Chapter 335: Low-Cost Purchase

Bo'er, it's me, open the door a bit.

Damn it, why are you bothering me at this time? What's the matter?

Open the door, Zong Long is here.

Saying that, Bo'er unwillingly walked to the door and then opened it.

He saw several people standing outside, and such a large group had come to the Bin Guan—could something have happened?

You guys, why are you all here? Is something wrong?

Zong Long didn't speak, then glanced inside and saw two blond-haired, blue-eyed beauties lying on the bed.

Could you let them out for a moment? I have something very important to tell you.

Alright, come in.

Saying that, he opened the door, and then Bo'er walked over; the two women, being sensible, quickly put on their clothes.

Darling, when can we come again?

Hehe, tonight, or after they leave, I'll call you again, obedient sweetheart.

It seemed he really liked those two women, so before they left, Bo'er reached out and gave a light pinch on the butt.

Really annoying, waiting for your call.

Faced with all this, Zong Long could only shake his head helplessly; he really couldn't understand whether living like this actually had any meaning.

Hehe, you're really happy every day and a groom every night.

Hehe, there's nothing else going on, and besides, finding two women to have fun with—right, why are you all here?

Oh, I formally notify you that this contract has been signed, meaning that Xing Ya Company has now been acquired by Xiao Ming.

What? Acquired by Xiao Ming? Let me see.

Upon hearing it, he also felt a bit excited, so he hurriedly took it and gave it a careful look.

When did this happen?

Isn't it written there? There's a date on it.

Just now?

Yes, just finished the acquisition; I came over to tell you two.

Great, great, but if that's the case, can we now liquidate all my assets?

Exactly, it's possible; come, also take a look at this.

After speaking, Zong Long placed the previously prepared authorization letter on the table.

When Bo'er saw it, he merely frowned slightly.

Normally, at this point, there should absolutely not be an authorization letter's content.

But why would he suddenly produce this? So he didn't understand what medicine he was selling from his gourd.

Then he picked up the paper and examined it closely; he found it was indeed an authorization letter, granting Zong Long free disposal of some of his own assets—this was utterly absurd.

Finally, he flung it hard onto the ground.

Zong Long, I ask you, what do you mean by this?

Hehe, Bo'er, don't be so anxious; moreover, can't we sit down and talk properly about any matter?

What's there to discuss? You're handing me this authorization letter—what does it mean? Are you preparing to seize all my assets tomorrow?

How can that be called seizure? Strictly speaking, it should be called an acquisition; besides, look—there will be equivalent value paid to me. Isn't that acceptable?

Acquisition? You mean you want to acquire my assets and then liquidate them all?

Yes, I can give you liquidated funds; if you agree, you can take this money and flee far away—what do you think?

Fine, no problem, but I must have cash, and it absolutely cannot go through domestic accounts; it must be transferred overseas.

Okay, that's fine, but this amount of money going through overseas accounts might not even cover the fees; however, it's okay—if you're willing to do it, I'll bear the fees.

What? This amount? Don't you know how much my assets will total after liquidation tomorrow? You're not aware?

Bo'er said anxiously here, because the three of them had basically split the assets evenly, so each person's share was roughly the same.

I certainly know, and I'm also clear about what you own, so let me tell you again—come on, name your price.

Name a price? We don't need to haggle; just give me the market value of these things, and we won't discuss anything else.

Market value? How can you talk about market value? I tell you, if you tried to sell this on the market, it wouldn't sell at all, so I'm kindly helping you acquire it—be satisfied.

General Manager Zong, what exactly do you mean?

Actually, I've decided—I'll give you a total of 500,000, and that's it.

You, you what?

When Bo'er heard that, he widened his eyes in surprise—500,000? That's just pocket change; his own assets could never be that low.

Even at a 0.1 discount, it's definitely not just that amount.

That's right, it's 500,000—didn't you hear? 500,000 renminbi—what's the problem?

You're acting strange today; besides, saying these things, don't you think this is just an Arabian Nights tale?

No, since I've come here today, I'm prepared to hand over this 500,000 to you; the cash can be transferred or given directly—I've got it ready, come on, just sign.

Sign? Am I crazy? To transfer all my assets to you for free for just 500,000—you might as well let me give them to you for nothing.

How could that be acceptable? You've also put in some effort, and I can't just give it away for free; so the 500,000 won't be reduced, but if you're willing, I can also add another 100,000.

Zong Long, what do you mean?

It means nothing; the game is over now, and you're out—out, out, got it?