Li Ye was preparing to leave. Although he had only stayed in Zhucheng for a little over half a month, he had done everything that needed doing.
He had completed the distribution of power in the new factory, recruited the first batch of employees, and finalized the construction plans for the new factory.
Besides that, Li Ye had also done some things he "shouldn't have done."
He had genuinely pulled strings for Zhucheng, bringing in Pengcheng Red Bull and Fenghua Apparel, both of which had expressed interest in building a juice beverage base and a garment-processing base in Zhucheng.
As a result, when Li Ye was about to return to the capital, the people seeing him off were truly "reluctant to part."
"Director Li, you're leaving far too soon. We've been running around nonstop these past few days and haven't properly hosted you."
"I can't help it. There's still a huge pile of work waiting in the capital. I can't rob Peter to pay Paul."
You want to host me properly? You want to nail down the investment matters!
Li Ye certainly would not stay behind to be "properly hosted," even though hospitality in those days really came with few restrictions.
Friendship was friendship, business was business. Even Old Madam knew it was hard to haggle with acquaintances. The investments Li Ye had brought in were all his own family's businesses. Now that it was time to negotiate terms, he could not yield even a penny. If he stayed in Zhucheng any longer, he would only get in the way.
"Oh my, then we'll pay you a visit in the capital another day. We truly must thank you."
"If you want to thank someone, Leader, you might as well thank Wang Jinyu. Without his persistence and foresight, we might never