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Chapter 434 - 352: The Vice President Visits

Chapter 434: Chapter 352: The Vice President Visits

In the Land Rover, Chen Jieyu was rather anxious.

Because Cheng Zhu said that someone was coming to talk to him about a matter involving tens of millions, and it seemed like they were planning to invest in him.

She repeatedly said there was no need to drop her off at school first and suggested he go straight to Star City to prepare, but Cheng Zhu just waved his hand with a smile, saying it was not a big deal.

As if he didn’t take those tens of millions to heart.

In fact...

"Right." —— Cheng Zhu.

He wasn’t just putting on an act in front of women, he genuinely didn’t care.

The person who took the initiative to meet him today was surnamed Wen, a rather unusual surname, with an interesting name, Wen Hua, a woman from Hang City’s Tiancheng Capital.

Those top venture capital firms in the country are mostly located in Beijing, Shen City, and Shanghai.

Of course, as a major city in the country, Hang City certainly has its own venture capital circle, and many companies are doing very well, but Tiancheng Capital is not among them; it can only be considered second-tier in Hang City and hasn’t been established for many years.

However, after gaining some understanding, Cheng Zhu had grasped a bit of information.

"This Tiancheng Capital doesn’t have any impressive track records, but it seems to have... a lot of money on hand!"

This was news Shen Minglang had helped him find out.

Cheng Zhu was very clear that let alone the venture capital circle in Hang City, with Youu Tea’s current momentum, there were quite a few people eyeing it in the national venture capital circle.

This Wen Hua from Tiancheng Capital was just an advance party.

After dropping the counselor off at Technology University, she took all the little gift boxes from the back of the car.

But her bag and suitcase couldn’t hold much, so half of them were still left in Cheng Zhu’s car, a total of 12 gift boxes.

"Next time I come to the staff residence, I’ll just help you take two boxes up," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

"I definitely can’t carry more, after all, I only have two hands."

"12 gift boxes, just perfect for six trips."

"Really, making me work so hard." The dog of a man kept grumbling to himself in his heart.

By the time he drove to Star City, he was five minutes earlier than the agreed time.

The agreed time was 10:30.

Cheng Zhu was someone who did not like being late, so he also disliked people who were late.

Wen Hua sent a WeChat to Cheng Zhu at 10:31, indicating she had arrived.

This timing was quite interesting, only one minute off.

But whether she was genuinely late or had other ideas, only she knew for sure.

After meeting, they shook hands and exchanged some pleasantries.

Wen Hua was 29 this year, a returnee from studying abroad, and if nothing else suggested otherwise, she came from a very well-off family, with a quite high position in the newly established Tiancheng Capital at such a young age.

She wore a ladies’ velvet suit with a coat draped over it.

This woman had short hair, decent facial features, and an overall clean-cut and decisive air about her, taking long and brisk strides as she walked.

Overall, like Chen Jieyu, who was also in the urban mature woman age range, she was not one to easily show smiles or laughter.

But the two women exuded very different vibes.

As Cheng Zhu was sizing up Wen Hua, she was also observing him.

She knew this owner of Youu Tea was very young, a university student from Technology University.

She had her company compile detailed information on Cheng Zhu, including seeing his photos.

But she had to admit, in person, he was better looking than his photos.

Plus, he had a rather unique temperament, with naturally upward-tilting corners of his eyes, slightly roguish, with an aggressive look.

Wen Hua always felt there was some truth in the saying that one’s appearance reflects one’s heart. She thought this young man must have quite a bit of ambition.

And she, liked ambitious people.

"Mr. Wen looks even younger in person than in photos," Cheng Zhu said with a smile after shaking her hand.

At Tiancheng Capital, Wen Hua’s position was that of VP, which could also be called a vice president, a rank completely capable of taking on the role of project leader.

Of course, the titles in this industry all sound quite impressive; after all, newly entered analysts sometimes call themselves deputy managers to outsiders, and the next level up is investment manager, followed by VP, like Wen Hua.

For most ordinary people working in the venture capital industry, these three ranks essentially outline the career progression path.

Going any higher is vastly more difficult; in fact, becoming a vice president is hard enough.

Since the English names for analysts and investment managers both start with ’A,’ and the abbreviation for vice president is ’VP,’ those within the industry jokingly refer to themselves as the A-V club.

These people are responsible for project discovery, investment, management, and exit on a day-to-day basis.

Even though they are all employees, each one’s annual income is not low, and some decent investment managers, along with year-end bonuses, have a chance to enter the million-year salary club.

When Cheng Zhu said Wen Hua looks younger in person than in photos, it was partly polite surface talk and partly signaling to her that he had also looked up her information.

Her personal profile, not really impressive, or to put it another way, nothing special.

"Mr. Cheng is truly accomplished at a young age," Wen Hua smiled in response.

Her eyes glanced in the direction of Youu Tea, observing the long line at the door as well as some of the content on the screens inside the store.

Choosing Star City as the meeting place was Wen Hua’s initiative.

Cheng Zhu then suggested, "Mr. Wen, there’s no place to sit in the store, and it’s too noisy. How about we go to the Starbucks across the street to talk? It’s quieter there."

High EQ: Quiet.

Low EQ: Desolate.

The business at Starbucks was actually not bad either; it all depends on who you’re comparing it with.

"Or the visitor’s lounge in the upstairs mall is fine too," Cheng Zhu said.

Wen Hua took an interested glance at Cheng Zhu, not expecting that someone who owned a ground-floor store could so casually use the visitor’s lounge in Star City Mall?

"Then let’s go to the visitor’s lounge," she said.

"Sure." Cheng Zhu led the way.

At this time, his phone vibrated once, receiving a WeChat from Wang Wei.

Cheng Zhu had long sent Wen Hua’s photo to Wang Wei, having her start paying attention to this person around 10 o’clock.

And now, Wang Wei was informing him that Wen Hua actually arrived at around 10:15, strolled around Youu Tea for a while, and then, before Cheng Zhu arrived, she went outside the mall to smoke next to a trash can.

The female smoking population is increasing year by year, and among study abroad students, the proportion of female smokers has always been high.

"She arrived early but deliberately sent a WeChat one minute after the appointed time?" Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

"Kind of interesting."

He was very clear that many in the venture capital circle love good projects from young people.

It’s convenient for them to be patronizing, to exert pressure with their power, and to control the situation easily.

Many contemporary young people have ideas, ability, and brains, but they lack a solid foundation and self-confidence, making them easy to intimidate; they naturally seem weaker in presence.

Venture capital firms send just about anybody, and they feel like they’re dealing with a bigwig, a major figure.

A few exchanges, and they’re flustered, with talk of millions and tens of millions of figures continually assaulting their psyche.

But for Wen Hua, after meeting Cheng Zhu, she became even more optimistic about the project.

The simple reason she silently gave extra points in her mind—The boss himself was indeed very handsome!

Photos could be photoshopped, but in person, that’s for real.

In this age of massive information, for industries that lean towards a web-celebrity style, if the boss is handsome enough, it can actually create more hype and hot topics!

He himself could greatly benefit the project.

Looks can, indeed, provide for you.

"Many times, the boss represents the company, and can’t avoid appearing publicly."

"In this day and age, many ordinary people are really superficial."

"His face alone is worth at least ten million in marketing costs." Wen Hua thought this very seriously; she wasn’t just being frivolous.

After the two arrived at the visitor’s lounge in Star City Mall, Cheng Zhu adeptly arranged the tea set on the table as if this small lounge was his own private space.

And sure enough, it had recently been just for him and Shen Minglang.

Young Master Shen had said he had already set it up; no one else would use this small visitor’s lounge, and there was no need to worry about being disturbed.

He even joked that if his cousin suddenly felt the urge to bring a girl here for fun, it would be very safe.

At this moment, during their conversation, Wen Hua expressed her desire to see the recent data for Youu Tea.

"Sure, I’ll send it to your phone," Cheng Zhu said.

He directly sent the December data for Youu Tea, which was very comprehensive and detailed.

"Mr. Cheng is well-prepared!" Wen Hua commented as she checked the data.

"When waiting for someone, you definitely want to have everything ready before they arrive," Cheng Zhu replied while pouring her tea.

Wen Hua nodded and also opened her handbag, taking out a folder and handing it to Cheng Zhu: "This is what we at Tiancheng have prepared; Mr. Cheng can take a look as well."

One was looking at the phone, and the other was leafing through A4 papers.

Finally, it was Wen Hua who spoke first, seemingly someone who liked to control the pace of the conversation.

"Mr. Cheng, regarding the Youu Tea project, Tiancheng intends to invest at least thirty million," she said while gauging Cheng Zhu’s reaction.

Thirty million, to an ordinary university student, that’s definitely an astronomical figure.

That string of zeros looks terrifying.

For those in her line of work, she had even met individuals so excited that they trembled all over.

But Cheng Zhu’s expression remained unchanged, he didn’t even immediately reply to her statement but instead said, "Mr. Wen arrived at Star City at 10:31, right?"

"Yes, I had quite a few meetings this morning and the trip here was a bit hurried."

"I think the amount Tiancheng is offering is a bit rushed as well," Cheng Zhu looked up at her.

This comment took Wen Hua aback.

"Since Mr. Wen has brought Tiancheng’s attitude with her, I think based on Tiancheng’s attitude... Let me say a number I have in mind," Cheng Zhu continued: "One hundred and thirty million."

Wen Hua looked at this young man in front of her and slowly put down the tea cup in her hand.

Since you’re one minute late, just add an extra hundred million then.

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