I Can Control Resources

The statement, "I’m giving you a chance," was incredibly direct.

The expressions of Fang Yuan and the three directors shifted slightly.

However, none of them felt Gao Neng’s statement was out of line, because not long ago, they had signed an outrageous agreement with him.

This was the greatest advantage Gao Neng had gained by taking two steps back.

He was standing on the moral high ground!

’You see? I signed such a ridiculously one-sided agreement with you without a second thought. How much trust does that show I, Gao Neng, have in your Celestial King Group?’

’This is a heart of pure, shining sincerity!’

’If a heart this sincere can’t earn the same from your Celestial King Group in return, then when I, Gao Neng, turn my back on you, you’ll have no one to blame but yourselves!’

The expressions on the faces of Fang Yuan and the three directors changed rapidly.

They were all old foxes who had navigated the business world for decades. If they couldn’t see the problem now, they never would have been able to build the largest military-industrial conglomerate in the entire Alliance.

’How humiliating!’

’A few seasoned veterans like us, actually letting Gao Neng get the upper hand at the negotiating table today?’

And the source of this advantage...

...was the paper agreement lying on the table!

With this agreement signed, Gao Neng could act with impunity. No matter how ruthless he became, the Celestial King Group would just have to chalk it up to bad luck.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, his hand brushing across the table. He picked up his half-empty glass of wine, seemed about to raise it, but then set it down again.

"Mr. Gao, are you that confident you can become the Speaker?" one of the directors asked, glancing at Fang Yuan before finally speaking again.

"Of course. If I weren’t confident, why would I have signed this agreement with the Celestial King Group, right?" Gao Neng pushed the agreement forward on the table.

"Er..." The director was speechless.

"In that case, Mr. Gao, please tell us your plan. And... what you need the Celestial King Group to do!" one of the other directors said after he and his colleague exchanged a look.

"So, Uncles, does this mean you’re willing to cooperate with me?" Gao Neng said with a smile, looking at the three directors before him.

"Naturally," the three directors nodded.

"Since we’re going to cooperate, shouldn’t you show some good faith?" Gao Neng didn’t reveal his plan right away, instead continuing with a smile.

"This..." The three directors were all taken aback.

Fang Yuan, however, simply shook his head. His gaze fell on the three signed agreements in front of him, and he heaved a heavy sigh.

"Tear them up."

"Chairman!" The three directors cried out in alarm.

"If we’re cooperating, then we must treat each other with sincerity. Is this kind of unequal, high-stakes agreement how the Celestial King Group works with its friends?" Fang Yuan asked, looking at the three directors.

"Chairman... you are right. We were rash!" The three directors glanced at each other. They were men who had followed Fang Yuan through thick and thin; none of them were mediocre. Sometimes, a subtle hint was all they needed to understand what Fang Yuan was thinking.

’The agreement on the table looked good.’

’But it was like a flower in a mirror or the moon on the water—beautiful but untouchable. If you really treat others as fools, then you’re the biggest fool of all.’

RRRRIP!

The three directors tore the agreements to shreds.

Fang Tangtang, however, stared wide-eyed at the scene. She still couldn’t understand how on earth Gao Neng had managed to persuade Fang Yuan and the three directors.

’It was such a great agreement...’

’Why did they just rip it up?’

’Most importantly, if they were just going to tear it up, why spend so much time and energy signing it in the first place?’

"Mr. Gao, your methods are brilliant. We’re in awe. Come, the three of us will toast you!" After ripping up the agreements, the three directors seemed to finally let out a sigh of relief, a feeling of ease washing over them.

"Thank you, Uncles!" Gao Neng immediately stood up.

Shen Ning’Er also took this opportunity to pick up her wine glass, raising it toward Fang Yuan and the three directors. "Ning’Er toasts Grandpa Fang and the three Uncles!"

"Yes, yes, excellent!"

"Please, everyone, eat!"

"Yes, let’s all eat, let’s all eat!"

The atmosphere finally returned to normal.

A sense of harmony filled the air.

Fang Yuan also picked up his chopsticks then, placing a piece of meat in Fang Tangtang’s bowl with the benevolent expression of a grandfather doting on his granddaughter.

After everyone had eaten a few bites, Gao Neng finally set down his chopsticks once more.

"I need some initial funding," Gao Neng said directly, no longer beating around the bush. "The amount isn’t massive, but it’s not small, either."

"How much?" The three directors immediately stopped eating.

"One to two thousand. You three Uncles can decide on the exact amount. My only requirement is that it’s in my account within two days, because I will spend all of it within five days!" Gao Neng continued.

"Spend one or two hundred billion within five days?!" Even though the directors were mentally prepared, they were still taken aback by the figure.

"Yes." Gao Neng nodded calmly.

"Can you tell us what it’s for, specifically?" the directors asked after exchanging a look.

"I can only say... it’s an investment in materials with evolutionary properties. I can’t disclose the specifics, but the more I invest, the more of these evolved materials there will be," Gao Neng continued.

"Wait. You said the more evolved materials there *will* be, not that there *might* be more. Is that correct?" one of the directors asked, his eyes narrowing.