Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and he no longer dared to show any resistance.

Yu Liguo seized the opportunity and stepped forward quickly, holding up his work ID card to Zhou Qi: "According to the company's articles of association, non-employed personnel are not allowed to participate in major decision-making."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a crisp high-five. Liang Ranran slammed the document in his hand on the table: "As a member of the Liang family, I have full agency rights."

“This is the equivalent of putting the company on the brink of a cliff!”

Yu Liguo pointed at the contract terms with a trembling finger: "The tenfold compensation clause will directly crush the cash flow, and then..."

"I trust Mr. Zhou's judgment."

The girl's long eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows under the light, and her tone carried the oppressive feeling of a superior: "Or, Vice President Yu would rather face these troublemakers in person?"

This rhetorical question made Yu Liguo's Adam's apple roll but he was speechless.

Of course he remembered the scene half an hour ago - when the debt collectors rushed into the president's office, no one dared to stop them, even though he was accompanied by more than 30 employees.

Instead, it was this outsider who calmed the situation single-handedly. At this moment, the disappointment in Liang Ranran's eyes almost turned into reality.

Liang Ranran turned around with her skirt in a neat arc, and raised the megaphone to the restless crowd: "Those who are willing to sign the additional terms please register now, and others please leave the security monitoring area immediately."

She pronounced the word "call the police" clearly, and her metallic voice echoed in the corridor.

"Empty promises won't do."

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses squeezed out of the crowd: "Liang Tingshan is not present, the legal effect of this agreement..."

“The additional terms will be stamped with the legal person’s private seal, and the entire process will be recorded by the notary office.”

Liang Ranran took out a jade seal with a dragon pattern engraved on it from the safe: "My father's collection, you should have seen it."

The moment the ink touched the rice paper, several speculators immediately crowded to the registration counter.

The financial director held the file box and looked at the vice president at a loss. This action completely angered Liang Ranran.

She picked up the internal phone and dialed three digits: "If you don't see the original contract within three minutes, you can go directly to the Supervision Department to receive your dismissal notice." The setting sun outside the glass curtain wall stretched her figure very long, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

The conference room fell into a brief silence, and sweat broke out on the foreheads of the employees in work clothes.

He knew very well that he was just a grassroots employee and that he could not be responsible for such a major event involving the core interests of the company. Since the new director had a tough attitude, he naturally had to find a way to extricate himself.

As he trotted back to the archive room, the rhythm of his leather shoes tapping on the ground revealed his inner panic.

When Liang Ranran ordered his subordinates to move a solid wooden conference table, whispers spread among the crowd.

Some people took out their phones and typed quickly, some pointed at documents, but the strange thing was that no one left the scene - this sudden change whetted everyone's appetite.

When the blue-covered contracts were neatly stacked on the table, Liang Ranran casually pulled out one. The crisp sound of flipping papers made the air suddenly tense.

As soon as the words "Shengda Machinery" came out, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie stepped out from the crowd, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses showing shrewdness.

"Have you decided to sign?"

Liang Ranran's pen was hanging over the place where Party A signed his name, and the tip of the pen glowed coldly under the light.

The other party stroked his chin and pondered for a moment: "Additional terms are required..."

Before he finished speaking, his pen was already moving across the supplementary agreement column, with the newly added clauses being concise and to the point:

The breaching party must pay ten times the contract amount as compensation, otherwise the other party's company will transfer 30% of its equity free of charge.

When the contract with red fingerprints was handed back, the smile behind the glasses of the middle-aged man almost burst out.

He felt that this bet agreement was a sure win - how could tackling core technologies be a joke?

Ten times the penalty for breach of contract is like fat meat delivered to your lips, there is no reason not to swallow it.

At the moment when the pen was about to start writing, Yu Liguo's calloused palm pressed down heavily on the contract.

The technical director who has followed Chairman Liang for 20 years had a trembling voice:

"Yamaichi Heavy Industry is the livelihood of 3,000 employees. You are playing with fire! This kind of agreement is simply giving bullets to the opponent!"

When he got excited, he pointed directly at Zhou Qi who was still silent in the corner.

The man who was named stood up calmly, his well-tailored suit outlining his tall figure:

"Director Yu is right. This move is indeed extremely risky."

He slowly approached the conference table, staring at Liang Ranran with deep eyes: "It's not too late to regret now."

Liang Ranran raised her face, and the spotlight in the conference room cast a butterfly-like shadow under her eyelashes.

When her fingertips touched the dark pattern on Zhou Qi's suit cuffs, she had a sly look in her eyes: "This is really messed up. Will Mr. Zhou be willing to let me sleep on the overpass?"

A low laugh escaped from the man's throat, and his slight nod made Liang Ranran smile.

This simple response is worth more than a thousand guarantee contracts.

The pages of the contract rustled on the conference table. Liang Ranran signed his name without hesitation, pressing his thumb heavily on the signature with the bright red ink.

This action made Yu Liguo's pupils shrink suddenly. His knuckles turned pale as he gripped the phone. He quickly stepped to the corner of the corridor and called the hospital: "Is Mr. Liang still not awake? What did the nurse say?"

Hearing the negative answer coming from the microphone, the senior vice president loosened his tie anxiously.

When he returned to the meeting room, he ran into the legal team holding the newly drafted supplementary agreement. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Liang Ranran's wrist:

"Miss, please wake up! These additional terms are all guaranteed by you personally. Do you know what this means?"

He grabbed the mineral water on the table and drank half of it, then pointed at Zhou Qi who was sitting quietly beside him:

"The credit contract of the group was originally stamped with the company seal. Even if the worst-case scenario is bankruptcy and liquidation, debt restructuring can still be mediated at the legal level.

You are putting your entire life and property on the line now. If something goes wrong, the creditors can just seal up the Liang family's ancestral home!"

Liang Ranran gently brushed his hand away, and glanced at the plaque on the wall that his father had written with his own hand: "Heavy Industry to Serve the Country":

"Uncle Yu, look at the layout of this office. It's exactly the same as when we started our business 20 years ago. Back then, my father dared to pledge his house to take military orders. Why shouldn't I dare to gamble today?"

"This time, that time!"

Yu Liguo was so anxious that he took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped them: "At that time, we had the core patents, and now the entire industry is in the pain period of transformation. That Zhou Qi..."

He lowered his voice and whispered, "The Chuanhai Capital under his name has been frantically selling heavy industry stocks in the secondary market recently. Do you really think he is here to help you out?"

Suddenly, flocks of swifts flew past the glass curtain wall. Liang Ranran looked at the lead-gray clouds and said softly:

"I believe in Zhou Qi. Although he is a businessman, he is a businessman with credibility and morality. Do you know what he often says?"

She traced the anti-counterfeiting watermark on the contract cover with her fingertips: "He said, 'A true entrepreneur is betting on the prosperity of the country.'"

Liang Ranran clearly remembered that at the banquet, Zhou Qi analyzed the hidden dangers of technological monopoly in front of his father, and remembered the firm expression on his face when he said this.