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Chapter 83: The Day and Night Club Reopens!
Chapter 83: The Day and Night Club Reopens!
10:00 AM, Chongxi Factory, Chairman's Office.
Wang Guanxi sat in a chair with a freshly brewed cup of Longjing tea in front of him.
Cecilia Cheung was already dressed and standing next to him, reporting on today's arrangements.
"There are no meetings this morning, but there's a supplier matchmaking event at 3 PM, hosted by Fang Yuanshan. Would you like to attend?"
"I'm not going. Let him decide for himself."
"Okay." Xie Baizhi made a mark on the notebook. "Also, Dong Chenggang said he wants to hold a discussion meeting with us."
"Oh, Lu Yuanming can handle the coordination with him."
"OK."
Cecilia Cheung closed her notebook and was about to leave when Edison Wang's phone rang.
She paused for a moment and glanced at Wang Guanxi.
Wang Guanxi picked up his phone, and the screen displayed the three characters "顺照龙" (Zhong Zhaolong).
He answered the phone, his tone casual.
"Boss Chung, what's up?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhong Zhaolong's voice was filled with undisguised excitement.
"Mr. Wang! Great news! Day and Night is all renovated! We're officially opening tomorrow. Would you like to come and cut the ribbon?"
Wang Guanxi was stunned for a moment.
Day and night?
He had almost forgotten about it.
The last time I went to that club was a few months ago.
At that time, he talked to Chung Chao-lung about investing, decorating, and the beautiful teaching assistant.
Before the renovation even started, a raid on prostitution broke out.
Later, he got busy setting up a garment factory, building a brand, and developing a supply chain, leaving Zhong Zhaolong to take charge of the whole process.
I didn't expect Chung Chao-lung to be so efficient.
"Is the renovation complete?"
Wang Guanxi confirmed it.
"Alright, alright, everything's done! Come and take a look, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!" Zhong Zhaolong's voice was brimming with pride. "The billiards area, the mahjong area, the KTV rooms—everything's decorated according to your ideas. We've also hired over a dozen beautiful teaching assistants, all young and pretty, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Wang Guanxi thought about it and figured he didn't have anything to do lately, so he might as well go and take a look, since it was his business after all.
"Okay, what time?"
"It'll be 11 a.m., just in time for lunch after the ribbon-cutting ceremony. I've arranged everything, all you need to do is come."
In the offices at the headquarters of M&A Worldwide.
Wen Guoliang sat at his desk, a newly received investigation report spread out in front of him.
The more he looked, the darker his face became.
It's all written clearly in the report.
Not only did Chongxi not stop production, but the second batch of goods was also shipped out three days ahead of schedule.
Moreover, Chongxi has acquired a fabric factory in Guangzhou, and the handover is already underway.
They have also rented idle factory buildings in Jiangcheng and are transforming them into a new fabric production base.
Wen Guoliang slammed the report on the table.
"OK."
The sound wasn't loud, but Xiao Zhou, the assistant sitting next to him, shrank back in fright.
He picked up the landline on the table and dialed a number.
"Investigate. Investigate those suppliers to see if they supplied goods to Chongxi."
On the other end of the phone was an informant he had placed in Jiangcheng, specifically to keep an eye on Chongxi's movements.
The investigation results came back in less than an hour.
Hengda Fabrics was supplied.
Not only did they supply it, they also increased the price.
The same goes for the auxiliary material suppliers. They say "no, no" but secretly they're sending truckloads of goods to Chongxi's factory.
The zipper factory was even more outrageous, claiming that "they were ordered by the Burmese," but in the end, Chongxi's warehouse was piled high with their zippers.
After listening, Wen Guoliang hung up the phone with a "click".
He stood up and walked around the office twice.
His expression changed from gloomy to angry, and then from angry to a cold calm.
He'd been tricked.
They were all tricked by the suppliers who fraternized with them at the dinner table and assured them, "Don't worry, Mr. Wen."
"Fine, very well." Wen Guoliang sat back in his chair and sneered, "Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless in return."
Wen Guoliang decided to use the same methods he used against Chengda Garment Factory and Jiangdong Garment Factory to deal with these small suppliers.
With such a large amount of capital, they will definitely go bankrupt like the smaller manufacturers before them.
Wen Guoliang immediately made a phone call to arrange the matter.
But that wasn't enough to vent my anger.
Wang Guanxi is a more troublesome person than he thought.
If the supply chain can't be blocked, then try a different approach.
Poach talent!
We poached Chongxi's core team.
Without Lu Mingyuan, Chongxi's operations will be in chaos.
Without Jiang Yinan, Chongxi's design would collapse.
Without those key technical personnel, Chongxi's production would have to stop.
The more Wen Guoliang thought about it, the more feasible this idea seemed.
Money makes the world go round.
He's been in the clothing industry for over twenty years; what kind of people hasn't he seen?
As long as you can afford the price, there's no one you can't poach.
Moreover, the Meiwei brand is much bigger than Zhongxi's.
How can a small, newly established brand compete with Meiwei for customers?
Thinking about this, Wen Guoliang felt a little better.
He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
The tea had gone cold, but it tasted much smoother than before.
Just then, my phone vibrated.
He picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from someone in Jiangcheng.
It turns out that Chung Chiu-lung's Day and Night Club has reopened, and the ribbon-cutting ceremony will be held tomorrow.
Wen Guoliang looked at the message and thought for a moment.
Day and night.
It's the same club that Wen Wubin reported last time.
Although Zhong Zhaolong didn't pursue the matter with Wen Wubin last time, there was still some awkwardness between the two of them.
But then I thought, Zhong Zhaolong is a local bigwig in Jiangcheng, and he might come in handy in the future.
After thinking it over, Wen Guoliang decided to send someone to extend an olive branch.
This way, you can give Zhong Zhaolong face without embarrassing yourself.
Wen Guoliang already had someone in mind.
Shen Qingxue.
The marketing director of Meiwei is in her early thirties, beautiful, and has a great figure.
More importantly, he is capable enough. He joined Meiwei right after graduation and has been with him for seven or eight years. He trusts him.
Sending her there would have three advantages.
First, with a beautiful woman involved, Zhong Zhaolong will definitely give her face.
Men's tempers usually cool down by half when they're around beautiful women.
Secondly, let her take the opportunity to see what kind of person Wang Guanxi, the boss of Chongxi, really is.
I had only heard about it before, but had never seen it in person.
Third, and most importantly, let her poach talent.
Wen Guoliang picked up his phone, found Shen Qingxue's WeChat, and made a voice call.
The next morning, Wang Guanxi went downstairs, walked to the underground parking garage, and scanned the seven cars.
Bugatti is too flashy; driving it makes you look like a nouveau riche.
Ferrari is alright, but the red one is too eye-catching.
In the end, he chose the gray McLaren 765LT.
Low-key, yet imposing.
He pressed the key, and the McLaren's butterfly doors flipped up like a pair of outstretched wings.
Wang Guanxi got in, started the car, and the engine emitted a deep roar.
The sound wasn't loud, but it had a lot of quality, enough to make any man's scalp tingle.
He shifted into gear, lightly pressed the accelerator, and the car shot off like a wild beast.