Lin Beauty's words were actually a very low-level tactic, but ordinary people really would fall for it.
However, Liu Menglong's intelligence was ultimately above average. He nodded decisively. "Mm, private lending is no big deal. Since I dared to borrow, naturally I'm confident I can repay it."
What confidence did he have of repaying it? But at a time like this, he absolutely could not drop the ball—his own dignity did not matter, but he had to help Old Third preserve his.
Lin Beauty also had a profile on Liu Menglong and basically understood what kind of person he was. With Guojia Machinery behind her, it was just that impressive; finding out about someone was not difficult at all.
So she felt there was no need to be overly polite to him. "It's good that you have confidence in Feng Jun, and we also believe in the bond between you two classmates, but... wouldn't it be better to walk on two legs?"
"I've always walked on two legs, not hopped around on one," Liu Boss showed a rare bit of humor, though it made his stance clear. "I don't think there's any need to rely on outside help."
"No, you do," Lin Beauty stated bluntly. "You may have coordinated these two factories, but there are many more that you aren't capable of following up on. You need our support."
"I think you're being a little too confident," Liu Menglong said, somewhat annoyed yet helpless. "I can follow up with whoever I want. As long as Feng Jun approves, I can take however many factories I want... Old Third said funding isn't a problem."
In truth, the moment he said the words "Old Third," most of his confidence had drained away. He had already revealed his trump card.
But Lin Beauty