Leveling Up With My Pet



Li Xinpeng gazed at Xin Feiwen with excitement and uncertainty dancing in his eyes. As he stood there, memories and images of various influential figures flashed through his mind – a confident esteemed leader, a particular significant client, and others. It was as though destiny was urging him to take a decisive turn, escape the current predicament that surrounded him, and seize the golden opportunity that now presented itself.

Xin Feiwen's voice broke through his contemplation, brimming with excitement. "Boss, Liu Yong, the CEO of Global Shipping Group, has personally come to our factory with the intention of acquiring it!"

"What?!" Li Xinpeng exclaimed, hardly able to believe his ears. "The CEO of Global Shipping Group? This is incredible!"

Despite being a successful individual with a net worth reaching billions, Li Xinpeng couldn't help but feel dwarfed compared to Liu Yong. The gap between their accomplishments seemed insurmountable.

Upon learning that Liu Yong had arrived to discuss the acquisition of Xinpeng Special Steel Smelter, Li Xinpeng's heart raced with anticipation. He gestured energetically, urging Xin Feiwen to take him to meet Liu Yong without delay.

"Mr. Liu is here? Lead the way; let's not waste any time!" Li Xinpeng's eagerness was palpable. He longed to sit down with Liu Yong and discuss the factory transfer immediately.

As they hurried towards the VIP reception room, Xin Feiwen shared some essential information with Li Xinpeng about their esteemed guest. Li Xinpeng was absorbed in every detail, entirely focused on the forthcoming encounter. Finally, they arrived at the door of the VIP reception room.

"Mr. Liu, welcome to Xinpeng Special Steel Smelting Factory. I am Li Xinpeng, the owner," he warmly greeted Liu Yong from a distance, extending his right hand with genuine enthusiasm and a touch of nervousness.

Liu Yong rose from his seat to shake hands with Li Xinpeng. "Hello, I've heard that your factory is up for sale, so I thought I'd come and take a look."

"Mr Liu, please have a seat. Let's discuss this in detail," Li Xinpeng replied, maintaining his cordial demeanour.

As they settled into their chairs, the conversation flowed smoothly, exchanging polite pleasantries. Before long, they got down to business.

Li Xinpeng meticulously laid out the factory's current status, providing detailed information about the facility's size, workforce, and critical equipment.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yong inquired, "Mr. Li, what price are you looking for to sell this factory?"

After contemplating, Li Xinpeng replied, "Our asking price is 3.5 billion."

Liu Yong couldn't help but be bothered by the increased asking price. "That's quite a significant sum!" he remarked.

Indeed, as a seasoned businessman, Li Xinpeng had astutely recognized the challenges and relatively thin profits in the unique steel smelting industry. Consequently, he decided to take the opportunity to sell the factory and embark on a new venture.

As Liu Yong arrived at the Xinpeng Special Steel Smelting Plant, his presence alone exuded an air of prosperity and wealth. As a shrewd businessman, he had initially intended to quote 3 billion for the acquisition, but secretly, he believed the base price should be around 2.8 billion. However, he decided to make a bold move and abruptly raised the offer by several hundred million, quoting an impressive 3.5 billion.

A knowing smile played on Liu Yong's lips. Before setting foot in the factory, he had meticulously researched its operations, poring over information. He was well-prepared for this negotiation.

"Mr. Li, you're not being entirely forthright. I am willing to offer up to 2.5 billion," Liu Yong calmly stated.

The unexpected offer of 2.5 billion sent shockwaves through Li Xinpeng's mind. He couldn't believe what he had just heard and thought he must have misheard. His expression shifted, and he grew anxious, retorting, "How can you suggest our vast factory is only worth 2.5 billion? We have an extensive facility spread over 326 acres and a workforce of 1,229 employees. Our equipment alone holds great value!"

Li Xinpeng rushed to defend the worth of his factory, laying out its impressive features in one breath. However, the impact of Liu Yong's offer rattled him.

Seated nearby, Chen Hu, wearing oversized sunglasses, maintained a calm facade. But deep inside, he couldn't help but admire Liu Yong's negotiation skills immensely. "As expected of the boss, simply remarkable. That 2.5 billion offer struck Li Xinpeng right in the weak spot," Chen Hu thought, eagerly anticipating how the rest of the negotiation would unfold.

"Faced with such a bold offer, what will Li Xinpeng do? Can the two parties eventually reach a deal?" Chen Hu wondered, his mind racing with possibilities.

Despite Li Xinpeng's impatience, Liu Yong remained calm and composed, like an experienced and cunning old fox, skillfully keeping the initiative firmly in his grasp.

The two sides engaged in a back-and-forth negotiation for nearly an hour until they finally reached an agreement on all aspects, including the price.

The deal was sealed at a transaction price of 2.72 billion yuan!

This figure was 80 million yuan below Li Xinpeng's initially expected reserve price. However, he realized this might be his best opportunity to sell the factory, and finding another buyer with such an offer could prove difficult. Moreover, the burden of the 50 million bank loan weighed heavily on his mind, compelling him to make concessions.

The deal was finally done despite the slightly lower price, and the factory was sold. With this significant sum of money, Li Xinpeng could venture into other industries, freeing himself from the financial predicament he had been struggling with.

Feeling a sense of relief and joy, Li Xinpeng stood up and proactively extended his hand to shake Liu Yong's. In response, Liu Yong also rose to his feet, his face now adorned with a happy expression, knowing he had struck a lucrative deal.

Indeed, he had picked up a grand bargain!

Before his visit, Liu Yong had thoroughly assessed the Xinpeng Special Steel Smelting Plant, even seeking professional evaluations. Experts had estimated the transaction price to be around 3 billion. Yet, through skilful negotiation, Liu Yong managed to secure the deal at 2.72 billion. He couldn't help but feel a sense of self-admiration and pride for his astute abilities.

The deal was done, and congratulations were in order!

Liu Yong bid farewell, leaving Li Xinpeng to lead an exuberant crowd toward the factory gate. With enthusiasm, they watched as Liu Yong and his companion, Chen Hu, got into their car and gradually disappeared into the distance.

As the car vanished from sight, Xin Feiwen seemed to have a sudden realization. "Boss, doesn't Mr. Liu's driver look oddly familiar to you? I can't shake the feeling that I've seen him somewhere before."

Li Xinpeng pondered the question for a moment before nodding thoughtfully. "You know what, I feel the same way."

A nearby individual chimed in with surprise as if he had just stumbled upon a treasure trove of knowledge. "I think I've got it! He's Chen Hu!"

"What?!" Li Xinpeng and Xin Feiwen exclaimed in unison.

"That's right," the person continued, "he's none other than Chen Hu—the Olympian who swept several gold medals and holds numerous world records!"

The realization hit Li Xinpeng and Xin Feiwen like lightning bolt, and their eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, it really is Chen Hu! It's him!"

In his heart, Xin Feiwen lamented having missed a golden opportunity. If he had known that the driver was Chen Hu, he would have seized the chance to take a photograph with the celebrated athlete and perhaps even asked for an autograph.

Meanwhile, Li Xinpeng marvelled at Mr Liu's connections, realizing that his driver and bodyguard were no other than the renowned Chen Hu.

As the conversation about Chen Hu unfolded, Liu Yong headed back to the Universal Building. Once in his office, he took a moment to settle in before deciding to call Qiu Yang to discuss the potential acquisition of Xinpeng Special Steel Smelter.

However, just as he was about to place the call, a polite knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.