126 Is That Zhang Hongda? (1/2)
Xiao Luo's attitude was firm. Xu Guansong would never convince him to drop his lawsuit against Chen Jianbai. Last time, the two had parted at the office on bad terms. This had prompted Xiao Luo to turn his attention to Xu Guansong for the very first time. Could Xu Guansong with the beer belly really be Taste Buds' spy?
Indeed, without any proof, doubts still remained!
After two days, they received a piece of unsettling news.
One of their loyal customer, a company that ordered mooncakes for their staff during the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, abruptly announced that they would no longer buy from Luo's Workshop.
The news was like a bolt of thunder in a clear sky and a fatal blow to the Luo's Factory!
The Fuke Group was one of the top 500 process manufacturing enterprises globally. Their factory in Jiangcheng alone had 230,000 workers. Including all domestic and foreign branches, they employed a total of 1 million people. Although Luo's Workshop had only received the accounts for their plants in Jiangcheng and two other cities, the Fuke Group's order was at a staggering 8 million dollars.
The Fuke Group was unquestionably Luo's Workshop's biggest customer!
When they heard this terrible news, Luo's Factory's department heads suffered like ants in a hot pan. They swarmed into Xiao Luo's office, and the rather spacious room was instantly jampacked.
”Mr. Xiao, please hurry up and think of something. If we lose the Fuke Group, then Luo's Workshop will be…sigh…”
”Why did they suddenly turn down our mooncakes? What should we do now?”
”Is Luo's Workshop done for?”
The distressed department heads discussed the matter anxiously in Xiao Luo's office. They were not baseline employees. They, who had chosen to stay at the company during these uncertain times, were emotionally attached to Luo's Factory. They really wanted to work through the organization's difficulties.
These voices, however, were too noisy for Xiao Luo's tastes.
”Quiet, please! Stop babbling! Let the boss talk, alright?” shouted Luo Qi from the Research and Development department.
She was the only department head who didn't wear formal clothes to work. She believed that people who worked in research and development needed creativity and inspiration, and wearing uniforms considerably reduced their sources of inspiration.
She was dressed in a vibrant yellow T-shirt, decadent ripped jeans, and sneakers with light green lines. Her shiny black hair reached her shoulders and was fastened with an adorably shaped blue starfish hairpin. She had a pure and youthful countenance and wore makeup, not even powder. Still, between her eyebrows, there was a hint of flirtatiousness.
After Luo Qi's outburst, the entire office swiftly plunged into silence. They turned their eyes to Xiao Luo. The boss sat at his desk, holding his chin with his left hand like he was pondering something.
”Silence at last.” Xiao Luo stood up and said after letting out a long exhale. ”Since you're finally quiet, it's my turn to speak. Luo's Workshop and the Fuke Group have a contract signed. How much is the penalty for breach of contract?”
”The penalty for a breach of contract is 10 million dollars, Mr. Xiao.”
Li Zimeng stepped forward. She was the one who had been personally involved in the signing of the Fuke Group's contract. She was well aware of Xiao Luo's intentions. She knitted her eyebrows and continued awkwardly, ”But our contract will expire precisely on the date of this year's Mid-Autumn Festival.”
”The contract is going to expire, you say?” Xiao Luo knitted his eyebrows.
Li Zimeng quietly lowered her head and replied, ”Yes, and I am responsible. I'd originally planned to renew the contract after we delivered the stock. Still, I never expected that the Fuke Group would…”
”Miss Li, I only want to know why, for such a huge client like the Fuke Group, a new contract wasn't drafted in advance before the old one expired?” Xiao Luo's tone was somewhat cold, stiff, and critical.
Li Ziming lowered her head even further and muttered, ”My mistake.”