"Dream on!"
Bai Ningbing pouted in playful reproach.
Dream on? Complaining with her words but her body can’t lie, huh? Her behavior in the latter half just now was nothing like that. Luofeng knew she wanted to respond but had no idea how to do so. So? Practice makes perfect, is that the key?
"By the way, what would you like to eat?"
Bai Ningbing began to ponder. "There’s so much I want to eat; I miss the food here. How about we go to the Jar beef rice noodles behind the school?"
"Sure!" Luofeng nodded.
As the Lamborghini left the airport, Luofeng familiarly set the navigation.
「An hour later.」
They arrived at the school branch road. It was just the time when students were heading back after their meals. A luxury car like that was bound to attract attention. Several people even recognized Bai Ningbing. But what about Luofeng? Forget about him, it seemed. No one recognized him? It looks like beauties truly are beauties.
While eating rice noodles, Luofeng was, of course, also checking the information on that hip-hop young man. Obviously, the friends in the group had managed to dig up some information about him. The guy’s name was Li Quan, a junior college student from Shanghai Tourism College. His family business was called Shanghai Xingxin Steel Sales Company. Its total assets were about one billion.
No wonder he wasn’t scared when he saw me. Instead, he wanted to provoke me into hitting him? Then he most likely planned to use his connections to take me down, right? But in reality, one billion in assets for a steel company was largely inflated. After all, most of a steel company’s assets are tied up in steel inventory.
"This company’s name... why does it sound so familiar?" Luofeng wondered. I must have heard of this company recently.
"Luofeng, do you have anything important to attend to?" Bai Ningbing asked, noticing he was constantly looking at his phone.
"Nothing much, I just found out the identity of that kid we encountered earlier. I’m trying to recall where I’ve heard of his family’s company!" Luofeng said, then suddenly exclaimed, "I remember now!"
As he spoke, he dialed Tangya’s number. "Auntie, it’s Luofeng. I’ve picked up Ningbing, and we’re having something to eat. I’ll bring Ningbing back to you later in the evening."
"Okay, got it," Tangya replied indifferently.
"Hold on, Auntie, do you remember a steel sales company called Xingxin?"
When Tangya heard Luofeng talking about work-related matters, she became serious. "That company... aren’t they one of Jiamei’s ancillary suppliers? For specifics, you might want to ask your father."
"Oh, thank you, Auntie," Luofeng smiled slightly.
"Remember to bring Ningbing back early!" Tangya couldn’t help but remind him.
"Don’t worry, Auntie!" Luofeng grinned mischievously. Naturally, they hadn’t taken that step yet. But what if Bai Ningbing wanted to? He wouldn’t dare make any promises then.
After ending the call, Luofeng immediately phoned his dad, asking about the company.
"That steel company? They’re our third supplier, accounting for about 5% of our share!" Luo Lin started. "What made you ask about this all of a sudden?"
Jiamei Company had a structured system for its suppliers, mostly for raw materials. There were three categories: the primary supplier, the secondary supplier, and the backup supplier. The primary supplier handled about 70-80% of the volume, the secondary supplier about 15-20%, and the backup supplier around 5%. The concurrent existence of all three suppliers effectively ensured the stability of the supply chain and also prevented the primary supplier from unexpectedly raising prices or substituting inferior goods.
That was a harsh move.
"..." Luofeng was at a loss for words. Dad was always thinking about him taking maximum precautions...
After hanging up with his dad, Luofeng dialed Li Jincai’s number. Hengda Real Estate, with total assets of 400 billion, might not be considered the biggest in Shanghai but was still an awesome player. Hengda Group’s network surely included connections to Xingxin Steel.
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