Chapter 19: Quoting the Young Heiress Again—This Time, One Hundred Million!-O preço do F2 oferecido pelo influenciador é bastante razoável, não acha?(Senhor Jack, o Magnífico)

The next day, early morning, 8 a.m.

Liang Yuzhu had a simple breakfast, glanced at the phone on the dining table, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to check Weibo.

She had no idea how the battle had gone last night, nor what those trolls might have replied in the end.

She knew she couldn’t confront those trolls. They were too shameless and professional; with the vocabulary in her mind, she simply couldn’t fight back.

Sure enough, these things needed Wang Yang’s handling. She wasn’t good at dealing with such matters...

Knock, knock, knock.

While she was lost in thought, a heavy knock suddenly sounded at the door.

Startled, Liang Yuzhu grabbed a nearby spatula with her free hand, eyes alert toward the door, as a flood of thoughts rushed through her mind.

Who would be knocking at her door so early?

The property management? The gas company? Or perhaps... some unknown neighbor?

Or maybe a troll from Weibo who had tracked down her address, intending revenge...

“President Liang, open up, it’s me, Wang Yang.”

At that moment, Wang Yang’s voice came from outside. The tenseness in Liang Yuzhu’s nerves instantly eased upon hearing it.

It really was Wang Yang...

Last night’s events had left her on edge, her mind swirling with all sorts of possibilities, making her like a startled bird, easily frightened by the slightest noise.

Approaching the security door, she looked through the peephole to see Wang Yang and confirmed no one was behind him. Relieved, she opened the door.

“Is there... something you need?” She opened a small gap, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Yang.

Wang Yang smiled. “Sorry for not giving you a heads-up. I have some errands to run today. I’ve contacted several banks and decided to take out a few more loans.”

“Ah... more loans?” Liang Yuzhu’s expression tensed, her eyes flickering with unease.

Wang Yang nodded. “Is it convenient? If so, it’s better if I come in and talk.”

“Uh... just a moment.” Liang Yuzhu blushed slightly, quickly closed the door, changed her clothes, then reopened the door.

“No need to change slippers,” she said.

Wang Yang nodded and entered, sitting on the sofa. “Here’s the thing: there’s still a balance due on the fighter jets, and repairing them will require a large sum. We can’t make money with just that pile of scrap.”

“I understand.” Liang Yuzhu sat beside him, lowering her head nervously. “So, how much loan are we talking about this time?”

“My initial estimate is about 100 million yuan,” Wang Yang said, frowning as he calculated roughly in his mind.

Liang Yuzhu suddenly looked up, eyes wide with shock. “One hundred million?”

Then she realized she’d lost her composure and quickly lowered her head, clutching her pants tightly. “T-that much...?”

“Yes. Some instruments and materials are hard to come by, might cost extra or need to be bought through other channels. But don’t worry, I’ll do my best to compress costs and ensure our profit,” Wang Yang said firmly.

Before coming, he had already consulted with the system.

All the instruments and materials needed to repair the fighter jets could be purchased at cost from the system’s mall.

After spending the previous night consolidating the required equipment and materials, accounting for the outstanding balance and some working capital as a reserve, the estimated funding gap was about 100 million.

With that amount, he could fully commit to turning those two F-22 fighter jet shells into two fully functional, brand-new F-22s.

“I’m not worried about that part. I just... are you sure it will make money?” Liang Yuzhu hesitated.

After all, they had already borrowed 30 million before. Her company was not only flat broke on paper but also burdened with 30 million in debt. Adding another 100 million loan would bring the total debt to 130 million.

Even if she never ate or drank for the rest of her life and took a job paying over ten thousand yuan a month, she couldn’t possibly repay that amount.

“I guarantee it will make money this time, and the profit won’t be less than that amount,” Wang Yang said confidently, holding up his palm fully open, signaling “five”.

“Besides, this project has no risk. You saw it yourself—customs only performed routine checks and deemed it a pile of worthless scrap iron. Once I finish the restoration, it’ll be a brand-new F-22 fighter jet. Our returns will be unimaginable,” Wang Yang added.

The room grew somewhat heavy with tension.

Liang Yuzhu sat silently on the sofa, lips pressed tightly, pants wrinkled from her grasp.

She was still wrestling with whether to agree to this loan.

But if she didn’t take the loan now, all the upfront investment would be wasted. Like Wang Yang said, the scrap in the warehouse wasn’t really F-22s—it was just unwanted junk.

Only if Wang Yang repaired them would they become truly valuable F-22 fighter jets.

Even for the sake of the prior investment and the 30 million debt on her shoulders, she had to take a chance...

“Have the banks been contacted? Am I really sure I can get that much loan?” Liang Yuzhu asked tentatively.

Wang Yang smiled. “Don’t worry, President Liang. I’ve planned it all out. Using loan refinancing, we can get not just 100 million, but even 200 million if needed.”

At this, Liang Yuzhu shivered and hurriedly shook her hand. “No need for 200 million. If 100 million is enough, then just get 100 million...”

“Good. Then let’s not waste time. Shall we go now?” Wang Yang stood and straightened his suit.

Liang Yuzhu nodded and stood. “Okay... I’ll go get my ID.”

After retrieving her ID, she left with Wang Yang. Seated in the front passenger seat, she pursed her lips, staring ahead at the road, feeling uneasy.

“By the way, don’t pay attention to those trolls online. Just think of them as a pack of barking dogs. When dogs bark at you, you have two choices: one is to find a way to leave and ignore them,” Wang Yang said.

“The other is to pick up something nearby that can intimidate those dogs and knock them down so they won’t dare bark again.”

“If you don’t have the ability to knock those dogs down and stop them from barking, then just ignore them and walk away.”

Wang Yang turned to look at her, smiling gently.

Liang Yuzhu was momentarily startled, meeting his gaze. After a brief exchange of glances, she lowered her head quietly and softly said, “Okay, I understand...”