapped the table.

"First, I will acquire your factory in its entirety, including all equipment, patents, and distribution channels."

"Secondly, you will remain as the factory's general manager, and I will give you 5% of the profits. Your only task is to be responsible for production and control quality."

"Third, I will be fully responsible for the factory's future product development and marketing. I have veto power over these two matters."

Overbearing terms.

An uncompromising tone.

This is blatant annexation.

Su Zhenbang will lose absolute control of the factory.

From boss to high-level employee.

If it had been half an hour earlier...

He would definitely slam his fist on the table and angrily denounce the other party for wishful thinking.

But now.

Looking at that ten million promissory note.

These conditions seem so reasonable and justifiable.

It even carried a hint of... mercy.

After all, the other party could simply wait until the factory went bankrupt, then auction it off through the bank and acquire everything at a lower price.

Su Qingyu stood to the side, staring blankly at Liang Cheng, who was strategizing with great skill.

At this moment, Liang Cheng was nothing like the spoiled brat she remembered who only knew how to flaunt his wealth on campus.

It's like two people.

He exuded a powerful confidence that suggested he was in control of everything.

That indifference that treats millions of dollars as nothing.

It made her feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

It turns out that what Liang Cheng said was true.

He really wasn't trying to pick up girls.

They really are here to discuss business.

The image of an ignorant and incompetent person in Su Qingyu's mind.

It begins to crumble inch by inch at this moment.

What emerged was a sense of awe that felt unfamiliar to her, and a hint of curiosity that she herself was unaware of.

"I've already drafted the contract."

Liang Cheng took out another document from his bag and pushed it in front of Su Zhenbang.

"Director Su, you can take a look."

"As long as you sign the contract and transfer the shares to my name, I will transfer the money to the company's account."

"By then, these debts will have nothing to do with you."

Su Zhenbang picked up the contract with trembling hands.

His eyes could barely make out the words on it.

There was only one thought in my mind.

This troubled the Su family for more than half a year.

It was a devastating disaster that nearly drove him to the brink of despair.

He was captivated by the young man before him.

It was resolved in less than five minutes.

He picked up the pen and signed his name at the end of the contract.

The scratching sound of the pen nib across the paper seemed like the final sign of the end of his old life.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Liang Cheng put away the contract and promissory note, and stood up.

His posture was upright, his gaze seemed to pierce through the future, and he carried a heart-stirring ambition.

Su Zhenbang was still in a daze and was unable to respond.

Liang Cheng didn't care.

He turned to leave.

I took two steps.

He stopped again and looked back at Su Qingyu, who was still in a daze.

"Senior Su."

I was suddenly called out by name.

Su Qingyu was startled, like a frightened little rabbit.

"what?"

"Now that we're on the same side, let's not just sit around."

Liang Cheng looked her up and down.

"Anyway, you studied design!"

"The packaging design for the company's next new product will be entrusted to you."

"Come to me tomorrow to pick up your assignment. No pay, it's considered an internship."

Done.

Before Su Qingyu could react...

Liang Cheng had already strode down the stairs.

He left behind only a dashing silhouette.

Su Qingyu stood there blankly.

Two blushes rose on her face.

My heart felt like a deer was pounding wildly inside me.

Is this... domineering?

They're even being unreasonable when assigning work to people.

But......

Why don't I feel disgusted by it?

Su Qingyu's thoughts were in complete disarray.

She looked at her father.

Su Zhenbang felt as if his bones had been removed, and he collapsed there limply.

"Dad, he..."

Su Qingyu's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"What exactly does he want to do?"

Su Zhenbang slowly raised his head, his eyes vacant, and it took him a long time to focus.

He did not answer his daughter's question.

Instead, he muttered to himself.

"It's resolved, it's all resolved."

"Bank loans, supplier debts, workers' wages..."

Su Zhenbang seemed to be possessed, repeating the same thing over and over again.

Suddenly, he grabbed Su Qingyu's hand with astonishing strength.

"Qingyu, do you think Secretary Liang Qunfeng knows about this?"

This question also stunned Su Qingyu.

Yes.

Liang Cheng's investment was so large.

Would his father not know?

"If Secretary Liang knew, why would he help us?"

A hint of fear appeared on Su Zhenbang's face.

"How could our Su family possibly be qualified to climb up to the towering Liang family?"

He couldn't figure it out.

I didn't dare to think about it any further.

However, the averting of the major crisis still brought him a long sigh of relief.

The feeling of returning from hell to the human world almost made him collapse.

"No matter what he wants to do, the contract is signed, and he has to pay up the money."

A hint of businessman's shrewdness returned to Su Zhenbang's eyes.

"Moreover, a family of Liang's standing would not have a young master who would break his word."

After a pause, Su Zhenbang looked at his daughter.

"He asked you to help design a new product. What do you think?"

Su Qingyu fell silent.

She was really shocked today.

Liang Cheng, the rumored playboy, and the one she met today.

They're practically two different people.

That composure, that demeanor.

This is something an eighteen-year-old boy should never possess.

"Dad, I'll listen to you."

Su Zhenbang nodded.

"Go."

"There are still dozens of long-time employees in the factory who have worked with me for half their lives, and I can't bear to see them lose their jobs."

"Since there's an opportunity, let's lend a hand if we can."

Su Zhenbang's voice carried a hint of weariness, as well as a sense of relief at surviving a disaster.

......

I walked out of Tingyuxuan.

Liang Cheng took a deep breath.

In my mind.

The familiar mechanical electronic voice rang out precisely on time.

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host, on completing your first real estate investment!]

[Investment potential assessed as excellent!]

[System reward distributed!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the technical formula: Classic Iced Tea Beverage Process (Expert Level)!]