Chapter 165: Chapter 135: How to Handle It (Three-in-One)
"Alright." Qi Yun nodded with satisfaction, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to the other, and after lighting it, continued, "Then let’s split the money."
"7.4 million, after deducting the 5 million cost, this time the profit is 2.4 million. According to our initial agreement, your share is 30 percent, which is 720,000. The remaining 6.68 million, you can transfer directly to my account. If there are any tax issues, I’ll have the finance team liaise with you."
Cao Yufei hurriedly shook his head upon hearing this, "No, you forgot about that batch of Tufuling that got burned. The cost of those medicinal materials alone was 1.5 million; the responsibility lies with me. I should compensate you. If we sell at that batch’s price, it should be..."
"Okay, enough." Qi Yun interrupted with a wave, "Nobody wants to see a fire incident; it’s an uncontrollable factor, and you shouldn’t bear the loss alone. Let’s not talk about the past."
"Moreover, I’ve not been around recently, and you’ve been handling all of this alone; you deserve this money."
After hearing this, Cao Yunfei took a deep drag on his cigarette, glanced at Qi Yun with a trace of gratitude in his eyes, and said slowly, "Old Qi, you’re a man of feelings, but as your older brother, I have my principles. Our friendship is one thing, business is another."
"When we made the initial agreement, the responsibilities of each were clearly defined. The issue with the goods happened under my watch, so I should bear the responsibility. No reason to only take the benefits, right?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Yun sighed, suddenly thinking this guy seemed a bit like Liu Meng, stubbornly principled.
He pondered for a moment before suggesting a compromise, "Alright, then let’s do as you say, but consider that batch of medicinal materials as just 1.5 million. Just act like you owe me 1.5 million and give me an IOU."
"The 720,000 is your deserved share. Take it first to keep the factory running; pay me back once you earn the money."
"That’s it; don’t say any more. Be a man!"
Cao Yufei’s eyes slightly reddened, his heart filled with emotion, and he nodded vigorously, "Thanks. I’ll remember this in my heart. In the future, if there’s anything you need me for, just say the word."
Qi Yun blew out a smoke ring, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Alright, you’ve made money, cheer up a bit. What’s with the emotional scenes?"
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After leaving the pharmaceutical factory, noting the time was about right, Qi Yun drove to Old Feng’s hotpot restaurant.
After being away for a few days, the neighboring shop had already been renovated and started operating.
In the usual spot in the corner, Old Feng brought over a pot of hot tea, and the two sat down for a chat.
"Has anything happened at the store recently?" Qi Yun sipped a bit of tea from his cup.
Old Feng shook his head, "The owner of the opposite hotpot restaurant came over the next day to apologize, bringing 20,000 yuan. I didn’t take it, but he wouldn’t leave, so I put it on his membership card."
Qi Yun chuckled upon hearing this, and after thinking for a moment, understood what was going on.
This guy got wind of it and was afraid of retaliation.
"He’s quite perceptive then, huh?"
Old Feng, rarely joking, showed a smile, "Witnessed the influence of Director Qi."
As they were chatting, Zhang Dayong pushed the door open and came in.
Qi Yun quickly stepped forward to greet him, "Director Zhang is here, have a seat, please."
Old Feng also greeted and then went to the front desk to work.
Zhang Dayong smiled and waved, sitting opposite Qi Yun, "Sorry I’m late; traffic was heavy."
Qi Yun picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for him, and replied, "I just got here as well, chatted with Old Feng for a bit."
"Shall we eat something? The usual dish?"
"Sure, the usual." Zhang Dayong nodded.
"Are we drinking a bit today?" Qi Yun continued to ask.
Zhang Dayong furrowed his brow, showing a bit of a dilemma, "I probably can’t drink with you today. There are many tasks at the bureau, and I may have missions at any time. Drinking might cause issues, I need to stay alert."
Qi Yun didn’t insist and nodded understandingly, "Alright, then let’s just have some tea."
The waiter quickly brought over a big table of dishes, and the two enjoyed hotpot while chatting.
"Why did you head into the desert in the no-man’s land?"
Qi Yun chuckled, "Didn’t I donate that meteorite I found to the museum before? This time, I had nothing to do and decided to try my luck again. In the end, I didn’t find a meteorite but dug up something else."
"It’s all in my car; let’s take a look after lunch."
Zhang Dayong raised his eyebrows slightly, showing curiosity, "Oh? Dug up something else? Sounds like you made quite a haul."
"Sure, after eating, I’ll go check it out and see what treasure you’ve discovered."
Qi Yun added a chopstick of food to the pot and said with a smile, "Honestly, this time in the desert, I had quite an adventurous experience. If it weren’t for you sending someone out to meet me, my life might’ve been left there."
"So, great kindness expresses no thanks!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dayong waved his hand, "We’re friends; you’ve helped me plenty of times too. No need for such formal words."
"As long as you’re alright, it’s fine. Be careful from now on."
Qi Yun nodded, "Mm, learned my lesson this time."
After finishing their hotpot, the two went to the parking lot in front of the restaurant and got into Qi Yun’s BMW 5 Series.
"Take a look, see if there’s anything you fancy. If you’re not too formal, pick a couple of pieces for your wife." Qi Yun handed over the package from the back seat, opened it on the armrest, and said.
Zhang Dayong leaned over curiously, his gaze resting on the open package filled with jewelry.
His gaze lingered on a string of vivid green necklace for a while, then he lifted his head and said, "These things are too precious; I can’t accept them."
Qi Yun chuckled and didn’t insist further.