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Chapter 31 I want your factory.
Wang Guanxi's heart skipped a beat.
Although the two divorced due to incompatibility, the other will still help if one of them encounters difficulties.
Moreover, regardless of whether they are divorced or not, the police still need to be dispatched.
Zhou Lijuan paused, then frowned and added:
"Those arrested were all henchmen, just errand boys. Hun Sen, the loan shark boss, didn't even show his face."
"If this money isn't paid back in a day, he'll send people to collect the debt again."
Wang Guanxi understands.
This is the same principle as Sister Hong taking the blame for someone else's actions.
The boss hid in the back and let his henchmen go out and do the work.
The henchman was arrested, detained for a few days, and then released. The boss simply replaced him with another henchman.
As long as the money isn't returned, this matter will never end.
"Your dad knows about this too," Zhou Lijuan continued, "so he told us to come to the hospital to hide. Your Uncle Cheng was already injured, so it makes sense for him to stay in the hospital. Those people wouldn't dare cause trouble in the hospital."
Wang Guanxi nodded.
The hospital has security guards, surveillance cameras, and people everywhere.
Even the most ruthless loan sharks wouldn't dare to make a move here.
But this is only a temporary measure.
Can't you live in the hospital your whole life?
"How much do you owe?" Wang Guanxi asked.
Zhou Lijuan and Cheng Wanhua exchanged another glance.
Cheng Wanhua didn't speak; his lips moved slightly, then closed again.
Zhou Lijuan hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.
"The bank owes us one million."
"What about loan sharks?"
"We also owe a million."
Two million.
Wang Guanxi leaned back in his chair and did some mental calculations.
Two million is just a matter of lifting a finger for him now.
But he didn't speak immediately.
He looked at his mother's haggard face, then at Cheng Wanhua's miserable state, and then at Xiao Jun who was still playing on his phone next to him.
My mind raced through a few thoughts.
Then he sat up straight and spoke.
"Mom, I have some money now that I can help you pay off this debt."
Cheng Wanhua's eyes lit up immediately.
That kind of brightness is like the brightness a drowning person sees when they suddenly see a rope being stretched out from the shore.
But Zhou Lijuan's reaction was different.
Her expression changed, from haggard to anxious.
"Son, where did you get so much money?"
Her voice rose several octaves, carrying a mother's natural worry.
"Two million is no small sum. Don't do anything illegal."
"Mom, don't worry," Wang Guanxi interrupted her. "The money is clean. I earned it by investing with friends in Shanghai."
Zhou Lijuan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.
Two million, earned from investments?
What kind of investment is so profitable?
But when she saw Wang Guanxi's expression, it didn't seem like he was lying or bragging.
"But this is two million..." Zhou Lijuan still felt uneasy.
"Mom, don't worry." Wang Guanxi waved his hand. "I haven't finished speaking yet."
Zhou Lijuan was stunned for a moment.
Cheng Wanhua was also taken aback.
When he heard "I can help you pay it back," his heart jumped into his throat.
Now that Wang Guanxi says "I'm not finished," his heart is in his throat again.
Wang Guanxi looked at the two of them and said, word by word.
"I can help you pay back the money. But I have conditions."
Zhou Lijuan frowned.
Cheng Wanhua's expression also became complicated.
"What are the conditions?" Zhou Lijuan asked.
"After I paid back the money, Chengda Garment Factory was transferred to me."
The ward fell silent.
It was so quiet that you could hear the nurses pushing their carts through the corridor, the wheels making a "gurgling" sound as they rolled over the floor tiles.
Cheng Wanhua's expression changed.
Zhou Lijuan's expression also changed.
Wang Guanxi continued, speaking slowly and clearly.
"You can stay at the factory and help me manage it. I will pay you a salary every month."
Zhou Lijuan paused for a moment, then her brows slowly relaxed.
She glanced at Cheng Wanhua, then at Wang Guanxi.
This condition is both demanding and easy to accept.
If the factory is transferred to Wang Guanxi, then it will no longer be Cheng Wanhua's factory.
But they don't have to pay back the two million they owed, and they can continue to work in the factory and receive wages.
For them, who are currently being chased by loan sharks for money, this offer seems too good to be true.
Zhou Lijuan felt there was no problem.
But she knew that she didn't have the final say in this matter.
The factory was founded by Cheng Wanhua through hard work.
She looked at Cheng Wanhua.
Cheng Wanhua lay on the hospital bed, his expression complex.
He hesitated.
Wang Guanxi could tell.
This factory represents half a lifetime of hard work for Cheng Wanhua.
From the moment he started from scratch, to the financial crisis he encountered, and then to Zhou Lijuan helping him pay off his debts, the two of them worked together to keep the factory afloat.
Over more than a decade, they gradually built up their wealth.
It wasn't big, but it was all he owned.
This is also the only asset he can leave to Xiaojun in the future.
Xiao Jun is his biological son, and he is only eight years old this year.
If the factory is transferred to Wang Guanxi, then it will have nothing to do with Xiao Jun anymore.
Although Wang Guanxi is his son in name only, he is not his biological son.
Cheng Wanhua was in a state of inner turmoil.
On one side is half a lifetime's worth of hard work, and on the other is her son's future.
On the other hand, there's a debt of two million, relentless pursuit by loan sharks, and the safety of his wife and children.
As soon as the thugs heard that he had no money to pay back, they started beating him without saying a word.
He was pinned to the ground, and fists and feet rained down on him.
Zhou Lijuan cried and screamed beside him, and Xiao Jun was so scared that he hid in the corner and cried until his voice was hoarse.
Cheng Wanhua opened his eyes and glanced at Xiao Jun, who was sitting next to him playing on his phone.
The child was unaware of what was happening and was still happy about his character's progress in the game.
Cheng Wanhua's nose suddenly felt a little sore.
He turned his head and looked at Wang Guanxi.
Wang Guanxi was also looking at him, his eyes calm, without pressuring or urging him, just waiting for him to make a decision.
Cheng Wanhua took a deep breath.
Edison Chen.
"Um."
"The factory is yours."
When Cheng Wanhua said those three words, his voice trembled slightly.
But he still spoke up.
I agree to your terms.
Zhou Lijuan's tears immediately fell.
She didn't say a word, but tears streamed down her cheeks.
She quickly lowered her head and wiped it with the back of her hand.
Wang Guanxi saw it, but didn't say anything.
He stood up from his chair, walked to the bedside, and reached out his hand.
"Uncle Cheng, it's settled then."
Cheng Wanhua stared at the outstretched hand and paused for a moment.
His right hand was not injured, but he couldn't exert much strength.
He still extended his hand and shook hands with Wang Guanxi.
"Don't worry about the money, I'll handle it. As for the loan sharks, I'll talk to them," Wang Guanxi said.
Cheng Wanhua's eyes were a little red, but he held it in.
"Edison Chen, thank you."
"No need to thank me." Wang Guanxi released his hand, smiled, and said, "From now on, you'll work for me, and I'll pay you a salary. It's a fair trade."
Cheng Wanhua nodded and said nothing more.
Zhou Lijuan wiped away her tears, looked up at Wang Guanxi, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
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