"Okay, Mr. Ye,"
the private detective said. When Ye Chen heard this, he hung up the phone and drove the Bugatti Veyron toward the company where Li Kexin had just resigned. Li Kexin had almost been taken advantage of and turned into a victim. It would be unlike Ye Chen to let the matter slide. Along the way, the Bugatti Veyron seemed to command its own space on the road. A million-dollar luxury car basically created a "no-entry zone" around it, let alone a multi-million-dollar Bugatti Veyron. Even a casual scrape could result in maintenance fees of tens or even millions of yuan. If you didn't have a "gold mine" at home, who would dare to get too close? Ye Chen was in a pretty good mood as he saw other cars giving him a wide, respectful berth.
Half an hour later, Ye Chen arrived downstairs at the company building where Li Kexin had formerly worked. As soon as he got out of the car, a man wearing a cap, a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and sneakers approached him.
"Mr. Ye."
Ye Chen glanced at the man. He was thirty-five or six years old. His eyes weren't large, but they were sharp and alert. The only thing that marred his appearance was a noticeable scar on his forehead.
"This private detective seems to have a story..."
Ye Chen thought. Thinking of this, Ye Chen asked,
"Where's the information?"
Without delay, the man took out a folder from his briefcase and handed it to Ye Chen. Ye Chen took it, opened it, and after a brief look, began to read the profile of Yayi Cosmetics Co., Ltd. in detail. Three minutes later, Ye Chen's eyebrows raised involuntarily.
"You've even investigated the company's background so thoroughly. Amazing."
The private detective said with a serious face,
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Ye. I felt this information might be useful to you, so I took the liberty of investigating it last night."
Speaking of this, the private detective added,
"I included that as a bonus, free of charge. If you have any business in the future, Mr. Ye, I hope you'll consider me."
Ye Chen glanced at the private detective and said,
"You are very professional. If there is a need in the future, I will continue to look for you."
The private detective was slightly taken aback and then said,
"Thank you, Mr. Ye."
Ye Chen nodded, then took out his mobile phone, asked for the private detective's bank account number, and transferred 1 million yuan to him. The private detective, who received the payment reminder on his phone, was stunned again.
"Mr. Ye, this..."
Ye Chen said with a smile,
"Your extra investigation was very useful to me. You deserve it."
"Thank you, Mr. Ye."
After the private detective finished speaking, he gave Ye Chen a very solemn salute. Ye Chen smiled and said nothing, then turned around and went back to his car.
The private detective, seeing this, turned and left. There was a lot of information in the folder, and Ye Chen read it for half an hour. After reading all the information, Ye Chen let out a long breath.
"I originally just wanted to clean up that Manager Wang, but I didn't expect to stumble upon an unexpected windfall..."
Yayi Cosmetics Co., Ltd. was the full name of the company where Manager Wang worked. This company was different from what Ye Chen had imagined; it wasn't just a brand that outsourced its manufacturing. It had its own factory, and a very large one at that. This was due to its rapid development over the past few years, which had allowed Yayi Cosmetics Co., Ltd. to make a lot of profit. After that, the owner of the company had become ambitious and built a large cosmetics factory with first-class equipment. As a result, due to too many competitors, weak product competitiveness, and random, ineffective advertising, the business began to decline rapidly. The capital chain frequently broke, and profits became worse and worse. By now, it was almost on the verge of bankruptcy. Of course, this wasn't the important part. The important thing was that if Ye Chen wanted to acquire such a factory, it wouldn't be difficult. As for why Ye Chen wanted to buy a cosmetics factory, the reason was very simple: to produce the Whitening and Moisturizing Mask (Silver) and the Beauty Repair Cream (Gold) to verify their effects. If they were good, Ye Chen would officially enter the cosmetics industry and start making serious money.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen took out his mobile phone and called the number of the owner of Yayi Cosmetics Co., Ltd. Not long after, the call connected.
"Hello? Who is it?" a tired voice answered.
"He sounds so exhausted, like he hasn't had a good rest..."
Ye Chen thought. Thinking of this, Ye Chen's mouth curled up, and he said,
"Boss Song, I want to buy your factory."
As soon as Ye Chen's simple and rude words landed, the person on the other side was obviously stunned. A normal acquisition would usually start with some communication, but the first step in communication should be a self-introduction. Ye Chen's approach was shockingly direct: he opened by saying he wanted to buy the factory. After a long while, Boss Song said,
"Hello, who are you?"
Ye Chen said again, simply and rudely,
"Don't worry about who I am. I just want to know I intend to buy the factory. Are you selling or not?"
The phone was silent for a while.
"I'll sell. But it must be paid in full. Do you agree or not?"
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said,
"No problem. Then, shall we meet and talk?"
"Okay, let's meet and talk. Come to my company."
"Okay, wait for me for three minutes."
After Ye Chen finished speaking, he hung up the phone and found the document with Manager Wang's information on it.
"It's time for you to go in and serve a few years in prison..."
He murmured to himself.