66: The second-generation rich kid of the glass factory sabotages

Early morning sunlight spilled onto the newly paved asphalt road of Splendid South of the River.

Although it was already June, the morning in Harbin still carried a trace of crisp chill.

Lin Chuan had just stepped out of his large iron gate studded with copper nails and adjusted the collar of his well-tailored black suit.

Before Qiang Zi could drive the car over, a burst of crisp and pleasant laughter, like that of a lark, reached his ears.

"Sister! Look! Isn't that Mr. Lin?"

Lin Chuan looked up.

Not far away, by the fountain garden, stood two graceful beauties.

When this pair of sisters stood there, they simply eclipsed all the surrounding flowers and greenery.

They were the two young misses of the Chu Family.

The elder sister, Chu Yueli, was still dressed in an elegant high-collared cheongsam made of fine Su Embroidery; the faint green bamboo embroidered on a white background perfectly accentuated her cold and noble temperament.

She held a folding fan in her hand, and although her eyes held a hint of pleasant surprise, her posture remained dignified, exuding the reserved nature of a daughter from a prestigious family.

Standing beside her was the younger sister, Chu Jiaojiao.

She was completely different from her sister.

This girl wore a bright red off-the-shoulder dress, her hair permed in the most fashionable large waves of the time, with exquisite makeup on her face.

Those peach blossom eyes were watery, with the corners slightly upturned, exuding a natural charm.

Her figure was even more explosive; the S-curve outlined by the tight-fitting dress was of the level that would make passing gentlemen crash into utility poles.

"Oh! It really is Brother Lin Chuan!"

Chu Jiaojiao had a very fiery personality and wasn't shy at all.

Upon seeing Lin Chuan, her beautiful eyes instantly lit up, and she ran over with the click-clack of her high heels.

A fragrant breeze wafted toward him.

"Brother Lin! You live here too?"

"Last night, I heard my dad nagging all night about you moving to a new home. I was wondering where it was, but it turns out you're right next door to us!"

Chu Jiaojiao blinked her large eyes, her gaze filled with unabashed enthusiasm, as if she wanted to press herself directly against Lin Chuan.

Chu Yueli also walked over gracefully; though her steps weren't fast, the radiance in her eyes was impossible to hide.

"Mr. Lin."

She gave a slight curtsy, her voice crisp and pleasant.

"I didn't expect such a coincidence."

"It's no wonder; Splendid South of the River is the best area in our Harbin, and only here is worthy of Mr. Lin's status."

Lin Chuan smiled and nodded politely in greeting.

"Good morning, Miss Chu, both of you."

"It is indeed a coincidence. It was too late yesterday, and I haven't had the chance to visit my neighbors yet."

Chu Jiaojiao's eyes darted around, and she reached out to hook her arm through Chu Yueli's, extending an invitation to Lin Chuan:

"Brother Lin, that's perfect!"

"The weather is so nice today!"

"Sister and I were just about to go to the racecourse over in North River area to have some fun. I heard they just got a few thoroughbreds."

"Would you like to come along?"

"Go horse riding, and then have some grilled fish by the riverside at noon. How pleasant would that be!"

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest; her meaning couldn't be more obvious.

If it were any ordinary wealthy young master, faced with an invitation from these two exquisite sisters—one cold and one hot—their bones would have turned soft long ago, and they would have followed along eagerly.

But Lin Chuan only raised his hand to glance at the gold Rolex on his wrist.

His eyes were clear, without the slightest hint of wavering.

"Thank you both for the kind invitation."

"However, I'm afraid today won't work."

"I still have work to handle; there are some tricky matters at the factory waiting for me to resolve."

"Another day, then. When I'm not busy, I'll treat you both to tea."

This refusal was quite blunt.

There wasn't even a hint of hesitation.

Chu Jiaojiao was stunned, her rosy little mouth slightly agape, clearly not expecting to be rejected.

In this Harbin, was there any man who could refuse an invitation from the Chu sisters?

But before the sense of disappointment could even set in, she looked at Lin Chuan's sharp profile and the serious, confident expression he wore when mentioning work.

Instead, her heart felt as if it had been scratched by a cat, becoming even more restless.

"Wow..."

Chu Jiaojiao leaned into her sister's ear and whispered, "Sister, look at the way he rejected us. So cool!"

"Those flies circling around us, every one of them wishes they could stick themselves to the soles of our feet."

"But look at Brother Lin; he has his career on his mind!"

"This is a man who does great things! He's so charming!"

Chu Yueli's beautiful eyes also flickered as she watched the back of the tiger head benz Lin Chuan had entered, and she nodded gently.

"Yes."

"A focused man is indeed the most captivating."

...The tiger head benz drove smoothly along the highway.

Inside the car.

Lin Chuan was expressionless, but his naturally imposing aura made Chen Jiacheng, sitting in the passenger seat, not even dare to breathe too loudly.

Chen Jiacheng, this top manager from Hong Kong Island, wore gold-rimmed glasses, looked very scholarly, and was tightly clutching a briefcase.

"Boss."

Chen Jiacheng pushed up his glasses and reported cautiously:

"Regarding the situation at Jiu Fu Glass Factory, I made some inquiries before I came."

"The factory director is named Huang Xingguo. In our Harbin construction materials circle, he's known as Huang Bancheng."

"This man is ruthless and black-hearted; he's swallowed up many small factories over the past few years, and..."

"And what?" Lin Chuan asked calmly, looking at the street scenery receding outside the window.

"And I heard that this sudden supply cut to us doesn't seem to be entirely due to production capacity or price issues."

"It seems his spendthrift son, Huang Qi, is involved in this."

"Huang Qi?"

Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow.

This kind of scion was usually the type who was more of a hindrance than a help.

"Tony, you've only just arrived in Harbin, and you already have your own intelligence network?" Lin Chuan was surprised; this guy was truly professional.

"Boss, there are many Hong Kong Businessman coming to invest these days. I had already contacted quite a few people before I arrived.

As soon as I arrived, they invited me to dinner, and yesterday several officials even took the initiative to receive me.

There's a lot of information that can be shared among us."

Lin Chuan nodded; indeed, attracting investment was a major political achievement everywhere, and the wealthy Hong Kong Businessman was naturally treated like a lord... Jiu Fu Glass Factory was located in the city's old industrial district.

Chimneys stood tall here, and the air was filled with the smell of burning coal and sulfur.

Inside a large conference room in the administration building.

Smoke swirled around, making it look almost like a fairyland.

But those sitting in this fairyland weren't immortals, but a group of old foxes reeking of smoke and sporting protruding bellies.

"Cough, cough!"

Huang Xingguo, sitting in the head seat, stubbed out the Chunghwa cigarette in his hand, the fat on his face trembling with his movements.

He patted a stack of documents on the table, looking incredibly high-spirited.

"Fellow shareholders! Brothers!"

"Our good days are coming!"

"That Parts Factory in the north of the city, and that old state-owned Second Glass Factory in the south."

"I've already smoothed over the necessary connections!"

"At tomorrow's investment fair, there will be an on-site bidding auction."

"As long as our funds are in place, those two factories will belong to Jiu Fu!"

"When the time comes!!"

Huang Xingguo suddenly stood up and spread his thick, fleshy hands as if to embrace all of Harbin.

"The entire glass market in Harbin—seventy percent!"

"A full seventy percent share will all be named Huang!"

"As long as we crush all the other small factories, we'll have a monopoly on this industry, whether it's for future buildings, windows, or canned food!"

"Anyone who wants to use a single pane of glass will have to look at Huang Xingguo's face! We will have the sole pricing power! Ahahaha!"

Hearing this, the shareholders below all had eyes shining with greed, and thunderous applause broke out.

"Factory Director Huang is awesome!"

"Following Factory Director Huang means there's meat to eat!"

In a corner of the conference room.

A young man wearing a floral shirt, with half a pound of hair gel slicking his hair back until it shone, was sitting with his legs crossed, idly grooming his nails.

This was Huang Xingguo's son, the famous Harbin playboy, Huang Qi.

He had absolutely zero interest in these boring business meetings.

All he cared about was how to spend money, how to pick up girls, and how to show off.

Finally, the long-winded meeting ended.

Huang Qi stood up, stretched, and casually beckoned over a middle-aged manager in blue overalls who was bowing and scraping.

"Hey, Old Liu."

Huang Qi chewed gum with a reckless and lazy air.

"That matter I told you to handle yesterday, is it done?"

Manager Liu hurried over, his face piled with a fawning smile.

"Young Master Huang! How would I dare to neglect anything you've ordered!"

"First thing this morning, I had the fax sent out!"

"And I've already spoken to the warehouse side."

"As for the goods for that whatever Lins Canned Food Factory, not a single piece is to be sent! Withhold all of them!"

"Whether it's a truck or a tricycle, they won't be able to haul away even a glass shard!"

"Hehehe."

Manager Liu smirked as he took credit.

"I also had someone look into it. That Lins Canned Food Factory's warehouse is currently piled high with freshly harvested big yellow apricots."

"In this sweltering weather, if they don't have our bottles to pack and seal them..."

"At most, three to five days!"

"Those fruits will rot into a soupy mess and attract flies!"

"When that happens, their factory will go bust before it even opens! They'll lose everything!"

"Mm, not bad."

Huang Qi nodded with satisfaction, pulled out two hundred yuan from his pocket, and stuffed it directly into Manager Liu's jacket pocket.

"Beautifully done."

"Those bumpkins, don't they even go out and ask around about who they're messing with?"

Huang Qi straightened his collar, a hint of ruthlessness and smugness flashing in his eyes.

"Then I'll let them know the price of offending Young Master Huang's woman!"

At this point, Huang Qi glanced at his watch.

Thinking of Zhang Yaoyao's figure and looks, his heart felt another surge of heat.

That woman, although a bit of a snobbish green tea, certainly had a captivating allure.

"Alright, I'm going out to play."

Huang Qi whistled and turned to walk out.

At the door, he stopped again, turned back, and pointed at Manager Liu, giving fierce instructions:

"Remember this!"

"Later, if anyone from that Canned Food Factory comes to plead for mercy..."

"You put the word out for me!"

"Tell them!"

"We, the Huang family, won't do business with them!"

"Want to get goods?"

"Not a chance!"

"Unless!"

Huang Qi's lips curled into a cruel and mocking arc.

"That guy named Lin Chuan kneels before my Yaoyao and kowtows three times!"

"And then slaps himself ten times!"

"Maybe then, if this young master is in a good mood, I might grant them a few crates of rejects!"

Finished.

Huang Qi laughed loudly, his laughter filled with insufferable arrogance.

He pushed open the door, got into his red a model of car, and sped away in a cloud of dust.

Leaving behind a room full of smoke and Manager Liu, who was still bowing and scraping.