I'm back in 1990

Chapter 422: Bait

A few days later, someone actually came to the factory to see Zeng Jiahua. After seeing the factory's processing capacity, they immediately gave Zeng Jiahua a processing contract worth 300,000 yuan.

Before the contract was even signed, they directly transferred a prepayment of 150,000 yuan to Zeng Jiahua's factory account. That's some sincerity!

After seeing the visitors off, Zeng Jiahua sat in his office, staring blankly at the contract on the table. He hadn't signed it yet; once he did, the contract would be effective. This matter had left him somewhat confused. He hadn't expected the other party to actually try to seduce him with sweet talk.

Moreover, as the person just mentioned, this order is only to test the production capacity of Zeng Jiahua's factory. If the production capacity can keep up, then there are still large orders waiting in line, each starting at several million.

To put it bluntly, this was a bait that Fu Wen set for Zeng Jiahua. This is really testing human nature.

These orders don't matter who gets them, but giving some to Zeng Jiahua can serve as a starting point for further action.

Once Zeng Jiahua swallows this first bait, he will be unable to refuse one order after another.

For Fu Wen, all he had to do was wait patiently; the time would come for the fruit to ripen eventually.

Furthermore, Fu Wen's plan was to buy those coins from Zeng Jiahua at a high price; he had no intention of getting a bargain. From any perspective, this transaction was beneficial to Zeng Jiahua.

Zeng Jiahua had been agonizing over this for days. What the hell was he supposed to do? It was such a difficult decision.

He really wanted the business, but what about the money?

He's not stupid; he knows perfectly well why people are rushing to give him orders.

He couldn't bring himself to discuss this with his nephew, Huang Xiaochuan. Zeng Jiahua originally wanted to build his business on his own and didn't want to trouble his nephew with everything. Besides, the money had been agreed to be given to Huang Xiaochuan, and Zeng Jiahua couldn't bring himself to go back on his word now.

After several days of mental struggle, Zeng Jiahua gritted his teeth and endured the pain to tear up the contract, and the 150,000 yuan was returned to him.

Zeng Jiahua felt that business could be built slowly, but if he started this kind of business, he would get stuck and wouldn't be able to get out. In the end, he would become estranged from his nephew because of money. Zeng Jiahua felt that it was not worth it. He also thought it through. If he couldn't repay the loan, he would sell the equipment, the factory and the land, and go home to be a landlord. He could also help his wife look after the shop.

When Fu Wen learned that Zeng Jiahua had actually returned the deposit, he was very surprised. His trick, which he had always used without fail, had failed.

This shows that Zeng Jiahua is not someone who can be won over with money, so we need to find another way. However, Fu Wen will not go to Zeng Jiahua again because he knows it will be useless!

Since they won't accept a toast, we'll have to resort to some tricks.

During the summer vacation, An Cheng and his team's computer training classes were incredibly popular, with every class packed to capacity.

"An Cheng, what are you dawdling about? Hurry up and call someone to bring the computer over!"

Ma Yifeng urged An Cheng anxiously. It's understandable that he was anxious. Due to the limited number of computers, the courses for students who had signed up were scheduled until the end of the year. How could this be allowed? This kind of industry is easy to imitate. If they didn't seize the opportunity to make money now, they would all starve when everyone else came.

An Cheng was also sweating profusely. He urged Jiao Zhiyong, "Old Jiao, when are the air conditioner installers coming?"

Adding more computers is easy, but each computer generates a lot of heat. With people in the room, the two wall-mounted air conditioners in the classroom are no longer enough. They were installed temporarily to save money. Now, with more than 30 computers and a room full of people, the power of those two air conditioners can't keep up.

Ma Yifeng chimed in, "That's right, Lao Jiao, you'd better hurry up and urge them on. Look at the classroom, it's like a sauna."

"Damn it, these air conditioner installers act like they're royalty. And to all the die-hard fans of 'Four Seasons Leeks,' the latest chapter of '1990 I'm Back' has been released! I've called dozens of times already." Jiao Zhiyong cursed under his breath, he was getting angry too.

Ma Yifeng's eyes darted around, and he suddenly thought of Huang Xiaochuan: "I'll ask Old Huang for some ideas."

After saying that, he started looking for Huang Xiaochuan's phone number.

"Yes, yes, let's find Lao Huang! He has a lot of influence, he'll definitely have a way!" An Cheng and Jiao Zhiyong strongly agreed with Ma Yifeng's suggestion.

"Old Huang, it's me, Ma Yifeng. I need your help!"

Huang Xiaochuan, who was in his office in Xujiahui at the moment, did not immediately agree, but instead asked, "Tell me what it is first!"

"There are so many people signing up for the training courses in the summer, and our original air conditioner couldn't keep up. So we went to the Times Super Shopping Center and bought a few floor-standing air conditioners, but they still haven't come to install them for us. Don't you know General Manager Jiang from Times Super Shopping Center? Could you talk to him and see if he could put us in the queue and send someone to install the air conditioners for us as soon as possible?"

"I understand, I'll call in a bit." Upon hearing about this, Huang Xiaochuan immediately agreed to help.

Having finished discussing the important matters, Ma Yifeng didn't forget about other things.

"Are you free tonight? Want to grab a drink if you're free?"

"It's too hot, let's forget it!" Huang Xiaochuan didn't want to go out at night. In this awful weather, if you were outdoors, you'd be sweating all over and feeling sticky in no time.

Seeing that Huang Xiaochuan had nothing to do that evening, Ma Yifeng quickly urged, "No way! Come to my place tonight and I'll make some cold dishes, stir-fry a few dishes, and have some beer. How about that? I'll go buy some crayfish, and you can cook them."

"Damn it, are you inviting me for drinks? You're making me come to your house to do manual labor," Huang Xiaochuan said with a laugh over the phone.

"Once you've finalized things, I'll finalize it with Lao An and Lao Jiao. They're just waiting for your reply."

Ma Yifeng added, "It's been a while since we had a drink together, so give me the honor!"

"Fine! I'll come to your place tonight. Damn it, look at the size of your pot, don't buy too many lobsters."

Ma Yifeng completely ignored Huang Xiaochuan's words: "If one pot isn't enough, just make two. It's your fault for making such delicious crayfish, and you can't even buy them outside. You'll have to work hard tonight, so make a lot and let us eat our fill."

Huang Xiaochuan, enraged, cursed again: "You son of a bitch!"

Then he hung up the phone.

"Alright, Lao Huang has agreed to help. Come to my house for drinks tonight."

An Cheng and Jiao Zhiyong overheard Ma Yifeng's conversation with Huang Xiaochuan. They both loved Huang Xiaochuan's crayfish; in this dreary summer, it was crayfish that brought them a little joy.

Ma Yifeng then made another call to Sang Weihong.

"I've already arranged with Lao Huang. He'll come over to our house tonight and cook crayfish. Lao An, Lao Jiao, and I will keep him company and have some beer. You go to the market and buy some crayfish. I'll wash them when I get back this afternoon."

When Sang Weihong heard that Huang Xiaochuan was coming over for dinner that evening, she readily agreed: "Okay!"

Before hanging up, Ma Yifeng added, "Buy the big ones, buy more, otherwise there won't be enough to eat, especially since there are two foodies here tonight."

"Okay! Stop nagging, I have something to do, bye!"

Because Ma Yifeng called him a glutton, Jiao Zhiyong, wanting revenge, teased Ma Yifeng: "Old Ma, I've noticed you're not much of a husband at home, huh? Looks like the Sanggan River is the head of the household in your family?"

Ma Yifeng, being a stubborn duck, retorted, "What do you know? Haven't you heard of women managing the household and men managing external affairs? My wife and I have a clear division of labor."

Jiao Zhiyong and An Cheng rolled their eyes in unison and even gave each other the middle finger. Ma Yifeng must have lost his mind to be showing off in front of two single guys. He must have nothing better to do.