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Chapter 1416 Hidden Tricks
Chapter 1417 Hidden Clues

Just as everyone was busy dividing up the shares, the meeting room door was pushed open.

Qin Hao stood at the door, toying with a gold brick in his hand, the gold gleaming coldly under the light.

His face was expressionless, and his gaze swept across the entire room indifferently.

"So you've come to a conclusion?"

Everyone fell silent instantly. The big shots who had been full of hostility just moments before were now awkwardly adjusting their collars, like students caught red-handed.

Qin Hao walked to the head seat and sat down, throwing the gold brick on the table with a dull thud.

"Joint supply is possible, but there's a condition."

He tapped the table lightly, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

“All equipment must be inspected by my people. If there is any irregularity, the entire order will be void.”

The director's smile froze instantly, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes behind his glasses.

He hadn't expected Qin Hao to pull such a stunt, which disrupted his plans.

He clutched the list of secondhand equipment suppliers hidden under the table, his face grim.

The price quoted there was nearly 40% lower than the market price. They had planned to use inferior products to make a profit, but Qin Hao was already prepared.

"Mr. Qin, do you not trust us?"

The director tried to appear calm, adjusting his glasses as if to hide his guilty conscience.

"Everyone here is a prominent figure in the industry. How could they do such a shady thing?"

Douglas chimed in, a fake smile plastered on his face, "Yes, Mr. Qin, you can rest assured. We jointly guarantee there will be no problem."

He was secretly having a great time.

As long as the equipment can pass muster, the rebates from the triple premium are enough to fill one's pockets.

Even if we don't get any new energy projects this time, it won't matter.

Cats have their ways, and dogs have theirs.

Everyone wants to find ways to make money, but there are only so many ways, and there are too many wolves and not enough meat, so it's better to change your target.

Qin Hao didn't look at them, and said in a calm voice, "I only trust the test report."

“My people will monitor the entire process of production, transportation, and installation. If any link goes wrong, not only will the order be voided, but all your mining cooperation in the continent will have to be re-evaluated.”

These words were like a block of ice thrown into boiling oil; the meeting room fell silent instantly.

Everyone knows the weight of Qin Hao's words.

He holds the goldmine of Katanga in his hands; if the cooperation were to end, the losses suffered by everyone present could cause the company's stock price to plummet.

However, his current strictness may not be a good thing, as it could very well lead to a complete loss.

The director's face darkened completely, his lips tightened into a straight line, and he almost couldn't hold back his anger.

"Mr. Qin is being too meticulous; this will slow down the progress."

"It's better to be slow than to ruin your reputation."

Qin Hao raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over him with an interrogative tone.

"Or...is someone afraid of being found out about something?"

Upon hearing this, the director's Adam's apple bobbed, and he avoided Qin Hao's gaze.

The other person's eyes were too sharp; he was worried that he would be exposed.

"I'm just worried about the impact on the construction schedule."

"I will take responsibility for any delays in the construction period."

Qin Hao picked up the gold brick, stood up, and sneered, "We'll see in three days."

"I can afford this amount of money."

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the board member.

"By the way, I heard your nephew opened an equipment refurbishment plant in South Asia?"

“That place will become unsafe sooner or later. I advise your nephew to move away as soon as possible.”

"..."

The director looked up abruptly, his face ashen.

Qin Hao didn't say anything more, turned around and left, leaving the room in deathly silence.

He knew exactly what these people were up to.

Douglas looked at the director's distraught appearance and suddenly chuckled.

"It seems someone's plan backfired."

The Morgan heir picked up his water glass, his gaze meaningful.

"Now you know why Mr. Qin wanted to do the testing himself, right?"

The director slumped in his chair, his shirt soaked with cold sweat.

That 40% price difference was completely lost.

Qin Hao had investigated even his nephew's factory thoroughly, so how could he dare to tamper with it?
In the conference room, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. The director's face remained grim. He clenched his fists, unwilling to give up the opportunity to make a quick buck.

"We can't just let this go."

The director lowered his voice, his eyes flickering, "No matter how strict Qin Hao's people are, there will always be loopholes."

“We can manipulate the model parameters of the equipment. As long as the core components meet the standards, they may not be able to find the minor problems in the details.”

There's no way around it; everyone wants to make a profit, and no one can refuse.

After all, if you don't crave profit, what's the difference between you and a salted fish? Besides, you have such a lucrative project in your hands.

Douglas frowned, somewhat hesitant.

"The risk is too great if it gets discovered."

Qin Hao holds the power to control the gold mine; if they anger him, they will surely suffer the consequences.

"Wealth is found in danger."

The Morgan heir smiled calculatingly, as if he could already see the scene he wanted.

"Let's give him a bigger share of the benefits so he'll turn a blind eye."

The group whispered amongst themselves, trying to find a way to get away with it without being discovered by Qin Hao. The atmosphere became tense and eerie once again.

Meanwhile, Qin Hao had arrived at a nearby directly operated bank.

There weren't many people in the bank; a few customers were sitting leisurely waiting to conduct their business.

Qin Hao walked to the counter and calmly said to the teller, "Withdraw fifty million."

The moment he finished speaking, the bank fell silent.

The middle-aged man, who was filling out the form, paused, looked up at Qin Hao in disbelief, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

A stylishly dressed woman next to him scoffed and whispered to her companion, "Is this guy out of his mind? Fifty million? Showing off like this without even knowing where he is."

"Exactly, if they really had that much money, would they come to a small-town bank like this? They're probably just putting on an act."

His companions echoed him, their eyes full of mockery. These people were all local residents or people who had come from nearby villages. They had no concept of someone of Qin Hao's stature, but they did have a concept of fifty million.

The teller was also taken aback. She looked Qin Hao up and down carefully. Seeing that he was wearing ordinary work clothes and did not look like a wealthy person, she hesitated and said, "Sir, are you sure you want to withdraw this much? Large withdrawals require prior appointment."

She had never seen so much money in her life, and this person wanted to take out so much all at once? Was he kidding her?
This is, after all, a small-town bank. Even in a relatively wealthy town with 50 million in cash reserves, no one would be able to come up with it all at once.

And it's not allowed, because if everyone takes it, then no one else will have any money left, and who can accept that?
Therefore, banks, for the sake of normalcy, will not allow such a situation to occur and will always retain some cash flow.

Just as Qin Hao was about to speak, the bank manager rushed out from inside, a warm smile on his face. He jogged up to Qin Hao and said respectfully, "Mr. Qin, what brings you here? Please come in."

Without waiting for a reply, he led Qin Hao to the VIP room, his humble attitude leaving the surrounding guests dumbfounded.

Nobody's a fool. Looking at it this way, Qin Hao's desire to withdraw so much money just now wasn't just for show.

The woman who had just been mocking Qin Hao blushed and paled in turns, then lowered her head in embarrassment.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man abandoned his initial disdain, his eyes filled with curiosity and shock.

Who is this man?

"I don't know him, but judging from his demeanor, he must be someone special."

"..."

Upon entering the VIP room, the manager quickly poured tea for Qin Hao and cautiously asked, "Mr. Qin, is there something urgent you need to withdraw fifty million?"

"I'll arrange it right away and make sure it's done for you as quickly as possible."

The manager was naturally well aware of Qin Hao's identity.

People like the local celebrities and wealthy individuals have a special list of people they don't want to offend.

Qin Hao picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said calmly, "It's nothing urgent, just something to keep in mind."

He intended to use this money for unforeseen circumstances. Cash flow is called cash flow precisely because it is cash on hand, not cash in a bank account.

The manager didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly nodded, saying, "Okay, Mr. Qin, please wait a moment, I'll take care of it right away."

Watching the manager's busy figure, Qin Hao's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

He wanted to let these people know that he had the power to support his plans.

This will also serve as a warning to those who intend to tamper with the equipment, making them think twice about the consequences of offending him.

Qin Hao doesn't object to people wanting to make a profit; it's only human nature.

The bank manager was extremely efficient; in less than half an hour, five heavy briefcases were delivered to the VIP room.

Qin Hao gestured to his bodyguards to move the box into the car, while he held a teacup and looked out the window at the street.

The sun was shining brightly, and pedestrians hurried along the street. No one would have guessed that a transaction that would take an ordinary person several lifetimes to complete had just been completed in this seemingly ordinary small-town bank.

"Mr. Qin, please take care."

The manager escorted Qin Hao to the door, his smile never faltering.

Qin Hao nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to get into the car.

The car slowly drove away from the bank. Qin Hao leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

This 50 million is just the beginning; whether it will be of any use remains to be seen, depending on the subsequent actions.

Therefore, there are still many things waiting for him to handle.

Those forces lurking in the shadows will certainly not let this go.

The car had just left the town when Charlie called.

"Boss, there's been some activity from the board of directors."

Charlie's voice carried a hint of seriousness, "He just contacted a factory in South Asia, apparently to urge the refurbishment of a batch of equipment."

Qin Hao opened his eyes, his gaze icy.

"He's definitely not as well-behaved as he seems."

"Have the people from Alibaba keep a close eye on things, and don't let them try anything funny."

"In addition, notify the testing team to focus on inspecting the equipment that came from South Asia."

"clear."

Charlie hung up the phone.

Qin Hao gazed at the fleeting scenery outside the window, his fingers tapping lightly on his knees.

He wanted to see what tricks these people could pull.

Three days later, the testing site in the mining area was bustling with activity.

Equipment suppliers from all over the world brought their products to be tested.

Douglas, Morgan's heirs, and board members were also present, their faces filled with tension and anticipation.

Let me put it this way: not a single person here has a net worth of less than a million.

Even if it's just a testing technician.

Qin Hao's testing team is exceptionally rigorous. Every piece of equipment undergoes multiple checks, and no minor flaw can escape their notice.

As time went by, fewer and fewer devices passed the testing.

The director's expression grew increasingly grim; the batch of equipment he had brought from the South Asian factory had already been found to have several problems.

"Mr. Qin, this is just a minor issue and it won't affect its use."

Upon seeing this, the council member stepped forward to explain, but was stopped by the testing team.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Director, we only test according to the standards.”

The head of the testing team said expressionlessly, "These devices do not meet the requirements and cannot pass."

The director's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, yet he was utterly helpless.

Douglas and the Morgan heir exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of schadenfreude in each other's eyes.

They had anticipated that the council would resort to tricks, but they hadn't expected to be caught red-handed.

Ultimately, very few devices passed the test.

Qin Hao looked at the result before him, his face expressionless.

Deep down, he was very disappointed.

Although it wasn't unexpected, I didn't expect it to go so badly.

"It seems that some people still don't take my words seriously."

His gaze swept over the board members, his tone icy.

"In that case, this order can only be placed with the suppliers who have passed the tests."

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