King of Capital

Chapter 19 Spin-off and Listing
The meeting started at 5pm and ended before we knew it until dark. By the time the interns carried their luggage and moved into the dormitory, it was already 7:30pm.

Zhao Mengche, who was fantasizing about getting a good beauty sleep early tonight, couldn't hold back her excitement when she saw the dormitory with eight single rooms and five bathrooms in the three-story villa. The little princess who was able to study in the UK had never had the experience of queuing for a shower since she was a child, let alone worrying about how to dry her washed underwear.

Song Anli was not willing to be outdone. She was a little princess after all. She had never seen such a scene before.

Xue Haoran, on the other hand, remained very calm, and repeatedly praised Juntai for its wealth and status, saying that interns were given villas to live in, and the main purpose was to provide them with a comfortable stay!
When Zhao Mengche heard about arranging for others, his attribute immediately came online and he sent him to a room on the top floor without air conditioning.

In the Magic City in June, he didn't even say a word of resistance, he was a real good man. Or maybe Zhao Mengche was really good at arranging men, but he only had one skill...

Everyone arranged their luggage in a mess. Feng Shuo ordered a hot pot takeout, and Qi Tian ordered some barbecue and beer. They had a meal together to celebrate the move and the successful completion of the "updated prospectus project."

Fan Haonan also ordered a cake, which would be delivered later, and she started to make a fuss, saying that she wanted to cover Xie Jingxing's face with cream.

Before everyone had even sat down, He Chuan came over with two large bags of lunch boxes, and Shen Xin arrived shortly after with two bottles of red wine.

"Brother Chuan, did you two make an appointment?" Feng Shuo winked at his good brother enthusiastically.

Shen Xin changed her outfit after get off work. She wore a waisted, over-the-knee A-line skirt paired with low-heeled, pointed Mary Jane shoes. The hem of her shirt was half-tucked into her waistline, and her cuffs were simply rolled up. She looked like a lazy and casual French beauty.

Why would you bother going on a blind date when you have a single female colleague like this? It would be better to just write in your resignation letter!
“There is no good banquet.”

He Chuan was tired and couldn't pretend anymore. He slumped down on his chair and said to his good brother, "You will select specific instructors tomorrow. Each instructor will take two interns. It's a two-way selection."

"There is such a good thing." Feng Shuo cooperated and gave a surprised response.

"What good news?" Zhao Mengche, who was guessing the next assessment topic, turned around and asked.

He Chuan repeated it, and Shen Xin added, "You should not only consider the choice of your mentor, but also the compatibility between you two, since you are going to work together as a team."

"So the next assessment is to work in pairs?" Qi Tian grasped the key point sharply.

Xie Jing Xing felt the gazes from all around him, put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm fine with anything, it's up to you guys."

"It depends on what the specific test questions are. Can you tell me?"

After all, we had just achieved a great victory in unity, and no one was willing to be the first to speak up for it, Stanford asked, changing the focus.

He Chuan smiled mysteriously: "It's hard to say, I can only tell you that Tang Man is still the general leader."

"You also have to consider the future. You have a total of six major exams, and your partners and the mentors who lead the exams are not fixed." Shen Xin continued to add.

He Chuan leaned back and pressed the edge of the table with one hand: "The next test question is very representative. I think it is the job that each of you dreamed of doing when you first studied finance."

"Yes, from ringing the bell at Nasdaq to participating in cross-border mergers and acquisitions worth tens of billions of dollars, investment banks have a lot of very glamorous and very representative work in the financial industry." Shen Xin agreed lightly, stroking a strand of hair by her ear.

He Chuan was so angry that his eyes widened, thinking, "Fuck you, can't you just start talking yourself?!"

Shen Xin swallowed the tripe in her mouth with her rosy lips moving slightly, and she started the conversation herself: "If you had a choice, what business would you most like to do?"

"Risk control, I really want to work on risk control, which is the real core of a financial institution. Proprietary trading and asset management should all be put aside, and the front desk departments should all be obedient." Fan Haonan, who has a poor alcohol tolerance, talked in his sleep.

Feng Shuo volunteered to go to the research institute and signed a 'the balder you are, the stronger you are' contract with the indescribable god of staying up late; Song Anli wanted to become a venture capital queen like Xu Xin; Qi Tian wanted to use investors' money to plant coriander all over the world... "Xie Jingxing, what about you?" He Chuan learned and applied.

Xie Jingxing thought about it seriously: "Invest and become the capital behind those future giant companies."

"It's very different from what I thought... I thought you would be inclined to work in the industry." Shen Xin held back and didn't say more in front of the interns.

There are many rumors about Yunshan Agriculture and Animal Husbandry not going public. Among them, the most popular one is that Xie Cheng extremely hates capital operations.

Since 08, many domestic industry giants have been operating across borders, engaging in real estate, building nursing homes, lending money, buying financial products, and even selling mineral water, as if they have too much money to spend.

Yunshan, which started out as an agriculture and animal husbandry company, has always been very law-abiding and never does these unnecessary things. Instead, it was dissatisfied with the rising housing prices and set up a construction company to build welfare housing buildings for its employees.

The father is working diligently raising pigs and selling grain, while the son is thinking about playing around in finance and becoming a capitalist. It's really confusing.

"Yunshan may have a project in the near future. If Juntai has any ideas, he can go and ask." Xie Jingxing did not shy away from this.

There is nothing to hide about his family background. He is the Prince of Yunshan, not the Prince of Beijing. Old Xie is also not a saintly industrialist.

He Chuan immediately responded decisively: "God, can you tell me what the project is?"

"Spin-off and listing." Xie Jingxing replied with four words concisely.

In the next few years, the flood waters receded, and the giant companies that had been messing around were exposed instead of showing their faces, and they frequently suffered financial crises.

Yunshan split off its unimportant and useless businesses and packaged them for listing to raise funds and raise money. Old Xie is going to eat someone.

"My God, this is a big job. After going through the whole set of business, you will have a thorough understanding of our industry!"

He Chuan's tone was exaggerated but he didn't seem fawning. It must be that he had something special to be able to hug the female leader's thigh.

This time it was Shen Xin's turn to widen her eyes. With Yunshan's size, if the construction team of its employee family building was split out and listed by Juntai, she could immediately buy a new Porsche Panamera, whether it was a beggar version or a top-of-the-line model. It all depended on whether the prince was willing to help introduce her to the person in charge of Yunshan's internal split-off and listing project.

Investment banking salaries these days are much higher than they were ten years ago. Even at a leading brokerage firm like Juntai, some top project teams can get year-end bonuses of several dozen months' (monthly salary).

With a few dozen months of year-end bonus, it is not impossible for the sponsor to take on a part-time contract...

He Chuan used a barbecue skewer to pick his teeth, pretending not to see her look. Whoever has the final say in this matter gets it. You took over the conversation I started, so it's fair.

Xie Jingxing used carrots to keep the two men and women with ulterior motives hanging, and finally he was able to enjoy the hot pot properly. The sesame sauce he prepared was almost clumping.

As a result, after dinner and seeing He Chuan and Shen Xin off, I couldn’t even think about taking a shower or going to bed.

The interns tacitly treated his small room as a public toilet, going in and out in an orderly manner. Most of the time, they asked about his intention to choose a mentor for the next day, mixed with some small tests about his family background.

Xie Jingxing had a headache, so he asked Song Anli for a facial mask and covered his face with it.

Then the world became quiet, and Zhao Mengche gave each boy a SK2 mask...

(End of this chapter)