Mother and Baby Company on the Brink of Bankruptcy

As dusk fell, the exquisitely charming antique-style garden on the outskirts of Jiangcheng gradually returned to tranquility.

After concluding this absurd yet extremely enjoyable romantic entanglement, Su Bai settled down Chen Yusheng and Zhou Jialu, who were so exhausted they didn't even want to move a finger, and took his Panamera back to the center of Jiangcheng alone.

He had business to attend to tonight.

A few days ago, Lu Yuning made a bold claim to cover all the haute couture clothing for his future children. This not only gave Su Bai an excellent idea for burning money but also prompted him to immediately have Xia Lin look for suitable acquisition targets in the market.

After all, building the world's top baby and children's brand from scratch—setting up production lines and distribution channels—was too slow. The simplest and most brutal method was to directly acquire a company with a good foundation but currently in trouble, and then give it a thorough overhaul.

At seven in the evening, inside a VIP private room of a top-tier private kitchen restaurant in central Jiangcheng.

As the operations director of a local high-end maternal and baby products company called First Generation, Lin Hui was currently sitting on pins and needles, constantly checking his watch.

The premium Da Hong Pao tea on the table had been refilled with hot water three times, yet he hadn't been able to take a single sip.

Lin Hui was nearing forty this year. It should have been an age of career success, but right now, his slightly weathered face was covered in thick gloom and deep exhaustion.

His heart was filled with sorrow.

Just half a month ago, their founder and big boss, having failed in a private leveraged investment outside, actually absconded with all the remaining liquid funds in the company's accounts, fleeing abroad overnight!

He left behind a massive mess.

Suppliers were pressing for payments, distributors were staging a mutiny, and the factory workers were still waiting for their wages.

If they couldn't find a new investor to inject capital this week, this maternal and baby company—into which he had poured five years of his blood, sweat, and tears, and which originally had an excellent reputation in the industry—would face the tragic fate of a completely broken capital chain and forced bankruptcy liquidation.

Lin Hui had run his legs off these past few days, begging everyone he could, but those shrewd venture capital firms shut the door in his face without a second glance the moment they heard it was a mess left by a runaway boss.

Tonight's dinner was only made possible because he had pulled countless strings and called in numerous favors just to get in touch with White Night Venture Capital.

I heard this mysterious boss of White Night Venture Capital has a sharp eye and is generous with his money... I hope he can lend us a hand for the sake of First Generation's high-quality patents and production lines, Lin Hui prayed silently in his heart.

Click.

The door to the private room was pushed open.

Lin Hui stood up as if electrocuted, quickly putting on a humble, ingratiating smile as he went to greet him. However, when he got a clear look at the person walking in, he froze instantly.

The person who walked in was a young man wearing simple haute couture casual wear. He was tall, straight, and exuded an extremely calm and composed aura.

Too young!

Looking at Su Bai's face, which even retained a bit of a college student's youthfulness yet radiated the unquestionable authority of someone in power, the flicker of hope that had just ignited in Lin Hui's heart was instantly doused with a bucket of freezing water.

Sorrow, an even deeper sorrow welled up in his heart.

Does a rich second-generation playboy of this age really understand the cruelty of the maternal and baby market? He's just playing around with his family's money. How could he possibly be willing to take over a mess on the verge of bankruptcy where the original boss absconded with the funds? Lin Hui thought despairingly, his smile turning a bit more bitter.

Director Lin, right? Have a seat.

Su Bai walked over to the seat of honor and sat down, taking control as the host with extreme naturalness, pointing to the chair opposite him.

You... you are Mr. Su? Lin Hui swallowed hard and forced himself to sit down, pulling a thick business plan out of his briefcase. Mr. Su, this is the asset evaluation and future...

No need to look at this fluff.

Su Bai raised his hand to interrupt him, his gaze calm yet extremely piercing. Xia Lin has already shown me the due diligence report on your company. You have twelve core patents and two dust-free factories around Jiangcheng that fully meet EU environmental standards. It's just that due to the original boss's personal reasons, the capital chain broke, and you currently have a debt of 12 million, correct?

Lin Hui shuddered all over.

He hadn't expected that this excessively young Mr. Su in front of him wouldn't even need to look at his sugar-coated business plan. The moment he opened his mouth, he struck right at the heart of the matter, stripping their company's bottom line completely bare.

Y-yes, Mr. Su, Lin Hui smiled bitterly, like a deflated balloon. But I can guarantee with my character that our product quality and R&D team are absolutely top-tier in the country. As long as we have...

As long as you have money, you can come back to life.

Su Bai leaned back in his chair, his long fingers gently tapping the table. Since I've taken a liking to your foundation, I won't waste words. I want absolute 100 percent controlling rights of your company. The current R&D team and frontline factory workers will all be retained. As for the former management, everyone except you can get lost.

Lin Hui's eyes widened, his breathing quickening.

One hundred percent control? This was equivalent to swallowing the company whole! But right now, besides being swallowed, they simply had no other path to take.

Then... Mr. Su, how much... do you plan to inject? Lin Hui asked, his voice trembling. In his view, if the investor could help pay off the 10-plus million debt and give a few million to keep the factory running, he would be thanking the heavens.

Su Bai picked up his teacup and gently blew on the floating tea leaves, his tone as plain as if he were discussing what to eat for dinner tonight.

For the first round of financing, I'll put in 50 million. Pay off the debts first. All the remaining money will be used to upgrade the production lines and laboratories. I want you to research and develop new fabrics and products for me according to the strictest global standards.

F-fifty million?!

Lin Hui's hand trembled, almost knocking over the teacup in front of him.

He stared intently at Su Bai, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears. A broken company on the verge of bankruptcy, with a valuation that might not even reach 20 million, and the first wave of investment was a straight 50 million?!

Looking at Lin Hui's expression as if he had been struck by lightning, shocked beyond measure, Su Bai merely smiled faintly.

Lin Hui simply couldn't imagine that this 50 million was not even a drop in the bucket for Su Bai.

This 50 million was only because the system determined that the current scale of the First Generation company was too small, triggering the short-term single investment limit of the God-Level Cashback System for enterprises of this tier.

Once this 50 million was spent and the company's scale and evaluation rating went up, the quota for the next wave of capital injection would explode exponentially!

Moreover, what Lin Hui couldn't possibly imagine was just how terrifying the true wealth of the young man sitting in front of him was.

With the continuous accumulation of various daily consumption cashbacks over this period, cash rewards from racing skills, and dividends from White Night Venture Capital's investment projects...

The absolutely clean liquid funds available at any time in Su Bai's personal account had quietly surpassed the terrifying level of one billion!

One billion in cash flow!

In Jiangcheng, even for those top-tier wealthy families worth tens of billions, pulling together one billion in pure cash overnight would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

But for Su Bai, this was nothing more than a string of numbers that continued to jump and increase every single day.

"Mr. Su... are... are you joking?" Lin Hui's eyes turned red with excitement, his voice choking up. With this fifty million, not only could First Generation be brought back from the brink of death, but it could even instantly leap to become a new powerhouse in the domestic maternal and infant industry!

"Tomorrow morning, Xia Lin will bring the legal team to go through the merger and acquisition process with you."

Su Bai stood up and straightened his cuffs. "Remember what I just said. I want the absolute best products in the world. Don't try to save me money; that would be the most foolish thing to do."

Leaving behind these incredibly domineering words, Su Bai pushed the door open and walked out of the private room, leaving Lin Hui sitting there alone, staring blankly at the prospect of an unimaginable fifty million fortune, too shocked to recover his senses for a long, long time.

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