My boss betrayed me

"Four hundred thousand Longteng coins?" Xia Muchu's eyes widened, his voice instantly rose eight octaves, he stood up abruptly, put his hands on his hips, his face terribly gloomy.

"How many dishes do you have to cook to earn back these 400,000 Dragon Teng coins? You actually run a business like this in the world, it's just ridiculous!"

Wang Lung stiffened his neck, his face flushed red, and he argued unconvincedly:

“Someone actually did it and succeeded!”

"Not everyone can afford to learn karate." Xia Muchu's eyes were like lightning, his tone was extremely serious, and he paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

"In the business world, the last thing you should trust is the experience of so-called successful people."

“Those who teach you how to make money usually want to see you make a fool of yourself and go bankrupt.”

“Happiness is always relative, and it is only highlighted by contrast with misfortune.”

"So if your misfortune this time can teach you a lesson, it will be of some value."

Zhang San lowered his head dejectedly, like a deflated ball, and said weakly:

"It's good to have a big fall. It will help me learn from it in the future."

"Have the Hanzhou staff been evacuated?"

"Not yet," Wang Lung explained hastily.

Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and he wiped them with his sleeves in a panic.

"If we withdraw too hastily, we're afraid of arousing suspicion and being considered a liar, which would make it impossible for us to continue in this business. We're thinking of slowly dragging this matter out and minimizing the losses as much as possible."

"According to your original plan, if you find a foreign investor, from which party do you plan to take the agency fee? And how much do you plan to take?"

"Both sides will be charged a commission of 1.8 million Dragon Teng coins out of the total investment of 60 million Dragon Teng coins, which is 3%."

"It's meaningless to say this now," Wang Lung said weakly, his head hanging down, as depressed as a defeated rooster.

His shoulders slumped, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

Xia Muchu actually knew what was happening today.

He knew Wang Long and Zhang San's temperaments and styles of doing things very well, just like he was familiar with the lines on his own palms.

Moreover, regarding this matter, he had already demonstrated an extraordinarily keen sense of smell when no one else was aware of it.

When he was investigating the geographical location of the leather factory in Hanzhou, a vague but possible idea took root and sprouted quietly in the depths of his mind like a seed.

However, this idea is still like a tender seedling. It needs to undergo rigorous and detailed demonstration before it can grow into a towering tree and become truly feasible.

At this moment, Xia Muchu muttered to himself: Humph, these two guys, just as I expected, came to me in a hurry.

But let's see what kind of game they have set up in this chess game.

He asked casually, "What exactly do you plan to do by looking for me?"

Zhang San was so anxious that his face turned red. He spoke rapidly, "If Hanzhou can revive this desperate situation, it would be a blessing from heaven, but in reality, the possibility is almost zero."

"If the mess in Hanzhou is really out of control, then we can only start a new project decisively, just like the time in Songjiang. The project will depend entirely on your wise decision and the funds will be allocated skillfully by you."

"You are also responsible for commanding and dispatching personnel."

"In short, we don't want to act like headless flies and do small things. We are determined to follow you to accomplish something great that will shock the world and make ghosts weep."

Wang Long hurriedly presented the exquisite gold-and-jade-inlaid cipher box to him respectfully, opened it with a "bang", and introduced it with great excitement:

"This contains all the confidential information about the joint venture project. We didn't dare to leave out any of it. We brought it all to you."

"There are the ups and downs of the leather factory's development history, the current situation in every detail, the complicated relationship between the competent departments, and the detailed and comprehensive details of the surrounding environment."

"There is also a carefully designed factory layout plan, an ingenious and complex internal structure, as well as a record of meticulous negotiations and a letter of intent full of sincerity."

"In addition, there are carefully prepared production video materials, detailed and accurate maps of Hanzhou, comprehensive investment guides and far-sighted city vision planning maps."

"In short, as long as we can find it, we will get it all for you even if we have to go through fire and water."

Xia Muchu glanced at the box full of information and couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart: These two guys really spent a lot of money and effort on this matter. "

“But the twists and turns and bumps in this process may not be sorted out in a short time.

"The information is quite complete." Xia Muchu smiled slightly and said indifferently.

Zhang San closed the box and put it back in the corner. He said dejectedly, like a deflated ball, "When I saw this information, my head hurt as if it was going to explode. I felt like the top of my head was going to be blown off."

Xia Muchu was silent for a long time, as if thousands of troops were galloping in his heart. He weighed the pros and cons quickly and carefully, and after thinking it over again and again, he slowly said:

"This is not a trivial matter that can be easily decided. I need ample time to carefully consider it."

"I think we should maintain the status quo in Hanzhou for the time being and keep our troops on hold. You guys go back first, and I'll give you an answer after I've considered everything thoroughly and made sure there are no mistakes."

In fact, Xia Muchu knew clearly in his heart at this moment that this was a rare opportunity that only came once in a hundred years or a thousand years, but he must not be too anxious and must be as steady as a rock and keep his composure.

When Zhang San heard this, he immediately jumped up in panic and responded loudly:

"We have already discussed it and are waiting patiently at the sealed door. If we don't get a reassurance this time, we will not leave even if a knife is placed on our necks."

Wang Lung also hurriedly echoed in a panic, saying: "If there was still a glimmer of hope, we wouldn't have come to you in such a hurry like headless flies."

"You are our last straw, our last hope!"

"I'm not some god who can call the wind and rain. I'm just an ordinary person like you who works hard to make ends meet."

Xia Muchu deliberately mixed a bit of dissatisfaction and helplessness into his tone, trying to test their reactions.

"But in our hearts, you are a powerful figure like a god, with great magical powers and can do anything." Wang Long didn't care about Xia Muchu's attitude at all. He looked at Zhang San eagerly, turned to Xia Muchu and said,

"According to our experience, as long as you, Brother Muchu, give the order and start directing, we will just open our pockets and wait for mountains of gold and silver and piles of money to flow in like a tide."