A capitalist tycoon timely handed over a tablet, on its screen a photoshopped "Yaoguang Bankruptcy Liquidation Statement."
"Accept the capital injection now, and you can still save the enterprise." He swirled his wine glass, the crisp clinking of ice cubes grating harshly on the nerves. "Otherwise, in three days, the suppliers will come knocking en masse, the banks will freeze your accounts, and your technological ideals will simply wait to become the laughingstock of the capital market."
Meanwhile, in a South American manor, Chen Chenmo was smiling reluctantly at the camera, showcasing so-called new R&D achievements.
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