I was born again and I just want to concentrate on making money

That's how things were settled.

Zhang Ting felt that she had watched the most tense drama on the spot, and it was not until she came out of the reception room, got into the car, and walked for a long time that she finally came back to her senses.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her head and asked Lin Qing, "Sister, is this a failure of our acquisition?"

At this time, Lin Qing has returned to her usual way of getting along with her sisters: "Actually, I have no plan to acquire them at all. My plan has always been just to inject capital."

Zhang Ting's eyes widened in shock: "No, sister, I really didn't see this, but it made me so nervous, what kind of rules are you talking about?"

Lin Qing took a napkin and handed it to Zhang Ting: "Look at your sweat, wipe it off. It's normal to be nervous now. After a lot of experience in the future, it will be fine."

Zhang Ting gently printed the napkin on her face, letting it slowly absorb the sweat on her face.

Lin Qing took this opportunity to teach her: "Tingting, you have to leave an impression of what happened today, remember, and ask the higher authorities to win."

"Ah, so it is." Zhang Ting took off the napkin from her face, and suddenly felt that the world in front of her eyes became clearer, because she finally understood Lin Qing's thoughts today.

"But sister, we don't have that much money at all?" This practical problem has always troubled Zhang Ting.

Lin Qing comforted: "Let's go to Duan Yongping's house first, and we'll talk about funds later."

Zhang Ting recalled what Lin Qing said in Zhang Hao's office just now, and suddenly realized: "Sister, do you want Duan Yongping to be the director of the factory?!"

Lin Qing nodded.

Zhang Ting rarely said a foul language: "Damn it, it shocked me for 800 years!"

"Sister, you let him resign from Xiaobawang first, and now you let him come back as Xiaobawang's factory director?"

"No, why? Isn't this a big circle and back to the original point?"

"I'm afraid that no matter how good-tempered Duan Yongping is, he won't be able to resist hitting you later!"

Ou Jie, who had been concentrating on driving without speaking, said coldly: "It's okay, I'm here."

Lin Qing looked out the window: "Hit? If you don't believe me, look, when I leave, Duan Yongping must go out piously to see you off."
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Not long after, the three of Lin Qing arrived at Duan Yongping's rather Japanese-style manor.

Because they didn't call beforehand, when Lin Qing and the others entered, Duan Yongping was sitting alone in front of the chessboard.

Holding a chess book in his left hand, he is playing chess with himself.

Ou Jie couldn't understand this kind of way: "Sister Qing, is he making trouble with himself?"

The speaker didn't intend to hear the listener, Lin Qing laughed loudly: "Yes, what you said is too right. He is a person who can't get along with himself."

Zhang Ting came to this yard for the first time, and everything she saw was very novel. On the contrary, seeing Duan Yongping, she found it boring.

When Lin Qing went in to meet Duan Yong, she and Ou Jie stayed on the corridor outside the door to rest.

Duan Yongping carefully made Lin Qing good tea, and after the two of them had a few cups back and forth, Duan Yongping felt that the conversation was right.

The feeling of seeing Lin Qing in this chess room and in the small courtyard of the Xinghuo shop last time was too unforgettable for him.

So he always wanted to talk to Lin Qing more carefully.

Lin Qing is not in a hurry, the matter of capital injection into Zhang Hao has been negotiated today, and there is no major matter waiting for her.

Persuading Duan Yongping can be regarded as a rest.

Although it's a little tiring to talk to someone as literary as him, his tea is not bad anyway.

Lin Qing was very patient, even though she had put down the teacup in her hand and was just sitting quietly, she still didn't speak hastily.

Duan Yongping pointed to the chessboard on his right hand: "Miss Lin, you overturned it last time. It took me several days to find all the chess pieces."

Lin Qing smiled and said, "Why don't you buy another pair?"

Duan Yongping said calmly: "I am a nostalgic person."

When Lin Qing heard this, he felt as if there was something in his words: "It seems that you still haven't let go of Xiaobawang in your heart."

Duan Yongping was a little surprised, is that so?
He smiled helplessly: "Why do you see it?"

Lin Qing pushed the empty cup in front of her forward, and Duan Yongping quickly filled it for her.

"If that wasn't the case, why would you still have the time to play chess at home? You have been busy in my office for a long time, let me show you a clear way."

After saying that, Lin Qing picked up the teacup and smelled it, yes, good tea.

Duan Yongping smiled embarrassedly: "Maybe."

In fact, that night, when Lin Qing didn't show him a clear way right away, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has already resigned, he has not completely let go of Xiao Bawang in his heart.

Lin Qing put down the teacup: "Just now I have already discussed with Zhang Hao, I want to inject 1000 million to Xiaobawang to save the factory."

Duan Yongping, who had been looking down at the chess record, raised his head for a moment, as if he had misheard: "What?"

Lin Qing was very calm: "You heard me right."

Duan Yongping clenched the chess record even more tightly, and many thoughts came to mind:

It was in this chess room that you came to tell me that if there is no solution, overturn the chessboard.

I think what you said is very reasonable, so I wrote my resignation letter that night.

I always thought that you had a bigger plan and would ask me to participate, but I didn't expect you to turn around and inject capital into Xiaobawang?
"Miss Lin, I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean." Duan Yongping's tone was really full of doubts.

Lin Qing said directly: "After I inject capital, I hope you will return to Xiaobawang to be the factory manager. Are you willing?"

Duan Yongping frowned slightly: "I'm not interested in fighting for power and profit. I like doing pure things. Technology is my life pursuit."

Lin Qing sighed slightly: "I didn't expect you to be so naive after fighting in the mall for so many years. If you don't have the right to speak, you can't guarantee that you can do what you like."

Duan Yongping didn't speak.

Lin Qing stood up: "Think about it carefully, and give me an answer tonight. Otherwise, I will arrange someone else to be the director of the factory."

Duan Yongping responded immediately: "Okay, I will think about it carefully."

Lin Qing walked out the door, Zhang Ting and Ou Jie naturally followed behind her, ready to leave together.

Duan Yongping sent them out.

Along the way, his mind was still in a mess, just like the corridor in this yard at this time, going around and going around, he would always return to the original point.

The few people went out without a word, and Lin Qing's car drove away quickly.

Zhang Ting looked at the rear view mirror and said, "Sister, Duan Yongping has been standing at the door. Do you think he will accept your proposal?"

Lin Qing replied decisively: "He will."

Ou Jie was obviously not interested in Duan Yongping's matter, she only had Lin Qing as the boss in her eyes: "Sister Qing, where shall we go now?"

Lin Qingdao: "Go to the western restaurant opposite Changhong, and call Xiaochun, and you can get off work after sending us there."

Zhang Ting was a little surprised: "Sister, is that the house where we first met Haizhi?"

"Yes, that's the one, go there, I have something to tell you."