I am a Big Player
Chapter 483 - 477. Mrs. Ren Wants to Settle Accounts! (First Update)_1

Chapter 483: 477. Mrs. Ren Wants to Settle Accounts! (First Update)_1

On the evening of his return to China, Ren He first had dinner with all the senior executives of Qinghe’s faction in the Capital. There were simply too many decisions that had accumulated over time and needed to be made; Qinghe’s faction had been stagnant for half a month already.

During these two weeks, the outside world was rife with speculation about Qinghe Group, and many had guessed that Qinghe’s faction was currently headless. A group of big fish were looking to exploit the situation and poach their talents.

During the banquet, the big shots, as if submitting their allegiance, jokingly reported the companies that had approached them for poaching during this time, which essentially served to indicate their loyalty.

Indeed, as Yang Xi said to Mrs. Ren, under Ren He’s leadership, these people were no longer in need of money or status. What could attract them was only the broad prospects of the future: the empire that still lay hidden in the clouds.

They all knew something must have happened to the boss in the United States, but they didn’t know specifics. Nor did they have the desire to pry into their boss’s privacy.

Moreover, they found it difficult to associate the young man before them with a thug, no matter how high their status in society. They were still part of the ordinary world, far removed from the flames of war.

At the gathering, Ren He sorted through the problems they had recently encountered, which were all directional issues caused by a lack of foresight. But these issues were not really problems for Ren He.

As these issues were resolved one by one, the bosses of Qinghe’s faction exchanged smiles: the far-sighted boss, with his long-range perspective, had finally returned!

Ren He raised his glass, "Thank you all for your contributions to Qinghe Group during this time. Qinghe needs to move even faster in the future. This era is always changing, especially our internet domain. Right now, each of us is at the forefront of this field, sprinting. We must not give anyone the chance to catch up. Gentlemen, whether we can continue to lead the way doesn’t just depend on me, but on all of you."

Cheng Shanshui was the first to laugh and raise his glass, "Don’t worry, boss. We have our shares in this too!"

"Haha, we’ll definitely give it our all, boss, rest assured!"

"Nowadays, every young person in China knows that in this era when it’s hard for young people to buy houses, if you work hard at Qinghe, you can be allocated a house. In 20 years, you can still get a house at today’s cost price. I believe, although Luo City is a third-tier city, there will definitely be plenty of talented youths at our disposal in the future! In this battle for talent strategy, Qinghe has already secured the victory."

After this toast, the meeting was pretty much close to winding up. Qinghe Group was now Ren He’s foundation; what he wanted to accomplish in the future largely depended on whether Qinghe’s faction could rise in these tumultuous business times.

If he was to become the biggest player, Ren He had to keep a tight hold on the chips in his hand.

And it’s not like no one among the bosses of Qinghe’s faction had thought about jumping ship. In fact, there were venture capital firms that offered even better terms, such as a higher share of equity.

Some bosses of Qinghe’s faction had wavered, but it seemed that as long as Ren He returned, their wavering hearts would subside. If Ren He hadn’t returned, things would have developed in another direction.

But as long as Ren He was back, they found it hard to bring themselves to be his enemy, even if it was just as business competitors.

It was because the opponent’s wisdom in the internet world was too awe-inspiring, and their ability to stand on their own, the perspectives and strategies of the internet, were all given by Ren He.

So rather than take a risk with an adventurous speculative joint venture, it was better to work with the magnanimous Ren He. As long as they worked hard, even if they failed, Ren He wouldn’t easily abandon them.

They were also very grateful to have met Ren He in their lives, like having added insurance for the latter half of their existence. Even if their careers failed, Ren He would definitely provide them a meal; that was something they were certain of.

A group of people, overjoyed, went off to find entertainment elsewhere. The nightclub industry in the Capital had always been a little more prosperous than in other places...

What surprised Ren He was that Little Fatty, Xu Nuo, seemed to enjoy this even more than those crafty veterans. In the past two years, aside from Ren He, he had earned the most money. Even if he spent every day in such places, he wouldn’t run out of money...

All Ren He could offer as advice was to be moderate...

Ren He and Yang Xi took Qinghe Group’s company car to Liu Hai Alley, the closer they got to Liu Hai Alley, the more nervous Ren He became.

Mrs. Ren now knew everything about him. Regarding the fact that Yang Xi had spilled all his secrets to Mrs. Ren, Ren He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Had he known it would lead to such a situation, he would have risked everything to get in touch with Yang Xi first!

Now, it was a dilemma, what about his future extreme sports? If Mrs. Ren allowed him to continue, Ren He thought the sun might as well rise from the west!

He could only take one step at a time now.

Ren He had just stepped into the Courtyard House when he saw Mrs. Ren sitting in the courtyard, having tea. Uncle Fang and Mrs. Wang were attentively serving her, feeding the small stove with hot water and tea leaves. Mrs. Ren’s arrival was a surprise for the elderly couple. At first, they even didn’t know who she was. However, once they realized she was the mother of their employer, their enthusiasm almost overwhelmed Mrs. Ren.

The elderly couple kept telling Mrs. Ren how much the employer had looked after them.

It was from Yang Xi that Mrs. Ren learned that her son had settled a Courtyard House in Liu Hai Alley early on for over forty million yuan. The villa she had given to her son was never lived in by him; instead, Uncle Fang and Mrs. Wang regularly went to clean it.

Her son was truly reaching for the stars, daring to hide everything from her!

However, the purchase of the Courtyard House was a bargain. She was in the real estate business, and the villa in Liu Hai Alley had already appreciated to over a hundred million, and that was just within a year.

Courtyard Houses were indeed scarce; their value was bound to increase sooner or later. Even she had considered acquiring a couple to leave as a family legacy to Ren He but hadn’t expected her son to be ahead of her.

Sometimes, Mrs. Ren couldn’t quite understand her son’s life after junior high, which had strangely taken a wild and inexplicable turn.

When she saw Ren He step in, spot her, and seemed about to run, Mrs. Ren calmly set her teacup down on the stone table with a clunk, "So, you can play the piano, huh? And you’ve become a poetic-like little professor at Juilliard School of Music. Couldn’t you play a piece for mom to listen to?"

The moment Ren He saw Mrs. Ren’s demeanor, he knew something was wrong. Mrs. Ren’s words sounded like the prelude to settling