"Hong Jianjun?"
Wang Yu looked at the person who arrived with some surprise. It was his former classmate? A top student who studied abroad?
Didn't this guy join the Qinglu Group, with an unlimited future? Why did he look so haggard now, with dark and rough skin, having lost a lot of weight? He wasn't like the clean-cut scholar he used to be. Instead, he seemed to have developed some sharp edges, and through his thin clothes, one could vaguely see his muscles!
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was a soldier from a working-class family!
Wang Yu thought silently to himself, then curiously asked him,
"Hong Jianjun, why are you here? And why do you look a little different from before?"
"I'm naturally here to wait for you," Hong Jianjun said curtly. His current appearance was, of course, thanks to Wang Yu. Previously, after embarrassing the experts from his company, his supervisor assigned him to the production workshop for "training and tempering."
That was truly tempering! He, a weak scholar who couldn't lift a shoulder pole or carry anything, a distinguished top student, was forced to do such crude work! He even had to be bossed around by the master who was teaching him, and if he was slow, he would directly get a kick!
Yet, he was powerless to resist! After all, in this era, the master-apprentice culture in factories was like this. The apprentice had to serve the master who taught them skills, and being beaten or scolded for any slight dissatisfaction was normal, as it meant the master cared for you!
Hong Jianjun was full of anger and frustration with nowhere to vent!
It had caused him to develop quite a bit of muscle!
However, this kind of shameful, or rather, for Hong Jianjun, very shameful matter, he naturally wouldn't tell Wang Yu. With a cold face, he said coldly,
"You don't need to worry about me. I'm here to see you about something."
Wang Yu knew he was up to something without him saying it. Otherwise, with such a big world, how could the two of them coincidentally meet?
Wang Yu waved his hand at him, signaling him to speak directly. He then assumed a posture of eager listening.
"You're competing with the Qinglu Group's expert team tomorrow, aren't you?" Hong Jianjun asked Wang Yu coldly.
"Yes, that's right," Wang Yu nodded. It wasn't surprising that Hong Jianjun, as an employee of the Qinglu Group, would know about this.
Moreover, looking at the demeanor of Wu Manman and the so-called experts back then, they were practically broadcasting it to everyone. Fortunately, there were no self-media back then, or it would have already started a massive campaign to buy traffic and grab headlines!
"I'm here for that reason," Hong Jianjun said, looking at Wang Yu with jealousy. "The upper management of the group knows that you and I are old classmates, so they asked me to bring you a message."
"What message? I'm all ears," Wang Yu's eyebrows twitched slightly.
It seemed there was something unusual about Hong Jianjun's visit!
"It's very simple. We hope you can concede defeat tomorrow, or more precisely, lose gracefully!"
Hong Jianjun looked at Wang Yu with contempt. "You won before by sheer luck, like a dog with a piece of rotten meat, defeating Jack Luo. But in a competition of true skill like this, you'll be no match for those overseas genius experts. The outcome of your competition is already decided before it even begins – you will end in failure.
Since that's the case, why not concede defeat more thoroughly and gracefully? The Qinglu Group won't treat you unfairly!"
Hearing Hong Jianjun's words, Wang Yu suddenly understood.
The Qinglu Group went to such lengths to organize a public competition, wasn't it to salvage the situation of their own foreign doctors being defeated by local experts? That's why they presented such a super difficult problem and made such a fuss, all to restore their reputation!
And Hong Jianjun was now acting as a persuader, asking Wang Yu to voluntarily admit defeat so that their experts could win beautifully and overwhelmingly!
Seeing Wang Yu fall silent, Hong Jianjun assumed he was scared by the revelation of his intentions and was hesitating. He spoke again,
"You should also know your own capabilities. Since failure is inevitable, why cling to pride and persist? Why not honestly concede defeat!"
Hong Jianjun said coldly, then threw a receipt to Wang Yu. "Here is a fifty-thousand-yuan bill of exchange, you can cash it directly at the bank. As long as you openly admit in front of all the spectators and media during the competition that you are inferior in skill and that you were just seeking attention before, this money is yours!"
As he spoke, Hong Jianjun looked at Wang Yu indifferently. His tone was filled with unspeakable contempt. "This is a huge sum that many people never see in their lifetime of hard work. You only need to open your mouth and give up that laughable and easily shattered so-called dignity to obtain it effortlessly, no different from picking it up for free!"
At this point, Hong Jianjun's heart felt sour. How could such a large sum of money not be his?
But fortunately, he had the foresight to intercept half of it. He had changed the original one million yuan to fifty thousand, assuming that Wang Yu, this country bumpkin who had never seen so much money, wouldn't notice.
The remaining fifty thousand would be his. He could use this opportunity to buy some jewelry and ornaments to give to Du Yujuan, and perhaps win both love and wealth.
Hong Jianjun was Ruyun's calculations were very precise. He could foresee that no matter who it was, facing such a good opportunity, they would undoubtedly nod their heads repeatedly.
Perhaps Wang Yu, despite outwardly clinging to his pride and refusing to admit it, would be extremely grateful to me in his heart!
At the thought of this, Hong Jianjun felt a little elated and increasingly jealous of Wang Yu. What a lucky guy!
"Fifty thousand? That's a huge sum of money," Wang Yu chuckled, his tone carrying an indescribable strange flavor.
"Naturally," Hong Jianjun, probably thinking Wang Yu was lamenting the large amount of money, couldn't help but smile. "You're still young and haven't seen so much money. It's understandable to lose control! So, as long as you agree, it's yours. There's no easier money to be made, right?"
"Yes, this money is indeed very easy to make," Wang Yu nodded meaningfully. "So I refuse."
"That's right, the wise man submits to circumstances... What? You refuse!" Hong Jianjun's voice suddenly rose by two octaves.
"You actually refused? Do you know what you're doing?" Hong Jianjun roared at Wang Yu.
"Of course, I know. Fifty thousand is indeed a lot, but compared to that ten-million-yuan bet, it's too little," Wang Yu said with a smile. "Why would I give up ten million yuan for your fifty thousand? Besides, I don't really like admitting defeat to others!"
"How amusing, with your tone, it's as if victory is already within your grasp?
Don't tell me you think you can win the competition? Do you really think someone who failed the college entrance exam can compare to those overseas expert PhDs?"
Hong Jianjun looked at Wang Yu as if he were an idiot.
"Why not?" Wang Yu chuckled, then looked at Hong Jianjun. A sudden thought struck him. "How about we make a bet?"
"A bet?"