After I lost my job, the country urged me to travel every day

Chapter 126: Desperate and desperate

Hearing An Shang's words, the old man became furious. He picked up his walking stick and hit An Shang on the head, cursing as he beat him.

"Your good deeds? You have never done a good thing in your life! You even did something as immoral as giving birth to a son without an asshole!

After your father passed away, I handed over a good winery to you, but you turned it into what it is now!

“Now they are so bold as to even think of selling the factory!

Tell me! Did you lose money gambling again?

An Shang was chased by his old man and jumped up and down in the office. He didn't dare to resist with his hands, but he kept retorting:

"What a good winery! When the old man left, our winery was in trouble! When it came to me, it was even more of a mess!"

"Why don't we sell the factory now while there are still people who want it? Are we going to keep it and sell it for scrap metal?"

"You're talking about gambling again! You're talking about gambling again! I only played with my friends that one time! I've never gambled again! Can you please stop bringing this up every time!"

Ling Yi, Bai Yaoyao and the others looked at each other, feeling a little awkward.

I just came here to buy some wine, but I didn't expect to see such a scene.

Bai Yaoyao coughed lightly to remind the two people who were fighting on the field that there were a group of outsiders like them in the room.

Sure enough, the old man paused while swinging the cane in the air, and An Shang's hand covering his butt also froze. The two of them stopped at the same time and looked at the four people sitting on the sofa.

"Ahem!" An Shang cleared his throat, his face expressionless, "Well, excuse me for making fun of you! My old man likes to do some exercise..."

The old man glared with his eyes wide open and was about to lose his temper, but then he remembered something and used up his luck, holding his temper. He just snorted coldly and resumed his trembling state. He walked to the boss chair and sat down, staring at the people on the sofa with a fierce look.

An Shang glanced at the old man, sat back on the sofa, with a wry smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, that's our old man. He has a bit of feudal thinking and has always disagreed with me selling the factory to a foreign company. I guess he heard that I had an appointment with the people from Merrill Lynch Capital today, so he came to block me."

The old man pricked up his ears but couldn't hear clearly what An Shang said, so he simply stood up, walked to the sofa, and hit An Shang on the leg with his crutch.

"Hmph! An Shang, is there a fly in your throat? You're talking so loudly! Speak louder! I can't hear you!"

An Shang smiled bitterly, gave up his seat, and helped the old man sit down.

"Grandpa, please stop making trouble! This is not someone from Merrill Lynch Capital! This is Mr. Ling, a very famous domestic investor. Stop making trouble! If you scare everyone away, how can we sell the factory?"

An Shang rubbed his eyebrows and felt that he was in a difficult situation.

This grandfather really acts more and more like a child as he gets older.

The company has been making losses every year, and he has long wanted to sell the factory, but his grandfather has always disagreed.

This year they couldn't even pay the salaries and had no money to purchase raw materials. After he persuaded his grandfather several times, he finally reluctantly agreed to his decision to sell the factory.

But although my grandfather agreed verbally, he was always making a fuss. Sometimes he complained that the buyer paid too little, and sometimes he complained that the seller was from abroad. He had met several investors, but all of them were ruined by my grandfather.

The old man raised his eyebrows and looked them up and down, "Domestic? Then you guys talk, I'll listen from the side."

Ling Yi saw his defensive look, then looked at An Shang who was sitting on a small stool next to him with an embarrassed look on his face, and felt a little amused.

"Old man, regardless of whether I am from China or abroad, if your Anshang Winery really wants to sell, who would dare to buy it with all the products you have?!"

Which investor would choose such a chaotic project? Aren’t they afraid of getting themselves into trouble?

"Hmph! It's just right that no one buys it! I didn't want to sell it anyway!" The old man muttered softly.

An Shang's face darkened and he raised his voice, "Grandpa! Think about Hu Zi and his family! They are still waiting for money to save their lives!"

The old man immediately stopped talking, like a deflated ball, he slumped on the sofa, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

An Shang curled the corners of his mouth, perked up and looked at Ling Yi.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, I made you laugh! Although I took over the factory from my father, I'm really not good at doing business, so it turned out like this.

But Mr. Ling, you can rest assured that we really want to sell the factory. The shares of the factory are all in my hands, absolutely clean! There is no risk!

To be honest, before you came, the people from Merrill Lynch Capital had already agreed to acquire us, but they still needed to discuss the conditions I proposed.

You are a well-known investor in the industry. I believe that with your ability, you will be able to revitalize the Anxi Winery. So in terms of price, as long as the difference is not too big, I can accept it.

The only requirement is that you cannot replace a large number of old employees in the factory."

The old man next to him also nodded, his face full of guilt.

"The people in the factory have been with our An family for several generations. We are incompetent and cannot keep Anxi Winery, but we cannot let them lose their jobs!"

Ling Yi hesitated for a moment before looking at the two of them.

"I have left the financial industry and am no longer involved in investment."

An Shang looked at Zhou Chen beside him in surprise, but recalled the conversation they had on the phone before.

It seemed that Zhou Chen had really just made an appointment with him to visit the winery.

After he heard Ling Yi's name, he took it for granted that Ling Yi came to discuss the acquisition with him.

Alas, An Shang sighed silently, he was really desperate and tried all kinds of methods.

"Then why is Mr. Ling here?"

Ling Yi smiled, "The elders at home like your Anxi wine very much. I happened to be here for something, so I thought of bringing some over for them."

An Shang looked at his old man and forced himself to cheer up.

"So that's how it is. It's our honor that someone likes it. Although the factory hasn't been in operation for several months, there are still some stocks. I'll take President Ling to have a look now."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to lead a few people downstairs.

"No hurry..." Ling Yi saw his actions and waved his hand.

"I really hadn't thought about cooperating with Anxi Winery before, but now we can have an in-depth discussion. If Anxi Winery meets our requirements, cooperation is not a bad idea."

Bai Yaoyao turned to look at Ling Yi with some curiosity.

Before coming here, Ling Yi had looked down upon the management staff of Anxi. But now, for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to consider Anxi Winery as a possible partner.

However, this was not a convenient time to ask, so Bai Yaoyao didn't say anything more.