Trying to Intimidate Me with Power? Sorry, I Have More Than You

In just a few days, the Beauty Series had become a household name in Haikou City. What young woman didn't want one?

They all saw the Beauty Series' enormous future potential and were more than willing to invest early.

Even with the steep price of becoming a distributor, they believed they wouldn't lose money.

Events later proved that their decision had been right.

Meanwhile, at Honglai Restaurant.

"Director Li, please, you must accept this gift!"

"Oh? A Three-Legged Golden Toad made of pure gold? Mr. Chen, isn't this gift a little too expensive?"

"Hehehe, there is a small favor I'd like to ask of you, Director Li. Don't worry, it's only a small favor!"

In a private room on the top floor, a bald man with sparse eyebrows, a fat head, and large ears grinned as he handed the Three-Legged Golden Toad to the man beside him.

The man beside him took the Three-Legged Golden Toad and hefted it in his hand, inwardly surprised. This was no small sum. The other man must want something, or he wouldn't have offered such an extravagant gift.

Sure enough, he did have a favor to ask.

"Let's hear it first!"

The man addressed as Director Li didn't rush to agree. He took a sip of tea, maintaining an indifferent air.

"Well, isn't there a clothing line that's been really popular lately? I thought the clothes looked quite good, so I wanted to buy some from that company. But they demanded an outrageous price—45 yuan per piece, wholesale..."

"Hehehe, I was hoping you could give that company some trouble, Director Li. If you could get the owner to come out for a meal, that would be even better!"

Mr. Chen explained at length, wearing a sleazy grin. The more Director Li listened, the more familiar it sounded.

A clothing line that's been wildly popular lately? Could he mean the Beauty Series?

Director Li knew all too well who owned the business behind the Beauty Series. He was slightly taken aback, but his expression remained impassive as he said, "You wouldn't happen to mean the Beauty Series produced by the Lin Clothing Factory, would you?"

"Yes, yes, that's the one from the Lin Clothing Factory! That lousy company is unbelievably arrogant. A businessman of my stature went to discuss a deal with them, and they only sent a sales department manager to meet me. What an insult!"

"And how could a lousy piece of clothing possibly cost 45 yuan wholesale? They were obviously ripping me off, treating me like a pig to be slaughtered. Director Li, you have to give that company a good hard time and teach them a lesson..."

Mr. Chen nodded, his mouth running nonstop as he complained about the Lin Group.

Watching him, Director Li didn't know whether to laugh or sigh.

After listening to his nonsense for a long while, Director Li finally took a leisurely sip of tea and said, "Mr. Chen, since your company has some ties to my mother's side of the family, let me give you a word of warning. The Lin company is not someone you can afford to cross!"

Director Li felt helpless as well. If they hadn't been distantly related, with an attitude like that, he would have had the man arrested and sent straight to Mr. Lin long ago.

"What? How is that possible? Doesn't the Lin company only have one million yuan in registered capital? The new branch I set up this year has five million..."

At Director Li's words, Mr. Chen was first incredulous, then unwilling to believe it. He couldn't understand what sort of person could frighten Director Li, who was on the verge of becoming deputy mayor, so badly.

"Heh, you fool. Do you think a nobody like you can just look up their connections? Let me tell you the truth: the previous Municipal Party Secretary's surname was Lin!"

Seeing how stupid Mr. Chen was, Director Li lost all interest in continuing the conversation.

There was no reason to offend someone important for the sake of a nobody. He set the Three-Legged Golden Toad on the table and left without looking back.

"The previous Municipal Party Secretary's surname was Lin!!! Fuck! So he's a princeling! No wonder! Shit, I even cursed out their sales department manager. I'm done for!"

"I have to apologize right away, make amends right away..."

Mr. Chen wasn't stupid. Thinking back over what had happened, he immediately understood.

His face turned deathly pale, and the fingers holding his cigarette trembled slightly. Even smoking couldn't calm him down now.

Once he gathered his wits, he immediately told his driver to prepare lavish gifts and headed straight for the Lin company.

This time, Mr. Chen was exceedingly respectful, even showing a measure of humility and eagerness to please.

Not only did he apologize to the sales department manager, he also signed up for exclusive distribution rights in a provincial capital, hoping to curry favor, demonstrate his sincerity, and make amends.

As it turned out, securing distribution rights for that provincial capital later earned him a fortune.

He deeply regretted not signing up for a few more cities back then.

Lin Chao Ci added up the money paid by distributors over the past few days, the money from wholesale clothing orders, and the earnings from retail sales.

The total was staggering: over forty million yuan.

And that was with most people still waiting to see how things went. They hadn't dared to secure wholesale distribution rights for an entire city, choosing instead to buy a few thousand garments to take back and sell.

Otherwise, the total could have been even higher, easily topping a hundred million.

There was now more worship and admiration in Fang Miaoke's gaze when she looked at Lin Chao Ci, along with a few feelings she couldn't quite explain.

It was the worship one felt for an idol, the admiration one held for the strong.

Lin Chao Ci had earned tens of millions in just a few days.

Tens of millions! Not a few thousand or a few hundred yuan. Before this, Fang Miaoke had only ever heard sums measured in tens of thousands on television.

The old Fang Miaoke might not have earned that much in hundreds of lifetimes, yet Lin Chao Ci had done it in a matter of days.

He was far more impressive than those so-called stock market gurus and financial tycoons in Hong Kong.

Fang Miaoke now felt that her boss could do anything. Her admiration for him had become almost blind.

"Boss, these are the financial reports and earnings figures for the past few days... The National Broadcasting Station has agreed to charge a hundred thousand yuan per one-minute advertisement, but they have a condition: we must buy more than ten ads..."

Fang Miaoke reported to Lin Chao Ci.

"Only a hundred thousand per ad? That's too cheap. Let's book a full day first. Twenty-four hours—every advertising slot that day belongs to the Lin Group!"

"And launch the new line at the same time—the Goddess of the Luo River Series! Price the cheapest garment at 588 yuan..."

Lin Chao Ci was extraordinarily lavish, intending to book an entire day's advertising on the National Broadcasting Station.

The National Broadcasting Station had at least tens of millions of viewers and listeners. If most people weren't still so poor that they didn't even own a radio, its audience would certainly have exceeded a hundred million.

That alone showed the National Broadcasting Station's influence.

Spending this much now was meant to make earning money easier later.

Lin Chao Ci had also launched a new series specifically to rake in money from the wealthy.

In this era, an ordinary civil servant's monthly salary was only one or two thousand yuan.

If an ordinary person really wanted to buy a garment priced at 588 yuan, they would have to scrimp and save for at least four or five months.

"Understood!"

Fang Miaoke knew her boss must have his reasons for doing this.

All she needed to do was trust him unconditionally and follow his instructions without question.

Fang Miaoke now had a blind confidence in Lin Chao Ci, believing that every decision he made was right.