Married the Tough Guy After Transmigrating-Chapter 476: Mr. Sun and Mr. Wu Sign a Contract

Mr. Wu was seething with rage as he glared at the few factory directors who were urging him on behind him. He had originally planned to haggle with Mr. Sun to secure the best interest for them all.

But these old fools were only worried about paying the penalty for breach of contract.

They had no idea how to fight for the interests of their own factories.

The orders from all of them combined amounted to tens of thousands, which was a substantial order.

Even if Mr. Sun were a Saint, he couldn’t possibly watch so much money fly away without wanting it.

These damn nuisances only knew how to cause trouble.

Mr. Sun had been guessing that these guys surely wouldn’t be able to produce the Luwei, and now they were causing a commotion as the delivery date approached.

To his surprise, he had guessed correctly, and he was somewhat excited, but he held back the thrill of slaughtering a lamb and said with a blank expression, "Mr. Wu, what kind of person do you take me for?

Do I care about such petty orders? Every order for our factory starts from several hundred thousand, if not millions. We really don’t lack for your bit.

We have nothing to discuss. I don’t care for your order. If you have nothing else, then please leave at once!"

Mr. Wu hadn’t expected Mr. Sun to be so righteous, turning down an order presented to him. Now without a strategy, he had no choice but to speak frankly, "Mr. Sun, we truly realize our mistake.

This time, we really need your help to save our factories. We don’t want the Luwei recipe anymore, and we won’t pursue Director Zhang’s deception of taking our money.

But we really can’t handle this order. The delivery date is upon us, and we simply do not have the recipe to produce Luwei as delicious as those from your factory.

Mr. Sun, the combined orders of our factories are quite significant, adding up to one hundred thousand yuan. Keeping these orders would be a waste for us, we are willing to transfer all these orders to your food factory."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun couldn’t contain his joy; an order of one hundred thousand yuan was indeed substantial—even a small mosquito is still meat.

Besides, Old Sun is someone who lights up at the sight of money, greedy for wealth. It wouldn’t be just one hundred thousand yuan; if it was suitable, he would want it even if it were only a thousand.

He coughed lightly, his face feigning reluctance, "Mr. Director, let’s not make your words sound too sweet. It’s clear that you all can’t deliver and would face a huge penalty fee.

That’s why, with no other options, you’re handing over the order to us. You mention gifting, but I see it as our factory saving your factories."

Mr. Wu gave a pained cry and immediately bent over, nodding, "Yes, yes, yes, it’s your factory that has saved us all."

Mr. Sun snorted coldly, lifting his chin with a face full of pride, "Alright then, go and sign the contract with our factory’s sales department, and then pay the finances."

Upon hearing these words, Mr. Wu finally felt relieved.

The directors of the other factories were also excited, eagerly following Mr. Sun into the factory, ready to sign the contract.

Once inside, they discovered that Yu County Food Factory was indeed remarkable. Looking at the gate, they thought it was just a small factory, but behind a row of workshops,

there were several more rows, stretching farther than the eye could see.

No wonder Yu County Food Factory got on television; the factory’s scale was enormous.

It was perhaps even larger than the food factories in Beijing and Shanghai.

Seeing the shock on their faces, Mr. Sun swelled with pride, "This is only a part of our operations. We are also planning to establish a specialized Luwei and fried food processing factory in other provinces soon.

Not only that, but there’s also a small factory in a village nearby, not many people—just about a thousand."

Mr. Wu and the others listened with astonishment, while Mr. Sun continued to chatter without pause until they arrived at the sales department and found Third Uncle Xu. Only then did Mr. Sun change the subject, "Construction, these are the directors from other provinces.

They want to transfer all the Luwei orders they previously signed with their factories to ours. You better carefully review and sign this contract!"

Xu JianShe’s face changed in an instant as he heard these words, going from a smiling face to an icy cold one in a blink.

Mr. Wu and the others immediately had embarrassed smiles on their faces as they stood there awkwardly.

The Yu County Food Factory gradually resumed its usual bustle, and in Xujia Village, the day had arrived for Xu Jingjing’s wedding.

Xu Ying was still in her postpartum confinement and couldn’t attend the wedding, so Mrs. Xu and a group of people went on her behalf.

Xu Jingjing’s wedding was held in the county, where Secretary Yang had booked a restaurant specifically for their wedding.

Early in the morning, Xujia Village was filled with joy and happiness.

Uncle Xu also made money this year, and after discussing with Secretary Yang, he decided to spend some money to let the villagers go to the county to enjoy a banquet.

Secretary Yang certainly didn’t mind the people from Xijia Village going, as the more, the merrier, especially since his own family hardly had any relatives.

The neighbors around them were not very familiar either, as his family had moved there later and they knew only a few people—just a couple of households.

Gathering them all together would only make up two tables, so he was more than happy to have the people from Xujia Village attend.

However, Secretary Yang dared not take the money and repeatedly refused, "Uncle, the restaurant I’ve booked is spacious enough, our whole village could go."

When the people of Xujia Village heard what Secretary Yang had said, they praised him in their hearts, thinking Jingjing had married a generous man.

One after another, they smilingly declined, "Secretary Yang, we still have to tend to the greenhouses and our village’s rural tourism.

You should find some other people to go. We won’t join the crowd. Just bring back some wedding candies for us."

"Okay, there will definitely be wedding candies."

Although he said the whole village could go, everyone was busy with the greenhouses and rural tourism construction, so they didn’t really have time to attend.

Only a portion of the women who were home taking care of the children could go.

Secretary Yang found a large truck and a driver, and gathered the women and children who were able to attend the wedding.

They set off to the county in the large truck.

Meanwhile, Secretary Yang went to welcome the relatives, driving a car carrying Xu Jingjing’s maternal family members to the county as well.

"Why hasn’t your younger sister arrived?" Mrs. Xu craned her neck, looking around, "I told that man’s younger sister about the wedding a long time ago; it’s almost time, why hasn’t she come yet?"

Mr. Xu was getting anxious too, worried that his little sister might have had another mishap.

Mentioning her made Mr. Xu seethe with anger; that girl was so daring, insisting on having a love marriage, and choosing Liu Dashan, who was not only poor but also lived in an extremely remote place, where even taking a car was inconvenient because of the remote location.

Just as Mrs. Xu was getting worried, Xu Ruhua—covered in mud—yelled out to them, "Big brother, sister-in-law."

"Oh my, Ruhua, what happened to you?" Mrs. Xu got quite a fright seeing her, "Did you fall into a mud pit?"

Xu Ruhua was nearly crying, "Not quite, but it might as well be. It rained in our area, and the roads were all muddy.

Dashan borrowed our village chief’s bicycle, but he’s not very good at riding; he fell while carrying me.

Sister-in-law, let me change clothes first; find me something you don’t wear, and I’ll quickly change into it."

Liu Dashan, hearing his wife’s words, was full of embarrassment, "It’s mainly because the mountain roads are difficult to navigate."

"It’s because you’re from the mountains," she countered, "if you weren’t from the mountains, like our area here, look how smooth these roads are, and the factory jobs, so much better, right?"