Shanghai suburbs.
In a conference room piled with packed cardboard boxes in a twenty-story office building, a brown-haired white man with a high-bridged nose sat on one side of the conference table, staring at Li Tinghui across from him as though quietly waiting for something.
The clock on the wall ticked quietly. When the hour hand reached the mark, it made a soft click.
As if that sound had interrupted his thoughts, Li Tinghui, who had been sitting motionless, finally moved.
He took a deep breath and closed the contract on the table.
"I'm sorry, but I can't accept your proposal."
This was an acquisition contract, not for Bibi Charging, but for him personally.
It had to be said that the price Mr. Bevis offered was indeed extremely tempting.
He had gone to enormous lengths to trade 60% of the company's shares to Starry Sky Technology for ten million yuan in financing, and that ten million wasn't even his own money. Yet Tesla was now willing to buy the remaining 40% of his shares for ten million yuan.
If he agreed, he would receive that ten million yuan directly.
Of course, if he agreed, it would also mean that he would be out of the picture, completely losing control of Bibi Charging. And the Bibi Charging he had founded would go from a promising charging-station company to a battlefield where Starry Sky Technology and Tesla fought for dominance in the charging-station sector.
"That's all right. We didn't expect to reach a deal in one meeting," the white man said as he rose to his feet, unsurprised by Li Tinghui's answer and wearing an unconcerned smile. "But I still hope you'll think it over carefully. After all..."
After pausing for a moment, he continued.
"You're facing a behemoth with assets exceeding