"To appease He Dao's wrath, we must hand you over to them!"
Du Mosheng sneered as he sized up Wang Yu, saying indifferently,
"This isn't a negotiation, it's a notification!
You must not only voluntarily surrender yourself to He Dao's disposal, but you must also hand over all the He Dao technology you stole.
After all, it belongs to the nation and cannot be buried with you. Handing it over to us is the best choice!
Furthermore, due to the impact of this engine supply cutoff incident, all the manufacturers represented here have suffered immensely and directly.
Therefore, you must apologize and admit your mistakes to all the enterprise representatives present, and prepare to pay ten million for each of them as compensation for their losses! Of course, if you lack funds, you can compensate with equipment or production lines to settle the debt.
So, what do you think?"
After laying out a series of conditions, Du Mosheng looked at Wang Yu steadily, with a condescending expression, awaiting his response.
"What do I think? I'll send my great-granduncle's dog's stinky ass to you!"
Wang Yu, who had been smiling cheerfully moments ago, suddenly changed his expression and retorted fiercely. Before Du Mosheng could react, he took off his size 42 sneakers and hurled them directly at Du Mosheng's head!
*Splat!*
Although Du Mosheng was no longer young, his reaction was not slow. He tilted his head, evading the sudden attack. Wang Yu's sneaker missed its target, landing on the side with a hollow thud.
"Hmph, young man, you... Ah! Cough cough cough!"
Before he could finish speaking, Brother Hu, standing nearby, grabbed the pastries and snacks from the table and threw them out, one in each hand.
When it came to throwing things at people, Brother Hu was far more professional than Wang Yu. Two pastries flew out, one from the left and one from the right, one after the other.
Du Mosheng, having just dodged the first one, was hit directly in his open mouth by the second. A piece of pastry immediately entered his throat, causing him to fall to the ground, coughing violently and choking!
"What are you doing? Are you courting death? How can you be so ungrateful!"
Someone behind Du Mosheng quickly stood up, helping him up and patting his back to prevent him from choking and becoming the first person to die from being smothered by a walnut pastry.
At the same time, he sternly berated Wang Yu and the others.
"Ungrateful? Your conditions are practically asking to defecate on my head, and you dare to talk about gratitude!"
Wang Yu shot back without hesitation. He was truly furious. How dare these scoundrels propose such terms? If he agreed, wouldn't he be an idiot?
The conditions they set were tantamount to destroying him completely and squeezing out his last ounce of value!
After a while, Du Mosheng finally caught his breath, his finger trembling as he pointed at Wang Yu.
"You... you brat, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
Forfeit? Wang Yu tilted his head, looking at Du Mosheng, trying to figure out what constituted a forfeit.
"Do you know who you've offended?"
Seeing Wang Yu remain silent, Du Mosheng slowly spoke, pointing at the dozens of people around him one by one.
"Everyone present represents top-tier domestic automobile manufacturers and machinery companies. In a sense, they represent the vast majority of industrial leaders in the country, controlling almost all upstream and downstream supply chains.
Now, because of you, we have suffered severe losses!
If you are sensible and surrender, we can at least leave you with some dignity. Handing you over to He Dao means your car factory and your workers will be spared. Furthermore, you will live a relatively comfortable life in He Dao.
But if you refuse to cooperate..."
Du Mosheng's tone shifted abruptly, becoming chilling.
"Then don't blame us for being impolite! I know you, Wang Yu, have some ability and have made some connections, but compared to us, you are a mere trifle.
Believe it or not, if we mobilize the influence behind us, we can not only ruin your reputation but also make you lose everything in an instant, leaving you with neither face nor substance!
The reason we invited you here today was merely to save you some face!"
Du Mosheng said, and the dozens of people behind him let out cold laughter in unison.
In their eyes, Wang Yu was just a clown. His earlier antics had disrupted their plan and rhythm, but so what? Against absolute power, all schemes and tricks were useless!
You are just a car factory in a small county. Even if you've had a lot of good luck recently and made a lot of money,
You are still essentially a small, broken factory. Can you really stand against the giants present? Dealing with you is no different from crushing an ant!
"Heh heh, save me some face? I think you're trying to save yourselves from an ugly predicament!"
Wang Yu sneered directly, speaking without politeness. "Your true objective is my technology, as well as the assets and equipment of the Jiangyang County Automobile Factory, right? This so-called saving me face is just to cover up your unsightly greed!
And you yourselves dare not offend He Dao, so you've chosen to target me instead."
"You... Even if that's the case, so what?"
Seeing Wang Yu lay everything bare, Du Mosheng decided to drop the pretense. The people behind him also revealed cold smiles, confident they had Wang Yu cornered.
They all looked like they had victory in hand.
That's right, they were indeed after Wang Yu's technology. Anyone He Dao would go to such lengths for must possess extremely valuable technology. None of them were fools!
Moreover, according to the information they had gathered, Wang Yu, this young kid, was quite capable and had amassed considerable wealth in a short period. While far less than the large corporations present, it was still a decent side-profit to be divided.
"Exactly, that's our objective. You'll agree whether you want to or not!"
Someone in the crowd threatened Wang Yu.
"You can choose not to agree, but you'd better answer the phone first!"
The phone, with its comically long cord, was brought over by a server and handed to Wang Yu.
Wang Yu casually took the receiver. On the other end, he heard the anxious, almost tearful voice of Old Director Li Ming.
"It's bad, Little Factory Manager!
All suppliers and raw material manufacturers have refused to supply us. All our previous dealer channels have canceled their cooperation with us, and all previous orders have been returned!
We... We have nothing left!"