Chapter 14: Securing a Minimum Annual Profit of Fifty Million for Your Toy Factory!
Li Youtian’s eyes flickered for a moment, then he nodded firmly. “Alright, let’s find a place to discuss this in detail right now!”
Although he wasn’t entirely convinced by Lin Wendong’s ideas, Mang Village was truly out of options.
The toy factory had been losing money year after year. If they didn’t take action soon, closure was inevitable within days.
Better to hear out this young man’s suggestions—at worst, it would be a last-ditch effort with minimal loss.
Lin Wendong led Li Youtian to the village committee office in their neighboring Ta Village.
They were alone now.
Li Youtian couldn’t help but ask eagerly, “Let’s not beat around the bush. What exactly is your plan?”
Lin Wendong chuckled lightly. “Director Li, I have to be upfront—I’m not going to tell you for free!”
Li Youtian understood the implication immediately. After a moment’s thought, he said, “Alright then, if it really works, Mang Village will give you twenty percent of the annual profits!”
Twenty percent of the profits.
While not overly generous, Li Youtian considered this quite sincere.
But the young man shook his head and held up five fingers. “No! Fifty percent of the annual profits!”
“What?!” Li Youtian’s pupils contracted in disbelief.
He suddenly stood up, furious. “That’s outrageous! Fifty percent? That’s half the profits!”
He turned to leave.
“How arrogant! We don’t even know if your plan works, and you dare ask for half the profits? Who gave you the nerve?!”
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Just as Li Youtian turned around, Lin Wendong’s lazy voice rang in his ear.
“If you cooperate with us, I can’t guarantee everything, but I guarantee one thing: your toy factory’s annual profit will never be less than fifty million!”
Li Youtian, already halfway out the door, shuddered at those words.
“Fifty million?!”
What kind of figure was that? Even at its peak, their toy factory barely made a million a year.
Otherwise, Mang Village wouldn’t be so notoriously poor, just like Ta Village.
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Now… this young man confidently promised a guaranteed minimum profit of fifty million a year?!
The shock in Li Youtian’s heart was beyond measure.
“Fifty million? Fifty million!”
“Even if we give them half, that’s still twenty-five million for us. But… how could our rundown toy factory possibly make fifty million a year?!”
Li Youtian’s mind raced, but only a minute had passed.
“Well, Director Li, do you want to hear the plan first?”
Lin Wendong’s voice came again. Li Youtian swallowed hard, trying to calm himself.
He turned back and instinctively wiped nonexistent sweat from his brow. Though eager to know the plan, he forced an indifferent expression—but his demeanor had already betrayed him.
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“What exactly do you mean? The foreign market? Do people over there really care about our toy guns?”
Li Youtian narrowed his eyes skeptically.
Foreign countries were different from China. Take the United States for example—they didn’t restrict guns and could buy real firearms anytime.
Why would they bother with toy guns?
“No!” Suddenly, Li Youtian had a suspicion and tentatively asked, “Are you planning to use our Mang Village toy guns as real firearms to scam foreigners?”
The moment he said this, he felt it was the most likely scenario.
“Scam? That’s illegal. We in Ta Village don’t do illegal things,” Lin Wendong replied calmly, shaking his head.
“Uh…?” Seeing his serious expression, Li Youtian was momentarily stunned.
“How else could we make Mang Village’s toy factory earn fifty million a year?”
He couldn’t figure it out himself.
“Director Li, rest assured, it’s completely legal. And I said ‘guaranteed minimum’ fifty million. When the market’s good, it might even reach hundreds of millions,” Lin Wendong chuckled.
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The temptation in those words was enormous.
Imagine your monthly salary was only two thousand five hundred yuan, and unstable at that. Suddenly, someone tells you they’ll pay five million a month if you give them half?
Who would refuse?
“This isn’t impossible. If the plan works, fifty percent it is!” After much internal struggle, Li Youtian gritted his teeth and said.
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The toy factory was already on the brink of collapse. If the plan worked, everyone would be happy.
If it didn’t, the fifty percent share would just become a joke.
Seeing Li Youtian agree, Lin Wendong wasted no time drafting two contracts and printed them using the village committee’s printer.
He didn’t trust Mang Village.
After all, in today’s world, a verbal agreement involving tens of millions was risky. If greed took over later, they could easily back out.
Having graduated from law school, Lin Wendong drafted airtight contracts.
Moreover, the contracts didn’t name Lin Wendong personally but the collective entity of Ta Village.
This created a firewall.
Though confident his plan was fully legal, what if something went wrong?
The law rarely prosecuted groups. By naming Ta Village, Lin Wendong avoided being the primary liable party.
Li Youtian examined the contracts carefully. Finding no issues, he signed his name.
“Alright, now can you tell me the plan?” he asked.
Lin Wendong smiled faintly, no longer hiding anything. “Director Li, what does the Middle East lack most?”
“The Middle East?” Li Youtian was taken aback. “That region is plagued by countless countries and armed groups. War is commonplace. What they lack most must be weapons!”
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