One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

He spoke very frankly, without any attempt to conceal anything.

This attitude, on the contrary, made Zhang Wei look at him with new respect.

"Since you are sincere about buying, I won't beat around the bush." ​​Qian Dapeng held up four fingers and then bent down two more.

"Four million two hundred thousand."

"My factory is in a good location. Although the equipment isn't the latest, it's very well maintained and will definitely not delay its operation."

"The workers are all experienced masters who have worked with me for many years, and their skills are solid."

"Most importantly, I can give away all my old customers to you for free."

"These clients have been cooperating with us for five or six years or more, and our relationships are very stable. Once you take over, it's like you'll have business right away, and you won't have to worry about orders."

He finished speaking in one breath, his eyes filled with anticipation as he looked at Zhang Wei and the other two.

After listening, Zhang Wei did not immediately express his opinion.

He glanced at Lin Wei.

Lin Wei understood and said to Qian Dapeng:

"Mr. Qian, would it be convenient for you to take us to the workshop to see the equipment?"

"Of course, of course." Qian Dapeng immediately stood up. "This way, please."

The four people went back into the workshop.

Qian Dapeng explained as he walked.

"This is a large-format printer. Although it's been used for five years, I maintain it every three months, and the printheads were just replaced recently."

"That's a photo printer over there, a Japanese brand, the resolution is definitely good enough."

Lin Wei walked up to the machine and carefully inspected it.

Unlike the previous one where she only looked at the surface, she opened the side cover of the machine to check the wiring and core components inside.

She even found a worker and asked him some questions about daily operation and maintenance.

Throughout the process, she asked very detailed questions, and Qian Dapeng answered them all patiently without showing the slightest impatience.

Wang Hao and Zhang Wei wandered around the workshop.

They noticed that although there were only seven or eight workers here, they worked together very well.

There were a few younger guys who worked very hard.

Although the working environment is not exactly comfortable, the atmosphere in the workshop is not oppressive.

Wang Hao knew that in a GG processing plant like this, the work was intense and smelly, and people had to wear masks all year round while doing manual labor. Those who stayed and worked diligently were honest and hardworking people.

A dozen minutes later, Lin Wei finished her examination.

She walked over to Zhang Wei and nodded gently.

Zhang Wei understood.

The group returned to the office.

As soon as he sat down, Qian Dapeng eagerly asked, "How's it going? My factory, not bad, right?"

Zhang Wei smiled, but instead of answering directly, he lit a cigarette and slowly began to speak.

"Boss Qian, let's be frank."

"We had someone estimate the value of your factory before we came here."

"All the equipment, plus the site transfer fee, and all the miscellaneous charges, the market price is only around four million."

Upon hearing this, Qian Dapeng's face darkened, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, it turned into a sigh.

"I know, I know... but right now, I really need the money urgently..."

His voice was filled with helplessness and bitterness.

"To be honest, my wife... sigh, she... she gambled away a fortune and racked up a huge debt with loan sharks."

"I really had no other choice. Those people come to my door every day demanding repayment. If I don't pay, they'll... they'll..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but his pained expression said it all.

Silence fell over the office.

Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of Zhou Jianjun, who was ruined by his wife.

He really wanted to say a few words of advice to the man in front of him: this kind of wife is a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

Every family has its own problems. As an outsider, what right do I have to judge other people's family affairs?

Zhang Wei was silent for a moment, then took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

"Brother, this is your family matter, and we shouldn't interfere."

"But now that we've met, I'll say something, but don't find it annoying."

"This kind of thing, once it happens, it can happen again. You covered her hole this time, but what about next time?"

"In business, we believe in cutting our losses promptly. People, sometimes, are the same way."

Zhang Wei phrased it tactfully, but his meaning was quite clear.

The advice was to tell Qian Dapeng to ignore his wife and let her fend for herself.

Qian Dapeng understood. Instead of being angry, he gave Zhang Wei a grateful, bitter smile.

"Young man, thank you. I know you mean well."

"But... my husband and I have been together since I was penniless."

"Back then, I was driving a tricycle to deliver boxed lunches, and she would wash the dishes for me in the back. She never complained about me."

"After I opened this factory, life got better, and I was busy making money, so I really neglected her."

"She made a mistake; it's her fault, but I also bear some responsibility."

"I can't just throw her away because she made a mistake. Then...would I even be a human being?"

He spoke very frankly, his voice slightly choked with emotion.

"She endured so much hardship with me when I was poor. Now that I have some money, she's in trouble, I can't just abandon her."

His words silenced all three people present.

Zhang Wei, in particular, felt a mix of emotions when he looked at Qian Dapeng's bloodshot eyes.

He is an honest man, a man of integrity and loyalty.

Unfortunately, he ended up with such a spendthrift wife.

"Alright, bro," Zhang Wei stubbed out his cigarette. "Let's not talk about family matters anymore, let's get back to business."

"Let's talk business."

The atmosphere returned to the negotiating table.

Zhang Wei looked at him and said very seriously, "Brother, we understand your situation. We sincerely want your factory."

"But four million two hundred thousand, to be honest, is indeed a bit high."

"We're also working for the company, so we have to be careful with every penny we earn, because we have to report back to our bosses."

"Look, is there any room for negotiation on this price?"

Qian Dapeng's expression showed a struggle.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.

The office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, he slumped into the chair like a deflated balloon.

"Why……"

He let out a long sigh.

"Young man, you're right. The hardware of my factory is indeed only worth four million."

"That 200,000 yuan was factored into my client resources. Those resources are absolutely worth that price."

"However... given the current situation, I can't wait any longer."

He seemed to have made up his mind, and gritted his teeth.

"How about this!"

"I'll give you a discount of 100,000! Four million one hundred thousand!"

"This is my bottom line. Any less, and I won't be able to fill that hole."