10: Somewhat caught off guard

This action aroused everyone's curiosity.

Everyone stared at the opened briefcase.

Inside, it was filled with cash, all hundred-yuan bills.

Each stack was as thick as a finger, densely filling every corner of the briefcase.

Huang Fuyuan's face was full of pride as he said to Xu Ning: "One million!

As long as you nod, this money is yours."

"..."

Seeing the silence of the people around him, the smugness in his heart grew stronger.

"It seems the power of money is still great, hmph, these bumpkins who haven't seen the world."

His pride was not unfounded; in the 1990s, the monthly salary of ordinary workers was only a few hundred yuan, and the stack of cash in his hand was wealth many people dreamed of for a lifetime.

One million was indeed a shocking figure for most people.

Of course, Huang Fuyuan was willing to spend such a large sum, and he had his own calculations.

He already knew this military factory like the back of his hand: two workshops, though not large in scale, contained two valuable CNC machine tools and dozens of lathes.

Even if his machinery factory didn't operate well in the future and needed to withdraw, just selling off these pieces of equipment would be enough for him to recoup his investment.

As for the workers' salaries?

He was about to pull out, how could he still care about those?

Everyone was stunned by the case full of cash, but Xu Ning was an exception.

"What are you standing around for!

Hurry and see them out!"

Xu Ning's sharp cry woke everyone up.

The workers awoke as if from a dream and rushed forward one after another.

This time, Huang Fuyuan was caught off guard; could it be that even one million couldn't move him?

With a hardened heart, he slammed the briefcase in his other hand heavily onto the table again.

At the main gate of the 316 Military Factory, several military jeeps slowly drove in, waking up the old gatekeeper who was taking a nap.

"Sir, is this the 316 Military Factory?

Excuse me, how do I get to the Factory Director's office?"

From the leading jeep, a head wearing a military cap poked out.

The old man sat up from his reclining chair and said indifferently: "Fill out the form and register first."

"Sir, we are from the Northern Military Region here to purchase firearms."

The old man was expressionless: "No matter what you're here for, you have to register first.

Even if you're here to buy the whole factory, you have to fill out the form first before I let you in."

The soldier in the car reluctantly withdrew his head and looked at his colleague next to him.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and register, didn't you see the vehicles from the Southern Military Region coming this way too?

If you keep dawdling, all the good stuff will be taken by others!"

Although the soldier who was spoken to was somewhat unwilling, he still pushed the door open and got out of the car to fill out the form.

After filling out the form, the old man waved his hand, indicating they could go in.

Then he suddenly asked again: "Oh right, what did you just say you were here for?"

"..."

At this moment, Xu Ning also felt quite helpless; these two people were truly a match made in heaven, neither listened to others speak, completely two simpletons.

Watching Huang Fuyuan slam another box of money onto the table, Xu Ning knew clearly what his next step was.

"Two million!

You just nod, and this money is all yours!"

Huang Fuyuan said smugly.

"Just as expected..."

Xu Ning touched his cheek, feeling a bit like laughing and crying at the same time.

Seeing that Xu Ning was still unmoved, Secretary Liu quickly stepped forward to mediate.

"Xu Ning, let me say something fair."

"Everyone from your factory is almost gone, what's the use of keeping an empty shell?

Listen to Uncle, sell it."

"Otherwise, if something goes wrong with the factory, I can't manage it.

You don't want the fire department coming to inspect every day, do you?

Besides, the qualifications for your place are fine, right?

I'll have to check later."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Ning's face immediately sank; he had originally wanted to communicate cordially, but if the other party wanted to use such underhanded tactics, then he didn't need to be polite either.

"Secretary Liu, I address you respectfully as Secretary, and I also advise you not to entertain such thoughts, otherwise, the one who suffers losses in the end might be yourself."

"If there are issues with the military factory's qualifications, do you really think you can stay out of it?"

"What are you still standing around for?

See them out!"

"I'd like to see who dares!

I'm the Deputy Secretary!"

The employees didn't care about that; they swarmed forward, Secretary Liu struggling and shouting incessantly.

"The military factory's qualifications are certainly not a problem, but if it's no longer a military factory, who can guarantee that?"

Just as the two were about to be escorted out of the office, several soldiers in military uniform suddenly appeared at the doorway, blocking their path.

"Excuse me, is this Factory Director Xu's office?

We are from the Northern Military Region here to discuss a new weapon order."

Immediately after, other voices sounded one after another.

"Southern Military Region reporting."

"The Eastern Military Region is here too."

"And ours from the Western Military Region..."

The soldier from the Northern Military Region happened to be blocking the doorway, preventing the soldiers behind from pushing forward.

Facing the huge push, he was about to lose his footing and shouted anxiously:

"Factory Director, look carefully, we were here first.

The Secretary gave a death order; if I don't get five hundred new guns, I can't go back."

The voices from behind rose and fell, as if a battle for supremacy was about to erupt.

"The same for our Southern Military Region!"

"We are too..."

Seeing this, Tang Ziwei had no time to bother with Secretary Liu and the other person who were still there; she pulled Xu Ning aside and whispered.

"Xu Ning, shouldn't we take this opportunity to raise the price?

Wasn't the previous price of twenty-eight thousand a bit low?"

"A foreign Barrett M82A1 sells for fifty to sixty thousand, and our gun performs better; how can we not sell it for seventy to eighty thousand a piece!"

Xu Ning shook his head after hearing this, "Company Commander Tang, what was our cost again?"

Tang Ziwei thought for a moment and said: "If I remember correctly, the total should be around twelve thousand, especially the customized grenade, the cost of materials and so on adds up to about three hundred yuan."

"Alright then, we'll still set the selling price at twenty-eight thousand, and as for that customized grenade, we'll add a little, four hundred and twenty, it sounds auspicious and affordable!"

"But the deposit must be eighty percent."

As soon as Xu Ning said this, Tang Ziwei's eyes widened like copper bells.

"Why are we still selling it so cheaply?"

Xu Ning patted Tang Ziwei on the shoulder, "Trust me, Company Commander Tang, our source of income is not limited to this one weapon."

"In the future, we will develop more new weapons, and this weapon is just the starting point for us to make small profits but quick turnover and establish our brand."

"Furthermore, only at this price is it possible for our guns to be widely equipped in the army."

"As long as the equipment range is wide enough, our reputation will be solid."

Tang Ziwei was confused and didn't quite understand, but in the end, she still chose to trust Xu Ning, just like she did before.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll go talk to them!"

She waved her hand, first asked the stunned Secretary Liu and the others aside, and then invited people from the major military regions into the office.

"Everyone, just talk to me."

I am Tang Ziwei, Company Commander of the Logistics Regiment of the Northwest Military Region.

Before, due to exhibition regulations, we didn't give you a quote."