I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 469 Swift Resolution_1

Chapter 469: Chapter 469 Swift Resolution_1

"The flavor of Huaxu." Shen Dong said with a smile, his eyes becoming more teasing. Seeing Tang Yuchan about to speak, he preempted her, looking at Duan Peng and Xu Zheng, "I plan to sell my shares in Xingkong Technology. Are you interested?"

"Business is business..." Duan Peng still wanted to explain.

Shen Dong waved his hand in the air, laughing, "I’m not here to catch up with you guys. Xingkong Technology is doing so well now, there must be someone who enjoys picking peaches. Take it, or leave it."

"Name your price," Zhao Wenliang said, with a dismissive gesture. He put his hand in his pocket and threw his checkbook over.

Shen Dong clasped his hands together, smiling, "Mr. Zhao is as generous as ever."

"I think, let’s settle an account first."

Speaking, Shen Dong walked to the podium, smiling at Tang Yuchan, "Originally, Huaxu was registered with a capital of a hundred million. Initially, for Hai City Real Estate, my brother and I owed you a hundred million, which clears the account. But, you’ll have to transfer the shares of Hai City Real Estate to Kang Yue."

Tang Yuchan’s gaze turned cold, suddenly filled with pride, "I put my effort into the Huaxu Building."

"Oh?" Shen Dong shook his head and paced, clicking his tongue twice, "Then, who put the effort into Mr. Zhou’s concert?"

"And whose effort was behind the Tianhe lawsuit?"

"Ms. Tang Yuchan, I don’t want things to get ugly. If you want to leave, I won’t even bother to keep you. But I ask you, please leave cleanly and don’t take anything that doesn’t belong to you."

"I won’t ask for much, just a hundred million."

After speaking, Shen Dong wrote down a nine-digit number and threw the checkbook at Zhao Wenliang. Seeing Zhao Wenliang’s hesitant expression, he added, "Tell Prince that we’re convinced. We’re ready to sell phones for His Highness and do some errands. Ask, will he provide us with a meal or not?"

Zhao Wenliang’s face lit up with joy, then fell again.

He stood up and reached for the door, "No need for formalities, brother. Shall we talk outside?"

"Sure!" Shen Dong agreed with a smile, also raising his hand towards the door, "After you, Mr. Zhao."

Shen Dong didn’t look back even once, oblivious to the ugly expressions on the faces of Tang Yuchan, Xu Zheng, and Duan Peng.

Stepping out of the entrepreneurial base, Zhao Wenliang pointed at the students playing basketball on the field, "This group of people will be the backbone of society in the future. The post-80s generation, with strong entrepreneurial spirit, hardworking and proactive."

"Let’s skip the nostalgia," Shen Dong had no interest in making small talk with Zhao Wenliang and got straight to the point, "You give me cost price plus three, and I’ll give you a hundred million in sales."

"How much?"

Zhao Wenliang’s eyes bulged like that of a frog.

In this era, when the average wage is eight or nine hundred, so many people still can’t afford a phone. A hundred million in sales was like a fantasy, which could mean nearly a hundred billion in net profit.

Seeing Zhao Wenliang tempted, Shen Dong pressed his advantage, "Prince is the first to eat the crab. If he can be the first to open up the smartphone market, you can imagine the marketing significance."

Just as Zhao Wenliang was about to speak, Shen Dong interrupted him again. Raising a hand, he smiled, "Don’t be in a hurry to agree. Check with him. I will help you secure a firm spot at Prince’s side, but you must also help me find a way to survive."

This sentence made Zhao Wenliang completely let down his guard.

He firmly believed that Shen Dong had no options left and had to submit to Prince. Thinking this, Zhao Wenliang immediately dialed Prince’s number.

"Hey, Prince, I have a matter..."

On the side, Shen Dong listened to Zhao Wenliang’s flattering report, his disdain growing deeper.

After a long while, Zhao Wenliang nodded continuously and said ’thank you, Prince,’ hanging up the call. He turned to Shen Dong with a smile, "Prince agrees, but, we need to sign a bet agreement.

Within six months, at least thirty percent of sales must be completed. If it’s a failure, you must make up for the deficit at the normal procurement price. If, within six months, sales exceed thirty percent, and eighty percent is achieved within a year, the remaining twenty million will be given to Mr. Shen Dong at cost."

"Word for word, without missing a single one."

Shen Dong nodded imperceptibly, "What’s the price?"

"The cost for a single smartphone is six hundred, a thirty percent profit of one hundred and eighty, adding up to seven hundred and eighty. The price for outsiders is nine hundred and forty. You’re definitely getting the lowest price, and this sentence will be written in the contract." Zhao Wenliang wore a face that said he wasn’t deceiving anyone, but in reality, he was spouting nonsense.

The future domestic shanzhai phones would have a minimum cost of just over a hundred, and even the high-end cloning phones would not exceed five hundred in cost.

The current smartphones, in terms of performance and technology, absolutely cannot compare with the future’s high-end shanzhai phones. Besides, Prince doesn’t have to pay additional patent fees, labor costs are lower, and the purchasing power of money is far greater than in the future. Under such circumstances, a cost of six hundred? He must be fooling ghosts.

Shen Dong knew with the back of his foot that it was fake, but he didn’t care. Instead, he said earnestly, "Prince is generous, I guarantee I will make Prince a full pot of gold and silver!"

Zhao Wenliang was also beyond pleased.

He thought he had outsmarted Shen Dong and laughed heartily, "Don’t mention it, from now on, we are family, and we’ll make money together!"

"Alright, thanks a lot."

The contract signing was straightforward and satisfying.

Xingkong Technology was sold, and with the contract in hand, Shen Dong felt completely content. He called up Wang Xiaocon and headed to ZD.

During the meal, after three rounds of drinks, Shen Dong instructed Wang Xiaocon, "You’ll temporarily hand over the gourmet city to Zhou Wenbin. There’s a big deal coming that will make your two billion dreams come true."

"What deal?" Hearing two billion, Wang Xiaocon’s whole being perked up.

He hadn’t mentioned it, but he had never forgotten about it deep down; it was a debt passed down from his father, and it was hatred.

After pondering for a moment, Shen Dong spoke seriously, "Two aspects: first, take one billion to Liuqiu to register a financial company whose main products are foreign exchange and gold. Second, register a smartphone specialty store. When you’ve got that sorted, I’ll tell you what to do next."

"Sure, when do we start?"

"Contact your associates in Liuqiu. Let’s make this quick and decisive."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaocon immediately got up to dress, "Then I can go today. There won’t be any problems on Liuqiu’s side."

"Assuming, we’re really going to make money!"

Shen Dong felt somewhat grateful for his luck; Wang Xiaocon’s connections had solved too many problems for him.

"Then I won’t keep you," Shen Dong replied, foregoing pleasantries with Wang Xiaocon.

Wang Xiaocon flicked his hand by his ear, saluting, "Then I’ll take my leave first. Once I get there, I’ll contact you."

With one hundred million smartphones, Shen Dong would make fifty per phone, totaling five billion.

It was hard, as difficult as reaching the heavens.

But it wasn’t impossible. Thinking about it, Shen Dong dialed Mr. Ma from Penguin’s phone number, with a warm laugh, "Mr. Ma, would it be possible for us to meet in Min Province?"

After a while, Mr. Ma from Penguin agreed.

Different from their last meeting, this time, the two were meeting as equals. Moreover, Shen Dong was using his own face to meet with Mr. Ma.

He had planned to return to Hai City to give instructions, but as he passed by the airport, Shen Dong’s legs felt as though they were nailed to the ground, and he couldn’t move a step.

"To the airport." Shen Dong decided on the spot and instructed Kang Yue to turn around, then immediately took out his phone and dialed Zhao Wenliang’s number, "Hello, how much inventory of smartphones do we currently have? Including your backlog, how many in total?"