In a top-floor office at Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park.
After listening to the terms Meng Yuanzhi offered, Chen Yansen smiled and shook his head. He leaned back and said unhurriedly, "Mr. Meng, Xingyuan Technology was just founded, and we haven't even settled on an office location yet. There's no rush. It won't be too late to talk again once we've sorted out the preliminary preparations."
'Wait until the preparations are complete?'
'Will Luzhou even have a chance then?'
Meng Yuanzhi was no fool. He knew instantly that Chen Yansen wasn't impressed with his offer, so he immediately upped the ante. "Five hundred thousand square meters of industrial land, free to use for fifty years. Corporate and value-added taxes will be waived for the first three years, with a seventy percent discount for the following three. The loan limit will be raised to eight billion yuan."
"Mr. Meng, to be frank, Jinling and Green City have made similar offers—and theirs are even more generous."
