Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Shen Wan replied, “I have this idea, but I’m not sure if Mr. Yi can bear to part with it.” She was openly expressing her desire for that college student team.
Yi Hong’s expression was conflicted, struggling to find the right words.
Shen Wan, not quite sure of his exact meaning, encouraged him to speak his mind.
After a long pause, the mature man in his forties finally uttered, “As a token of gratitude, would it be too modest?”
Zhang Cheng:”…” Oh no, the boss is beyond saving now.
Zhou Chi:”…” There reaiiyare some gullible folks out there, quite an eye-opener.
Shen Wan was simply speechless.
“Ahem!” Yi Hong cleared his throat. “I’ve already funded this team unilaterally for two rounds, holding 80% of the shares, with the remaining 20% in the hands of the team members. Before completing the share transfer, I’ll provide a third round of funding. Barring major unforeseen circumstances, it should be enough to support the team’s research and development expenses for two to three years.”
Shen Wan smiled and stood up.
Yi Hong followed suit.
She extended her hand. “So, it’s settled. Thank you.”
The man shook her hand. “The one who should be thanking is me.”
Yi Hong and Zhang Cheng bid their farewells, and it had only been forty minutes since they entered.
A team built with money was casually handed over and taken over without a hitch. This change of ownership meant an investment of tens of millions was gone in an instant.
Once they were inside the car, Zhang Cheng, who had been holding back, couldn’t take it anymore.
“President Yi, you were being too hasty just now!”
“Is that so?” The man in question was nonchalant, wearing a satisfied smile on his face, as if he hadn’t just given something away for free but had negotiated a big business deal.
Zhang Cheng’s headache intensified. “It’s not just something; it’s the ownership that affects the survival of the company! You said you’d give it away, but more importantly, you gave it away for nothing!?”
Yi Hong chuckled and gave him a teasing look. “Ah Cheng, do we look like that… what’s it called? Oh! The emperor isn’t in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry. (T/N: a Chinese idiom that means implies impatience and a sense of rushing unnecessarily)”
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“Alright, alright. Just a joke to lighten the mood. It’s not as serious as you think.” Yi Hong remained relaxed.
“Isn’t it serious to lose the ownership?”
“Stay calm, stay calm…” Yi Hong handed him a bottle of water. “It’s hot out here; let’s cool down a bit. After all, we’ve already given it away, haven’t we?”
Zhang Cheng didn’t take the bottle and had a stern expression. “Look at the way you acted just now; you weren’t playing around at all!” He knew his boss too well; their bond of over a decade was genuine. If Shen Wan had insisted, Yi Hong would have given it away for real!
“Ah Cheng, do you remember the fortune teller who helped us choose the Feng Shui for the Hengyi Building back then?”
“…I remember. What about him?”
“At that time, he told me that there would be great difficulties in my middle years, and if I encountered a benefactor, I could turn calamity into fortune. Otherwise… I would be doomed.”
Chills ran down Zhang Cheng’s spine.
“I have a strong premonition that if Miss Shen hadn’t intervened this time, I might have already been defeated. At that point, not just the Hengyi Group, but everything I own would have been lost.”
“But that’s something that hasn’t happened; you shouldn’t put too much stock in it…”
Yi Hong sighed deeply. “Yes, you’re right. It hasn’t happened, and that’s enough.”
Zhang Cheng sighed. “Forget it, forget it. After all, it’s your money and your company. What can an employee like me say?”
Yi Hong burst into laughter.
He wasn’t afraid of Shen Wan making extravagant demands; he was afraid she wouldn’t want anything at all. Losing a significant sum of money now strangely put his mind at ease.
Meanwhile, in the Tea Room Number Seven, Shen Wan and Zhou Chi hadn’t left.
“Another round?” Shen Wan held the teapot with delicate hands and looked up with an inquiring gaze.
Zhou Chi pushed his teacup forward obediently. “Thank you.”
After Shen Wan filled his cup, she poured some tea into her own..
