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Chapter 468 - 468 73 No matter if you are a pig with hair or not CEO Cheng has to give it a good tug!

468: Chapter 73: No matter if you are a pig with hair or not, CEO Cheng has to give it a good tug!

468: Chapter 73: No matter if you are a pig with hair or not, CEO Cheng has to give it a good tug!

Preparing a full Manchu Han Imperial Feast is quite a hassle.

For the time being, this matter is still a bit far from CEO Cheng’s reach.

What’s most important for him at the moment is to find investors with deep pockets.

With the tiny assets of MAS, not to mention a valuation of a hundred million, even aiming for twenty million is tough.

But there’s a type of practical thinking called “seeing is believing.”

Business is a fool’s game, as long as you find enough people, there will always be someone moved by CEO Cheng’s ideals.

Of course, for people like Geweil and Crusoe, it isn’t so easy to be moved by CEO Cheng’s dreams.

With their experience as cunning foxes, it’s hard for them to easily take a bite of CEO Cheng’s pie.

But difficult doesn’t mean impossible, small hope doesn’t mean no hope.

Just like how people expect miracles to happen in the next second when they are in dire straits, the most outrageous things have occurred in the long history of mankind.

Therefore, when CEO Cheng saw this opportunity, he prepared with all his might—what if it succeeded?

The preparations CEO Cheng made for fundraising wouldn’t be in vain either; even if he couldn’t make a deal with these two, wouldn’t MAS still look for other investors?

When investors look at entrepreneurs, they always feel like they’re assessing prey or a dish on the table, this sort of perceived superiority is part of human’s baser instincts.

But for entrepreneurs like CEO Cheng, even Geweil Niusen seemed like prey in his eyes.

It’s mutual hunting.

This hunt isn’t momentary, nor will it stop at any one person, CEO Cheng is prepared for a long-term battle.

If he can’t secure investment from the seemingly serious investors, there are always the less serious nouveau riche around.

If the unserious nouveau riche don’t put up money, there are still all kinds of demons and monsters out there.

If Cheng Daqi can’t handle demons and monsters like Eris, there’s still plenty of domestic capital available.

Many domestic tycoons have a natural craving for moving funds overseas, a craving so strong that no amount of channel institutions and types can ever satisfy.

Many might wonder why these Hua Country tycoons don’t take the official routes for moving funds overseas.

Well, maybe because they’re a bit foolish, earning all their money through luck.

In any case, for someone with an informational advantage like CEO Cheng, fundraising has never been a problem.

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CEO Cheng personally went downstairs to receive Geweil and Domo, and said with a smile.

“Domo, the first time I saw you, I really thought you were just an ordinary chef.

Who would have thought, isn’t this a joke fate has played on me?”

Domo Cruso, representing his father, laughed shyly.

He didn’t like the fat Geweil.

As a fellow fat man, Domo felt that people like Geweil tarnished the reputation of the overweight.

“Chan, my father praises you as a very impressive man.

I’m just here to listen today, MAS is doing well under your guidance.

But I think he’s being too conservative, in just two months, you’ve started up several companies from nothing.”

The mutual business flattery between CEO Cheng and Domo made Geweil feel uncomfortable.

MD, it’s just a damn company, right?

These two Little Dengs are putting on airs.

If I’d known it would be like this today, I wouldn’t have come myself; any subordinate would have sufficed for this task.

“Chan, I’m in a bit of a hurry, shall we go up and take a look?”

Geweil Niusen is somewhat like a steward of a noble house; he has powerful backers, and his words always carry a lot of weight in California.

“Right this way, our MAS headquarters and OC’s headquarters are in the same building.

Mi’er is also considering the last round of financing before going public.

Mr.

Geweil, would you be interested?”

Cheng Daqi had already sensed something off in the air; since Geweil had come, if Cheng couldn’t handle him, he might let Mi’er have a go.

OC is doing well and isn’t lacking cash flow, but ammunition, for a company like OC that is ready to expand into Hua Country, can never be too plentiful.

“You’re not aware of the situation; I’ve discussed this with Mi’er before, and she prefers professional institutions.

She doesn’t think highly of me.”

Geweil, the old fox, wasn’t giving CEO Cheng face at all.

Domo caught the mocking tone and gave Cheng Daqi a smile, signaling him not to worry.

But how could CEO Cheng possibly be upset over such a trifle?

He is someone aiming for great accomplishments.

To him, the so-called fools and idiots are all lovely creatures; if everyone in the world except for him and his friends were as foolish as Geweil, that would just be fantastic.

“Hahaha, Mr.

Geweil, it’s fine, OC is a great company, but my MAS isn’t bad either, otherwise Mi’er wouldn’t be closely cooperating with me.

Besides you two, I’ve also invited some other investors who are already waiting.

I plan to engage with you all through a brief presentation.”

He led Geweil and Domo to the conference room, where the extras were already in place.

CEO Cheng’s preparations were very thorough; even the extras had their own scripts.

Normally, the approach between startup companies and capital should be one-on-one, conducive to negotiations and pricing.

But there’s no set formula for this; at least CEO Cheng thought the setup he designed for Geweil was thoughtful.

With the lead actors in place and the extras arranged—from ‘Third Generation of a Wealthy Dynasty,’ ‘South African Mining Magnate,’ to ‘Mysterious Second Generation from the State of Ross,’ CEO Cheng took the meeting with Geweil and Crusoe very seriously.

It’s just that Domo’s appearance as the fat guy disrupted Cheng Daqi’s plans; but since he had come, Cheng would certainly serve him well.

No matter if you’re a hairy pig or not, CEO Cheng will still have to vigorously pluck at you!