"Yang Xin, how much capital can our supermarket mobilize right now?" Liu Yutong suddenly asked.
Yang Xin thought for a moment before replying, "If we disregard the consequences, we could scrape together over 40 million at most. But if we need to maintain normal operations, we can only allocate around 18 million—about the same as the last time I reported to you."
"Fine. Then prepare all the available funds for me. Also, go to the bank and try to secure a loan of 30 to 50 million. Our supermarket currently has no outstanding loans, so we should be able to get it. As for the suppliers, find a way to extend the payment terms—talk to them and negotiate for a longer grace period. We can offer them a few extra percentage points as compensation, treating it like interest." Liu Yutong laid out her plans with an air of nonchalance.
Yang Xin was inwardly stunned by the young mistress’s words.
Had it not been for her previous move with the shopping center, he would have jumped out of his seat upon hearing that she wanted to drain the supermarket’s funds and take out tens of millions in loans.
Was this even sustainable? Was it?!
What supermarket would dare play this game? Unless they had secured massive investments, this kind of move would surely bankrupt them.
But then again, the young mistress was no ordinary person. If she was doing this, she must have a plan. So, delaying supplier payments it was.
"Understood, Young Mistress. I’ll arrange it as soon as possible." Yang Xin nodded in agreement, but before leaving, he couldn’t resist asking, "May I ask… what exactly are you planning this time?"
"Land auction." Liu Yutong answered succinctly with just two words.
"Land auction?" Yang Xin was momentarily taken aback, but then realization dawned on him.
Of course. The young mistress had her sights set on Yu Corporation. Not only had she snatched their shopping center, but now she was going after their land too—planning to strip them bare, leaving nothing behind, just like what happened to Niu Ben back in Wushui County.
He suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Yu Corporation. To be targeted by the young mistress…
And honestly, Yang Xin was starting to feel like he couldn’t keep up with her business strategies. Her way of thinking was always so… indescribable.
This wasn’t business—it was practically a hostile takeover!
Shaking off his thoughts, Yang Xin left to prepare the funds and loan arrangements.
Meanwhile, news arrived from Yun Cheng—they had successfully acquired a shell real estate company and were now just waiting for the land auction.
As Liu Yutong left the company, she took a detour around the area.
Unconsciously, the second floor of the university district’s food street, once occupied by training institutions, had gradually been taken over by Wanlong Hui.
Even so, it still felt cramped and inconvenient.
A thought suddenly crossed Liu Yutong’s mind: Was it time to plan for a company headquarters?
What reputable company didn’t have a proper headquarters building?
If she could successfully secure all three plots of land in the auction, maybe she could reserve one for the headquarters and develop the other two into residential complexes, then sell them to employees at cost or use them as rewards.
Urbanization was the trend now—more and more young people would flock to the city. Most of Wanlong Hui’s members were still young, not yet at the age for marriage, but in a few years, that would change. Many would reach the age where settling down became a priority.
And when it came to marriage and starting a family, wouldn’t they need a home?
Buying properties from other developers was too expensive—not cost-effective. But if they built their own, the price would be much lower.
Even if she didn’t give the houses away, with their current income, they could definitely afford them.
After all, the core members already had their social security and housing funds maxed out, with even the personal contributions covered by the company. Selling them homes at cost would mean they’d only need to pay the down payment, and the monthly mortgage could be covered by their housing funds—no financial pressure at all.
Still, this was just a rough idea for now.
The cost of developing a residential area plus acquiring the land would easily run into the hundreds of millions. She didn’t have that kind of capital yet.
......
A few more days passed.
As Liu Yutong stepped out of the university gates, she spotted Lin Muyang’s flashy sports car parked conspicuously by the roadside. He stood leaning against it, holding a massive bouquet of red roses, waiting for her.
Honestly, she had to admire his persistence.
For the past two months, rain or shine, Lin Muyang had shown up at the university gates without fail, flowers in hand, playing the role of the devoted suitor. That kind of perseverance and dedication wasn’t something you’d expect from a rich second-generation heir.
Yet, Liu Yutong felt absolutely nothing. Meanwhile, many students and faculty at the university had been moved by Lin Muyang’s relentless pursuit, hailing him as the most devoted man in the university district.
Now, Lin Muyang had been crowned the "God of Devotion" on campus forums and social media, even gaining a fanbase that cheered him on daily.
Some of those fans had even started to believe Liu Yutong should just accept him already.
"Why hasn’t Liu Yutong said yes yet? A guy this handsome, rich, and loyal—I’d have jumped at him ages ago!"
"Seriously, poor Lin Muyang… chasing her for so long with no results…"
If Liu Yutong were just an ordinary student, people would’ve started heckling or privately calling her ungrateful by now.
How could she reject a man so handsome, wealthy, and devoted?
But Liu Yutong’s status at the university was too unique—no one dared to criticize her openly.
Honestly, these people were too shallow. Did they think she had to accept someone just because he was good-looking, rich, and persistent? What if it were an average-looking, equally devoted ordinary guy? Would they still support him?
Even if Liu Yutong were interested—which she wasn’t—she’d never get involved with a man who could implode at any moment. That was just asking for trouble.
But today, Liu Yutong did something that left the onlooking students utterly stunned.
As soon as Lin Muyang saw her emerge, he eagerly stepped forward with the bouquet.
Everyone expected her to coldly reject him as usual, but this time, she actually reached out and took the roses.
Lin Muyang was instantly overjoyed. "Yutong… does this mean you’re accepting me?"
"Don’t misunderstand," Liu Yutong said. "I just think it’s a waste for you to buy flowers every day. You’d be better off donating supplies to a welfare home—doing something actually meaningful."
With that, she placed the roses on the passenger seat of his sports car, then pulled open the scissor door and slid into the driver’s seat.
"Get in."
Lin Muyang stood frozen for a moment before snapping back to reality and quickly taking the passenger seat.
The crowd of students watching this unfold erupted in chaos.
"Holy crap! What just happened? Did Liu Yutong finally give in?"
"No way! My goddess has fallen!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There’s no way the young mistress would fall for a playboy like him!"
"My faith is shattered!"
"..."
In an instant, countless hearts were broken.
Seated in the driver’s seat, Liu Yutong familiarized herself with the controls for a moment before starting the engine. With a press of the accelerator, the car shot forward.
Due to her lack of experience, the car jerked violently as it started, startling Lin Muyang into a shiver.
Liu Yutong had only recently obtained her driver's license, rarely drove, and this was her first time handling a sports car—her unfamiliarity made the entire ride a nerve-wracking experience for Lin Muyang.
It wasn’t that he was overly protective of his sports car; it was just that Liu Yutong’s driving was downright terrifying.
Several times, he nearly blurted out a reminder for her to slow down and steady the wheel, but each time, he swallowed his words upon seeing her intensely focused expression.
He was afraid that speaking up might distract her, leading to an accident—and that would be disastrous.
Finally, they reached a long red light, and the car came to a stop.
Lin Muyang let out a long sigh of relief. After a moment’s hesitation, he ventured, “Yutong, this isn’t your first time driving, is it?”
Liu Yutong replied, “Of course not. I have a license.”
Lin Muyang: “........”
After a brief silence, he changed the subject. “Yutong, I know you’ve had your eye on that Mingcheng Supermarket under my ownership. If you really want it, I can transfer it to you—but you’d have to agree to…”
Before he could finish, Liu Yutong cut him off. “Stop right there. I won’t agree.”
