Chapter 4

At Qingtian Mechanical Factory, Zhang Wen, sitting in front of the fax machine, was panting.

Seeing that all the blueprints had finally been sent over, he sat down with peace of mind.

At this moment, the office door was suddenly knocked on.

"Factory Director! Factory Director!"

"What's wrong? Did the sky fall?" Zhang Wen opened the door with dissatisfaction.

But he saw Chen Shifu leaning against the door, looking like a disaster was imminent.

As soon as he saw Zhang Wen open the door, Chen Shifu couldn't wait to say: "Factory Director. You'd better come and see. It's not good."

Zhang Wen hurriedly supported Chen Shifu while continuing to ask: "What's not good?"

"The bank is here, here to collect debts."

"And they also brought someone, saying they want the land of our Qingtian Mechanical Manufacturing Factory."

When Zhang Wen heard this, he immediately got angry.

"Where?"

"Take me there!"

"Let's go, to the main gate!"

Chen Shifu didn't care about his elderly body and pulled Zhang Wen towards the main gate.

At the main gate of Qingtian Equipment Manufacturing Factory.

Li Jingli from the bank looked at the person in a suit and leather shoes in front of him with flattery.

"Zhao Dong. What do you think of this piece of land?"

"This is the best piece of land in the Economic Development Zone."

"The supporting facilities nearby are quite good, an experimental primary school, the City Second Hospital. If you can add your commercial center."

"That would be even better."

Zhao Dong glanced lightly at the surroundings and gave a call.

A lackey on the side immediately lit a cigar for him.

He took a deep breath and blew the smoke directly into Li Jingli's face.

Although Li Jingli was choked by the smoke, he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

The person in front of him had strong financial resources and could be called a big financial backer of the bank; even the position of accompanying him today was something he had begged and pleaded for.

If he could win his appreciation today, he would be on the fast track to success.

"I've looked at the city's planning, this place is indeed not bad."

"However, is there any problem with the land?"

Zhao Dong stared at Li Jingli.

Li Jingli hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Zhao Dong, there is absolutely no problem with taking down this piece of land."

"I am very familiar with this Qingtian Equipment Manufacturing Factory; they came to me for a loan before and gave me all their sales and manufacturing data. I have already understood their factory thoroughly. Now their capital chain has completely broken."

"Even paying wages has become a problem."

"And their old factory director has already died. A wet-behind-the-ears university student has taken over."

"Now they can be considered ants on a hot pan."

"Today, you and I are here to give them a release."

"If you show a little kindness and give them some money, they will naturally be grateful."

"Hmph, sounds nice." Zhao Dong looked at the dilapidated factory in front of him and smoked a few more puffs of his cigar.

In the exhaled smoke, he seemed to see the day when his Hengtai Real Estate would expand its scale in this small city.

Before coming here, he had already asked a professional actuary to calculate it; this business, if it went smoothly, could earn at least tens of millions.

If he operated it a bit, profits of hundreds of millions were not impossible.

"Hmm."

"Not bad."

"Take me to see it."

Zhao Dong gave Li Jingli a wink.

Li Jingli immediately led Zhao Dong respectfully to the main gate of Qingtian Manufacturing Factory.

From far away, they saw the gate was closed, and the sign engraved with Qingtian Equipment Manufacturing Factory had faded and turned white.

At the entrance, only an old man dressed neatly was sitting upright on a chair.

The clothes on his body had been washed until they were faded, but it could still be seen that the owner was a meticulous person.

Li Jingli stepped forward, intending to rush in directly.

The old man hurriedly stopped him.

"Hello, this is a military restricted area, ordinary people are not allowed to enter!"

The old man stretched out his hand, but didn't stand up.

Zhao Dong's eyes were already unkind at this moment.

At this time, Li Jingli's lackey couldn't stand it anymore.

"You old man, do you know who you are blocking?!"

"What is Zhao Dong's status! Can you block him?!"

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Dong's lackey stepped forward and slapped the old man's hand away.

"You! What are you doing!"

"This is Qingtian Equipment Manufacturing Factory! You can't just do whatever you want!"

The old man was anxious but couldn't stop them.

Zhao Dong's lackey saw that this old man was still not sensible.

He kicked the old man to the side directly.

"Old thing! What kind of arrogance are you playing with me here?!"

"Get out of the way!"

The old man fell to the ground in pain, revealing two empty trouser legs hidden under his clothes.

Zhao Dong's lackey became interested at this moment.

"Yo, you're actually a cripple!"

"You dead cripple! How dare you manage me?"

He kicked him a few more times.

Leaving only the old man wailing on the ground.

But Zhao Dong's lackey still felt unsatisfied.

He turned to Zhao Dong and said: "Boss, I think we might as well smash this cripple's sign."

"Hurry up."

Zhao Dong said impatiently.

He had seen too many such things; anyway, as long as the money was enough, all problems would be solved.

And he, the least lacking thing was money.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Dong's lackey laughed wildly, then pointed at Li Jingli.

"You, come here."

"Me?" Li Jingli said in surprise.

"Right, stand here for me."

Then, Zhao Dong's lackey stepped on Li Jingli's shoulder to take down the sign of Qingtian Equipment Manufacturing Factory directly.

He smashed it directly on the ground.

"You! You!"

The old man lying on the ground struggled to support his body, watching helplessly as the people in front of him took down the sign of the place he regarded as home.

A kind of sorrow welled up from his heart.

"You actually!"

The old man used his two arms to struggle to support his body, walking step by step towards Zhao Dong's lackey.

Zhao Dong's lackey saw the old man like this and couldn't help but feel playful.

"Old cripple! Look at this sign."

Then he kicked the sign of Qingtian Manufacturing Factory away.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The old man approached with difficulty, using all his strength to stretch out his two hands, which were worn bloody by the concrete floor.

"Pah, old cripple! Blowing your beard and staring at me here!"

Zhao Dong's lackey kicked the old man away with disdain.

The old man fell to the ground in pain, and the coat on his body also fell off, revealing several medals that had been polished until they shone.

"Alright. Xiao Xu, hurry up and finish."

"I have things to do!"

Zhao Dong said unhappily; he wasn't angry because of what Xiao Xu did, but because it delayed his business.

"Alright!"

Xiao Xu walked to the old man and squatted down.

He pinched the old man's neck with his hand.

Looking at the old man's scarlet eyes, he laughed wildly.

"Old cripple, do you know who I am now?"

Xiao Xu spat out a mouthful of phlegm with force, spitting it directly onto the old man's face.

"Pah!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Enough! What are you doing!"

Xiao Xu just heard the voice.

The next second.

A big foot appeared beside his face.