The rebirth of the wealthy, the daughter of the richest man turns evil

Wen Shujin's factory was flooded with orders. After the dinner, so many people came to her to buy televisions. Many businessmen saw the profits and wanted to sell Wen Shujin's televisions overseas, but their channels were still much worse than those of the Yang family.

Wen Shujin is looking for not only a cooperative distributor, but also a large manufacturer that can produce this kind of TV.

"Miss, there is a guest outside who wants to join you. He says he is from the Yang family."

Wen Shu curled his lips and said, "Here it comes."

In addition to Yang Jialiang, the other person who came was his father Yang Hongwei. Both of them were dressed in suits and ties. Knowing that this business was of great importance, they both came.

"Please take a seat." Wen Shujin gestured for the two to sit on the sofa.

Wen Shujin sat on the sofa on the other side, Taozi opened the teapot and began to make tea for them.

Wen Shujin looked at the two of them and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Xiao Yang to be so fast."

Yang Jialiang sat forward and said, "We have to hurry up. I'm afraid Miss Wen will change her mind. My father and I came here without an appointment. I hope Miss Wen will forgive us."

Wen Shujin picked up the hot tea and said, "How could that be?" He blew on the tea in his hand.

Seeing Wen Shujin's calm expression, as if everything was under control, Yang Hongwei actually felt as if he had seen Wen Boyang. This Wen Shujin was indeed not simple.

"Miss Wen is absolutely no worse than your father."

Wen Shujin paused and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Yang."

After taking a sip, Wen Shujin put down his teacup and said, "Let's get back to the point, both of you. I want a partner."

The Yang family father and son looked at each other.

Yang Jialiang was actually still puzzled: "Ms. Wen, I don't understand. You can completely monopolize the market by yourself. As for sales channels, I think there are plenty of people willing to open them up."

"But none of them have the ability to make TVs like the Yang family."

Yang Jialiang frowned: "What do you mean, Miss Wen? You want to give us the drawings too?" How is this possible!

Wen Shujin leaned against the sofa beside him: "I won't play dumb either. I have two conditions."

Yang Jialiang extended his hand: "Miss Wen, please speak."

"First: The brand of the TV must be Jiawei. Second: I want 50% of the profits."

Yang Hongwei's hair was a little gray, and his eyes were full of shrewdness and calculation: "I can agree to the first condition, but the second one is too much."

Wen Shujin laughed: "A lot? If my father knew, he would probably ask me for 80%."

Yang Hongwei's face turned grim. That's right, if it were Wen Boyang, he would have to make at least 70% of the profit from this deal.

Seeing him thinking, Wen Shujin didn't intend to rush him. After all, this matter was of great importance and should be carefully considered.

Yang Jialiang also felt that 50% profit was a bit too much: "Miss Wen, is there any room for negotiation?"

Wen Shujin leaned elegantly against the sofa and raised his head: "You two should know that my price is very fair. If you want to bargain, I can also contact the Luo family."

They did not pay a penny for the technology research and development. If it were someone else, they would have asked for an exorbitant price. The price offered by Wen Shujin was indeed appropriate, but Yang Hongwei saw that Wen Shujin was young and wanted to reduce the profit.

Yang Hongwei's face changed drastically. The Luo family was the second largest TV manufacturer. Although their strength was not as good as their Yang family, it was not bad either. If Wen Shujin was allowed to cooperate with the Luo family, their Yang family's high-end market would soon be abandoned by the market.

Yang Jialiang knew he couldn't convince Wen Shujin, and he also knew she wouldn't budge. Looking at his father, Yang Hongwei closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Okay."

Wen Shujin nodded and said, "It's a pleasure to work with you two. I'll sign the contract tomorrow and send the technicians over."

Yang Hongwei stood up and said, "Ms. Wen, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Wen Shujin shook hands with both of them and said, "It's a pleasure to work with you."

After seeing the two off, Lu Yong quickly received the news. After all, he had sent someone to keep an eye on Wen Shujin.

"Brother, those two people seem to be from the Yang family."

Lu Yong's leather chair moved: "What does she want to do?"

"It seemed like they were talking about cooperation, price, and profit, but I couldn't quite make it out."

Lu Yong was puzzled at first, but then he figured it out and laughed out loud: "Wen Shujin, I finally caught you."

Who could have imagined what life was like for him in the factory, with no income at all and only such a small salary that was not enough to even support his daily life? He used to spend 8,000 yuan a night, but now his salary is only 5,000 yuan. How could he not be willing to accept this?

Fortunately, Wen Shujin didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have made him realize that ordinary workers in the factory only earned three or four hundred yuan, and those top students only earned more than two thousand yuan. For a guy like him who didn't even graduate from elementary school, it was a blessing for him to get such a high salary.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Sister, something bad has happened."

Lu Huiyun over there heard this and thought that the truth had been revealed. She slumped onto the sofa and asked, "Wen Shujin found out that we hired someone to kill someone?"

Lu Yong was stunned when he heard this: "I have already dealt with that matter. She will not find out. Don't mention it in the future. I want to talk about something else."

Lu Huiyun breathed a sigh of relief: "You were so startled, I was scared to death. What happened?"

Lu Yong said angrily: "It's all because of that bitch Wen Shujin. She actually dared to sell the TV factory to the Yang family."

Lu Huiyun exclaimed, "What? Didn't she just develop a new TV? Why would she sell the TV factory?"

Lu Yong thought, yes, Wen Shujin had just developed a new TV, why would she sell it to the Yang family? "You ask me, who should I ask? Anyway, she has bad intentions and wants to kick me out of Jiawei, right..."

Lu Yong seemed to have figured something out: "She must have been unable to find a way to deal with me, so she came up with this idea."

Lu Huiyun was suspicious, but after thinking about it, it was possible. After all, Lu Yong had always been making things difficult for Wen Shujin, and because he was Lu Huiyun's brother, she couldn't just turn against him, so she kept him in the factory. She must have wanted to drive Lu Yong away for a long time.

"Don't worry, I'll tell Boyang after dinner that she can't sell it."

Only after hearing Lu Huiyun's assurance did Lu Yong feel relieved.

When Wen Shujin returned to the Wen family, there was still morning glow in the sky. Wen Boyang looked unhappy. Wen Shujin saw that the atmosphere seemed a little abnormal.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Wen Shujin tilted his head and looked at his angry father, just like when he was a child.

Seeing Wen Boyang remained silent, Wen Shuyu spoke up: "Sister, are you going to sell the factory?"

Wen Shujin frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why should I sell Jiawei?"

Wen Boyang just spoke: "Just now your third mother said that you want to sell the factory to the Yang family."

Wen Shujin sat on the sofa, already guessing what was going on: "Did Lu Yong and Third Mother tell me this? Does he think I'm going to sell the factory?"

Lu Huiyun turned away her eyes guiltily, and hesitated for a while before looking at Wen Shujin with a smile: "Shujin, I'm just worried. After all, the factory is also part of the Wen family's business."

Wen Shujin chuckled: "Don't worry, Third Mama, I won't sell the factory. I called the Yang family here because our production capacity is too small, so we're cooperating with them."

Wen Boyang nodded when he heard this and didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, Wen Shujin was called to Wen Boyang's study.