The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 315: 315: Thoroughly take down the dregs (First update)

Chapter 315: 315: Thoroughly take down the dregs (First update)

“The batch of equipment failed the inspection. The quality control department issued a report saying that the parts were not compatible and needed to be redeveloped.”

Luo Changfang’s face turned sour when she heard this.

Luo Yinghe didn’t think much of it, “Just redevelop it, what’s there to make a fuss about?”

The secretary passed over the project report and explained, “If we redevelop, funds will be quite tight, and the delivery deadline is also fast approaching.”

After the Luo Family father and daughter were imprisoned, Luo Family’s fortunes plummeted, and their internal financial chain had long been problematic.

Luo Yinghe, who only half-understood, was completely clueless and turned to ask Luo Changfang, “So, what should we do?”

Luo Changfang gave her a harsh look, her expression anxious, “I will find a way to get the funds. You hurry and contact JC to see if we can delay the delivery.”

This was likely a big problem.

Luo Yinghe gave an acknowledgment and then urged Hu Dingguo, “What are you waiting for? Contact them quickly.”

Hu Dingguo hurriedly went to contact the person in charge at JC.

“If JC refuses to postpone,” Luo Changfang paced back and forth, both anxious and annoyed, “then you can expect to cede territory and pay compensation.”

JC Medical’s headquarters were not in the country; Imperial City only had one branch building.

Hu Dingguo personally went there to discuss the postponement.

“Postpone?” President Pang touched his receding hairline, which was quite touching, “That’s not going to work.”

Hearing this tone, Hu Dingguo knew things were not looking good, “President Pang, please give us a little more time, not long, just half a month. In half a month, Luo Family will definitely deliver on time.”

President Pang’s full name—Pang Shufeng.

Pang Shufeng thought for a moment, “Half a month, you say.” He set down his tea cup and made a call, “Let Old Zhu from the finance department come here.”

Why was he calling the finance department?

Hu Dingguo didn’t know what tricks were up this man’s beer belly. “President Pang, what is this?”

Pang Shufeng smiled amiably, “Isn’t it about a postponement? We must calculate the losses.”

It was quite clear now, delay for a day, compensate for a day; delay for a month—fine, but first, let’s calculate the amount.

Hu Dingguo was extremely embarrassed, “President Pang, that’s not what I meant.”

“What is President Hu’s meaning then?”

Hu Dingguo put it delicately, “Could you grant a few days’ grace?”

Pang Shufeng was surprisingly shocked, “For free?”

Hu Dingguo bashfully chuckled.

Pang Shufeng dropped his professional fake smile, “No way, not even for one day.”

This bald donkey!

“President Pang—”

Pang Shufeng didn’t wait to hear the rest and already showed a troubled expression, “It’s no use talking to me about this, the contract went through with black on white; I’m just a hired hand and don’t have that much power.”

Who isn’t just a hired hand?!

Worker Hu Dingguo returned without having accomplished anything and reported the negotiation content with Pang Shufeng to his boss.

Luo Yinghe scolded him, calling him an idiot, “Then why didn’t you call their boss out?”

“…”

Do you think JC is a small diner?

In the end, who’s the real idiot!

With a steely face, Luo Changfang said, “Make an appointment.”

Hu Dingguo made another trip to JC, relaying his superior’s request.

Pang Shufeng said with a smile that there was no problem, made a call, and helped with the appointment, “Xiao Li, does Chairman Qiao have time today?”

“No, huh, what about tomorrow?”

“Also no?”

“What about the day after tomorrow?”

He continued to inquire whether there was any availability the next day or the following week.

The final conclusion was, “Oh, Chairman Qiao is booked for half a month, huh.”

Hu Dingguo: “…”

That was awkward.

Pang Shufeng hung up the phone, his expression troubled, “President Hu, what should we do now?”

Hu Dingguo was also at a loss for ideas and after returning to the Luo Family’s company, he asked his boss, “What should we do?”

Luo Yinghe kicked the desk, “Trying to show off in front of me, what the hell.”

Idiots! Luo Changfang glanced at her, “JC is clearly stating that they want to handle this by the book, with no intention of making any concessions.”

Luo Yinghe didn’t care for the details, feeling too impatient from being toyed with, “Then just compensate them, what’s the big deal?”

“Compensate?” Luo Changfang was dumbfounded by her foolishness, “Even at the height of its glory, the Luo Family wouldn’t have been enough for JC to glance at, and you signed a bet contract, with what shall we compensate?”

Luo Yinghe had no idea what a bet contract was.

“What should we do then?”

Luo Changfang instructed Hu Dingguo, “Tell Pang Shufeng to convey a message to the directors of JC: as long as they are willing to extend the deadline, our Luo Family is willing to give up all profit points.”

Luo Yinghe understood this one, “Won’t we be working for nothing?”

Still having the nerve to ask, Luo Changfang wanted to crack open her head to see if it was filled with shit, “Whose mess is this?”

Luo Yinghe was silent.

How could one blame her, wasn’t she just trying to make big money for the company? Who would have thought that a big company like JC would be such a pain in the ass.

Hu Dingguo made the third trip to JC Medical.

“President Hu,” the secretary in the general office said without leading him inside, “are you looking for President Pang again?”

“Yes.”

The secretary regretfully said, “President Pang has taken leave.”

Leave? What kind of leave could possibly be happening now?

“Wasn’t he just here an hour ago?”

The secretary explained, “Just now, the hospital called to inform that President Pang’s wife is about to give birth, and a family member’s signature is needed, so President Pang has taken paternity leave to go there.”

Hu Dingguo: “…”

Not having met Pang Shufeng, he returned to the Luo Family’s company first and mentioned the paternity leave to his boss.

Luo Yinghe slammed her phone down, “Are they playing us?”

Not entirely foolish, she knew she was being played.

JC was too peculiar, toying with them the entire time.

“Auntie,” now she remembered to call her auntie, “what do we do now?”

“How soon can we redevelop?” Luo Changfang asked Hu Dingguo.

He replied, “About half a month.”

Too slow, not enough time.

“Have the other departments stop their current cases—”

Luo Changfang was cut off mid-sentence as the driver wheeled Luo Huaiyu in, “What’s the rush?”

After the incident with the Luo Family’s wine cellar, Luo Huaiyu collapsed with a heart attack, which left him with after-effects like trembling hands and feet, requiring him to be in a wheelchair most of the time.

“Dad, why were you discharged from the hospital?”

If he hadn’t left the hospital, the Luo Family wouldn’t have even bone scraps left.

Luo Huaiyu commanded, “Call the finance and legal departments over.”

Not just the finance and legal departments, but the board members came too.

This project, aside from Luo Yinghe, a few of her ‘henchmen’ were also in the know; enticed by the generous profits offered by JC, they had rushed into signing the contract without expecting that JC would disregard its own interests and stubbornly refuse to postpone the deadline.

After a four-hour meeting, Luo Huaiyu only said one thing, “Investigate the R&D department, as well as the president of JC.”

There was something very fishy about this project.

At eight in the evening, Zhou Xufang was eager to do the dishes, while Jiang Zhi was on the balcony, answering a call from Qiao Nanchu.

“There is at most one more week before the Luo Family is finished,” Qiao Nanchu asked, “but even a rotting ship has three pounds of nails, what’s your plan? Flip it or merge it?”

Jiang Zhi said, “Change the name, operate independently.”

“Change the name to what?”

He glanced toward the kitchen, “Zhou.”