#33 - Chapter 33: Xiao Ling is coming? Ambush on the way!
Pudong Airport, arrival level.
A fashionable woman walked out.
Her appearance was absolutely stunning.
Coupled with her stylish attire, she immediately attracted countless gazes, and the rate of heads turning was off the charts.
Emerging from the airport, she took off her sunglasses.
Astonishingly!
It was actually Xiao Ling!
More than half a month ago, Chen Hao's song 'Heaven and Earth Dragon Scale' not only amazed her but also made her think about poaching him.
As a result, it turned into Chen Hao poaching her.
In fact, she didn't really believe the things Chen Hao had said.
But…
Several days later, she accidentally saw a familiar photo in the media.
A genius teenager who solved the sunflower conjecture?
Thus.
She became curious about Chen Hao.
Chen Hao had used her phone to call Xia Qingyan.
Fortunately!
She followed that phone number and called.
Through Xia Qingyan, she learned that Chen Hao was the chairman of Hanteng Capital, and the company was already quite large, with its headquarters in Shanghai.
As the Deputy Director of PolyGram Records, Xiao Ling still had many connections.
After asking someone to investigate, she discovered that the company actually existed.
Even.
The boss spent a fortune to buy three buildings!
Of course, even if Chen Hao's identity was confirmed to be true, she didn't have the idea of changing jobs at the time.
Until a few days ago.
PolyGram started laying off employees!
Just like Chen Fuhai's record store, business was so bad that he had to transfer it.
In fact, the global record industry today, under the impact of MP3s and the Internet, has suffered a fatal blow—PolyGram is no exception.
She felt the pressure.
A person without distant worries will have immediate troubles.
So, she took three days off and flew directly to Shanghai.
After leaving the airport, she made a phone call: "General Manager Xia, this is Xiao Ling, I just arrived in Shanghai—may I ask, are you available?"
Xia Qingyan was stunned.
"Is that so…"
"However, our boss is in Shanghai!"
…
Jianchuan Electronics Factory.
Ren Jianchuan was showing Chen Hao and Ren Xue around.
The drawings had been sent over more than an hour ago, and samples were being produced urgently.
"Boss!"
The workshop director ran over, took out the newly produced samples: "The samples are out, do you think they're okay?"
"Chairman Chen."
Ren Jianchuan smiled obsequiously: "What do you think…"
Chen Hao took the samples and carefully checked them.
The SP4 was designed by him, and he knew every component like the back of his hand.
The specifications were correct.
The quality was not a problem.
"General Manager Ren."
Chen Hao nodded with a smile: "I hope that General Manager Ren's side will ensure that the quality of the components produced in the future will not be lower than the samples—I will leave enough profit for the partners, but the quality must be guaranteed."
"Chairman Chen, don't worry, quality is absolutely guaranteed!"
Ren Jianchuan said solemnly.
This man was a god of wealth.
Crucially.
Chuangshiji left a very high profit margin.
Once the other party canceled the cooperation due to quality problems, where could he find such a good partner?
"Then…"
Chen Hao was about to speak when a phone call came in.
"Xiao Ling has come to Shanghai, she'll go to the head office later, I'm not available here."
It was Xia Qingyan calling.
"She's here?"
Chen Hao revealed a hint of joy: "Okay! You're busy with your work, I'll take care of it!"
Ren Xue frowned slightly.
Who's coming?
Why was he so excited?
"Sister Xue."
Chen Hao turned to leave: "Are you staying or…"
"I'll go back with you."
Ren Xue didn't even think about it.
She especially wanted to know who made Chen Hao so excited, and she had a vague premonition… the other party was a woman!
"Daughter, I asked your mom to cook…"
Ren Jianchuan hurriedly spoke.
"I'm not available."
Ren Xue didn't even turn her head.
Ren Jianchuan smiled bitterly.
"Boss, then next…" The workshop director asked.
"Start work!"
Ren Jianchuan came back to his senses and laughed loudly: "Work overtime! Issue a notice, double the overtime pay, complete the order within a month, everyone will get a bonus—work hard for me!"
"Yes!"
The workshop director was overjoyed.
On the other side.
Chen Hao drove away from the factory in his Honda.
"You're leaving in such a hurry, is there something going on?" Ren Xue asked casually, pretending.
"Xiao Ling is here."
"Xiao Ling?"
Ren Xue was stunned.
She lived with Xia Qingyan day and night and had heard of a woman named Xiao Ling, who was the Deputy Director of PolyGram Records, and Chen Hao wanted to poach her.
Poaching wasn't a big deal.
Wasn't she also poached by Chen Hao?
But…
Chen Hao wasn't this excited when he poached her, right?
Could it be that he feels something for this woman…
She suddenly felt bad.
Jianchuan Electronics Factory was in the suburbs, and there were many factories of various sizes in this area, similar to a light industrial park.
The car sped along.
Suddenly!
A truck drove towards them.
Chen Hao was shocked and quickly stepped on the brakes.
Screech!
In the sharp, piercing sound of brakes, the Honda swerved and stopped on the side of the road.
Immediately after.
A van suddenly blocked them from behind, forming a pincer attack with the truck on the other side.
The Honda car couldn't move.
Then.
The doors of the truck and van opened one after another.
A group of people rushed down, their faces full of fierce expressions.
"Get out of the car!"
The leader was a burly man with a tiger head tattooed on his arm, wielding a baseball bat.
He directly used the baseball bat to hit the hood of the Honda: "Get out! Tell me, what should we do about almost causing me to crash?"
"Chen Hao! Don't go down, we… we'll call the police!" Ren Xue was terrified.
Chen Hao frowned.
The truck almost crashed head-on into his car.
Was it a coincidence?
Even if the truck losing control was a coincidence.
Then.
He didn't even hit the van when he braked suddenly.
What's more, the people who came down from the truck and van came together to find him, and they were all carrying weapons—obviously, they were in the same gang.
Was it premeditated?
Who had he offended in Shanghai?
Suddenly!
His eyes fell on the Mercedes-Benz car parked on the side of the road dozens of meters away.
"Sister Xue, do you recognize that car?" He pointed to the Mercedes-Benz.
Ren Xue's pupils shrank.
That car…
How could she not recognize it?
Uncle Ma had always driven that car!
"Ma Qiang?!" She was shocked and angry.
"It shouldn't be Ma Qiang."
Chen Hao shook his head.
Bang!
A loud explosion.
The baseball bat smashed into the windshield.
"Ah…" Ren Xue screamed in fright.
Chen Hao reacted quickly, turned sideways, and pounced on Ren Xue, blocking the splashing glass: "Sister Xue, are you okay?"
"I… I…"
Ren Xue's heart rate soared.
Her bulging chest heaved violently.
She was terrified.
"Kid! If you don't get out, I'll kill you!" The tattooed man shouted and cursed.
"Don't go down… don't!" Ren Xue shouted.
She wasn't stupid.
She had already guessed that this was aimed at Chen Hao.
Go down?
Wasn't that courting death?
"You can't escape even if you don't go down."
Chen Hao lowered his voice: "Call your dad."
The factory wasn't far from here, and if he asked Ren Jianchuan for help, he could arrive within twenty minutes.
What he had to do was hold out for twenty minutes.
He opened the car door.
Got out of the car.
Ren Xue trembled and frantically took out her phone.
"Kid! Tell me, how are we going to settle this?!" The burly man asked.
"I'll pay."
Chen Hao smiled faintly: "One million, how about it?"
Instantly, Fei Ge was dumbfounded.
Someone asked him to find an excuse to beat this kid up severely, as long as he didn't kill anyone.
The so-called almost crashing was just an excuse he found.
But…
The other party took the initiative to pay?
One million!
The person who asked him for help only gave him 20,000 yuan for tea money.
"You… are you serious?" Fei Ge asked stammeringly.
"I just came out of Jianchuan Electronics Factory."
Chen Hao looked calm and smiled indifferently: "Have you heard of Jianchuan Electronics Factory? However, it's just my supplier—my company is worth over 100 million, and a mere one million is just pocket money at best."
