Chapter 702: Chapter 462: Young and Ambitious (Double-Length Chapter) (Part 2)

The target output value of a trillion is undoubtedly a deep-water bomb thrown into the new energy vehicle industry.

The information from the press conference instantly stirred up a thousand waves, as the news rapidly fermented through media and the internet, causing a sensation not only in the auto and tech circles but also reaching the ears of relevant departments and higher up.

Any enterprise with a scale of over a hundred billion is a significant presence locally, especially in manufacturing.

Not only can it contribute massive tax revenues, but it can also drive the development of related industrial chains and create tens of thousands of jobs.

If the scale could really be expanded to a trillion-level, it might even become a local business card—this is quite an impressive achievement.

...

Inside the F municipal building, the secretary once again quickly entered Qin Minghui’s office.

"Leader, we just received news that Guanghui Group has held a heavy-weight press conference announcing its joint venture with Maple Capital and Dawn Technology to establish a new company producing new energy vehicles, with an investment of twenty billion!"

Qin Minghui paused in his handling of the files, looked up, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"This Qi Yun... really moves fast, adding weight to himself."

The secretary nodded: "The press conference was of high specification, attended by mainstream media, Liu Guangxin and Zhao Weilin personally endorsed it, and public attention is very high now."

Qin Minghui leaned back against his chair, lightly tapping the tabletop with his fingers: "Have you sent the letter I asked you to send to them?"

"Already sent it to the governance team."

"Mm, go find out what’s happening over there."

The secretary immediately understood: "Got it, I’ll go now."

...

On Zhongshan Road, Old Hou had also received the news, standing expressionlessly at the window.

Behind him, the head steward, Xu Yunliang, tentatively asked: "Do you think we should stop the work over there first?"

Old Hou did not answer immediately, only looked out the window, his gaze calm.

After a while, he seemed to have made a decision, slowly turning around.

"Why stop their normal work?"

"Stopping now would be telling everyone that we can be manipulated by capital?"

Xu Yunliang nodded slightly, cautiously reminding: "Could the influence be not very good?"

"Influence?" Old Hou picked up the teacup on the table, moving leisurely, "Their work is carried out legally and according to regulations, what bad influence? Should we not pursue past mistakes just because the company has new projects? That would be a real joke."

He sipped some tea, his tone undeniable: "Let them continue their work, investigate what needs investigating, ask what needs asking, follow procedures to whichever step they’re at, but..."

"Handle things delicately, the final handling opinion must stand scrutiny, it should both serve as a warning regulation and contribute to the optimization of the business environment."

Xu Yunliang understood, summed up in one sentence, that they can’t let others seize on small faults.

"I understand, I’ll accurately convey the message to them."

...

On the other side, inside Dawn Technology’s reception room.

The governance team temporarily paused their work, with the leader conversationally speaking to Tao Ziming, in a very polite tone. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Really sorry, President Tao, you know, many things are beyond our decision-making capacity..."

Tao Ziming smiled and nodded: "Yes, I understand, everyone has been working hard, let’s have some tea and take a break first."

"Haha, yes, yes." The person picked up the teacup and took a sip to disguise himself.

As the two were chatting, suddenly a staff member leaned over and whispered a few words.

The leader glanced at Tao Ziming after listening, his expression turning strange again.

"Is it confirmed?"

"Confirmed, the phone call came directly from the office."

"This..." An awkward look flashed across the leader’s face, then turned to Tao Ziming, deliberating momentarily, "Sorry, President Tao, the investigation might need to continue..."

Tao Ziming was also taken aback, he shot a deep look at the other party, said nothing more, and got up to make a call outside.

In the reception room, the staff who had originally packed up intending to leave started working again after receiving a phone call.

Elsewhere, Qi Yun received the news immediately, showing surprise on his face.

Having thought the other party would retreat, unexpectedly their attitude was so firm.

After hanging up the call, he leaned back in his chair and quietly pondered.

The fluctuating attitude of the governance team clearly shows they received new, more explicit instructions.

This means, although Old Hou was influenced by the press conference’s momentum, he has not completely abandoned applying pressure.

Really want to oppose me thoroughly?

"To F city." Qi Yun opened his eyes to respond.

Simultaneously, he took out his phone and found the number of Zhong Dong from Farmer’s Three Punches.

"Chairman Zhong, some problems have arisen in our cooperation, I need your appropriate expression of stance..."

After briefly communicating, Qi Yun promptly called Liu Guangxin, Zhao Weilin, and President Bi...

If one were to bow and apologize in that office now, the matter would end immediately.

However, Qi Yun refused to do so.

If everything is done at the mercy of others, unable to follow one’s own will, then life would be too stifled.

Previously, he lacked the ability to resist, but now that he has enough capital, why should he still allow himself to be manipulated?

...

At the entrance of the compound, Qin Minghui’s secretary had long been waiting, guiding Qi Yun into the office.

The two sat down on the sofa, and after the secretary left after serving tea, Qi Yun spoke straightforwardly: "I need the support of your underlying resources."

Qin Minghui was taken aback by the words, surprised as he looked at him, his hand pausing mid-air while reaching for the teacup.

A few seconds later, seeing that Qi Yun was not joking, Qin Minghui’s hand fell, he picked up the teacup but did not drink, only slowly said: "Your idea is a bit..."

"Not the type of support you’re thinking." Qi Yun waved his hand to interrupt, "Listen to my plan first..."

Qin Minghui’s brow furrowed slightly, but still gestured for him to continue.

"Tomorrow morning..." Qi Yun concisely elaborated on his thoughts.

The office fell silent for a moment, with only the steam rising from the teacup.

Qin Minghui furrowed his brow tightly, clearly deliberating.

After a while, he questioned in confusion: "Why are you complicating the matter? A simple phone call from the Fu Family should easily resolve it, right?"

Qi Yun did not reply immediately, lit a cigarette and took a puff before slowly saying: "Old Hou reprimanding me, isn’t it because they think the Fu Family won’t intervene in such minor issues?"

"Moreover, if I need their help for everything to clean up messes, in their eyes, I will forever be a role requiring care, rather than a worthy investment or equal cooperation partner."

"Even if you would think the same, right?"

Qin Minghui’s eyes flickered, he had to admit, Qi Yun was right.

They are merely reprimanding you, not taking your life; if even such trivial matters need the intervention of the Fu Family’s level of relationships, it does indeed appear lacking in capability and vision.

In the eyes of truly top figures, if such small issues can’t be handled, how can one be entrusted with major responsibilities?

"Alright, if what you want me to do is just what you mentioned earlier, I can try to communicate."

"But once I do that, it means completely offending him, your favor is repaid."

"Hmm." Qi Yun flicked the ash from the cigarette, meaningfully adding, "I believe sometimes a bit of courage to burn one’s bridges is necessary."

Qin Minghui smiled bitterly: "Our hands are dealt differently."

"The hands are different." Qi Yun nodded understandingly, flicking the cigarette’s ash into the ashtray, "You have your concerns and rules, I understand, but sometimes the quality of the hand also depends on how you play it."

He said no more, stood up to bid farewell, "I’ll be leaving now."

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