King of Capital

“I just found out that Huawei HiSilicon has an office in Shanghai.”

The chef was cooking on the spot. Xie Jingxing sat next to Yu Tong on one side of the long chopping board and looked at the other end: "I visited your new headquarters in Dongguan. It was beautifully built."

"Yes, it is said to be modeled after a medieval castle. The rendering shows the style of the red houses in a European town. It looks like it will take several years to be completed." Brother Yu replied with an awkward posture, turning sideways.

The royal sister and the girl with a bun were sandwiched in the middle, their eyes moving back and forth following the conversation.

Old Xie came from humble beginnings. When Xie Jingxing was a child, he was no different from an ordinary child except that he had a full-time driver who drove a Land Cruiser to take him to school. To this day, he still often cannot get used to having a nanny at home.

Yu Tong is completely different. He has been exposed to a lot of things since he was a child and has a weak concept of privacy. When no one is picking his nose, he will avoid the decorative objects in the house such as the east bottle and the west mirror.

Childhood playmates, college classmates, work colleagues...

Interpersonal relationships were divided into pieces by solidified walls. Today, these three people are friends she made outside of her colleagues through the work environment after returning to China.

The girl with the bun looks lively and playful, but she is actually the oldest sister and a middle-level manager in the marketing department of Oulan Ya.

The company has a very high proportion of female employees and is a giant foreign enterprise, so competition in the workplace is particularly fierce. Its office headquarters in Jing'an is known as the women's prison and the palace fighting scene of "Empresses in the Palace".

She had indeed met many celebrities, and had previously guessed out of professional sensitivity that her best friend's husband might be a public figure, but she never expected that it would be on the business and social news page.

The only daughter of a middle-class native of Shanghai, she works in human resources for a foreign energy company. She usually likes to style herself in a so-called old Shanghai style with a Western-style petty bourgeois look. At this moment, she tries her best to remain calm and act as if nothing is wrong.

Her boyfriend, Yu Ge, a chip R&D engineer at Huawei HiSilicon, gradually calmed down after his initial brief surprise.

All three were young men who cared about appearances, and there was no forced socializing or overly probing behavior in their conversation.

"This salmon is good, with just the right amount of fat and lean. Can I have a few more servings?"

Xie Jingxing felt comfortable, and while chatting, he passed the fish on the plate to Yu Tong.

The chef smiled while wearing a transparent mask. "Today we have selected the middle part of the fish belly, which has the best balance of fat and aroma. But I also recommend you try the next dish. The sweetness of the sea urchin can stimulate your taste buds even more."

"Sea urchin is good, we have to eat it!" The girl with the ball head rubbed her hands in anticipation.

The royal sister elegantly picked up the water cup and cleaned her mouth: "The sea urchin sauce noodles in this restaurant taste great, I'll save it for last to try."

"No problem, Chef Shimayama will help everyone to savor each dish and experience the true meaning of Kaiseki cuisine." The waiter who was helping at the side explained at the right time.

Not only are the chefs in this restaurant Japanese, but the entire meal is served in Japanese with a heavy accent in English.

Only a small number of waiters are Chinese, playing the role of Yan Wenchuang at this morning's fundraising briefing, helping the cooking masters to improve their status.

"Kaiseki cuisine originated in the 16th century and was originally inseparable from the tea ceremony. The simple meal that guests eat before the tea ceremony is called 'Kaiseki', which means putting warm stones in the arms to satisfy a slight hunger. Later, it gradually formed a unique food culture aesthetic."

The standard introduction, coupled with the chef's action of sprinkling gold powder on the edge of the plate, seemed a bit awkward and weird.

"I know another story. When monks are hungry in winter and have no food to eat, they heat stones and hold them in their arms to ward off the cold and fill their stomachs. That's why it's called Kaiseki cuisine."

The royal sister expressed her opinion with great interest, glanced at everyone without much confidence and said with a smile: "It sounds like the origin of the tea party is more real."

"Those who understand me are rare, those who value me are precious, that's why the sage wears coarse clothes but holds jade in his heart - there is also this version taken from the Tao Te Ching." Xie Jingxing complained leisurely.

Yu Tong gave him a portion of fried beef: "It should be traced back to the period when Japanese samurai daimyo were proud of Tang Dynasty tea. Some monks abandoned the precious Tang Dynasty tea sets imported across the sea and focused on pursuing the natural and simple artistic conception of mountains and rivers conveyed by Tang Dynasty literary works, forming the tea ceremony 'wabi-sabi' culture. Kaiseki cuisine was born out of this aesthetic concept and was greatly influenced."

"He can't show off as much as a warlord, so he's unique and elegant, which is in line with the mental state of a monk." Xie Jingxing couldn't stop talking even when he was eating beef.

"The body is the prison of the soul. It is good to restrain desires and cultivate one's character."

"Socrates was not abstinent. He felt relieved only when he closed his eyes and kicked his legs."

Xie Jingxing started to argue, and Yu Tong was about to retort, but when he saw his three friends and the chef duo twisting their bodies and looking at him, he stopped talking for the time being and put aside the dispute.

"..."

"Dr. Yu, is this how you two act on a daily basis?" The girl with the ball head was incredulous.

Yu Tong smiled a little embarrassedly: "What we usually talk about most is what to eat for dinner."

"It's okay, it's okay. I almost thought that successful people only talked about ideas. The topics were too high-end. No wonder none of my ex-boyfriends were successful in their careers." The girl with the ball head patted her chest with a lingering fear.

The royal sister was at a loss and joked: "Then when you find your next boyfriend, should we talk about what to eat for dinner every day?"

"We went to this restaurant on our first date, and if he couldn't talk about Socrates, he'd say goodbye!"

Meatball's resolute and decisive action made everyone shake their heads and laugh, and then they turned the page and tasted and commented on the taste of the next crab sushi.

Yu Ge, the royal boyfriend, silently looked at Xie Jingxing and Yu Tong for a moment, lowered his head and scrolled through the screen of his mobile phone, and from time to time he lowered the legs of his glasses thoughtfully.

The couple quoted the Tao Te Ching to satirize that they were holding a jade in their arms but insisting on wearing sackcloth, which was really shameless.

In short, the chef is advocating simplicity and nature while sprinkling gold dust on the plate. It's all nonsense. It would be better to just cut the salmon he wants into large pieces and serve it.

The latter defended the two sisters and refuted them with Socrates' last words, saying that it was true that Kaiseki cuisine contained the concept of self-cultivation in the Tao Te Ching, but it was just that the restaurant was bad today.

It turns out that wealthy tycoons also quarrel with their wives over trivial matters such as eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, and even act like a spoiled braggart...

Brother Yu raised his head and looked at Xie Jingxing and his wife again, and nodded slightly with sudden realization and relief.

But the financial tycoon and super rich second-generation character can actually quote the original text of the Tao Te Ching at will, which is quite a contrast. In this comparison, Dr. Yu seems more intelligent.

Just horrible.

Brother Yu closed the Baidu interface on his phone and was extremely grateful that his girlfriend had a master's degree. Thinking about it carefully, it was really not easy for Mr. Xie.

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As the night grew darker after dinner, the three friends, understanding that Yu Tong rarely had her husband by her side, cancelled the group movie-watching activity and enjoyed their own time together.

The royal sister couple went to the underground parking lot to pick up the car and went ahead. The girl with the bun hair stood on the roadside holding her chest and waiting for the online car-hailing service. She waved to Xie Jingxing and his wife to leave quickly.

My sister, who always talks about me being alone and brave, is now very hurt.

"I'm full."

Yu Tong watched the girl with the ball hair leave in the car from a distance, put his hands in his coat pockets and gathered his clothes: "I want to take a walk."

"I remember that the Bu Du Milk Tea shop is just ahead of this road." Xie Jingxing thought it was okay since it was still early. He didn't get to eat the salmon in the end so he finished half a pot of rice to vent his anger. He was a little full.

The streets are bustling with people, the lights are bright, and the cool evening breeze is blowing, and the city's nightlife is quietly awakening.

Wang Xing used the outrageous comments in the venture capital circle to comment on the value of the consumer market, and made a classic poem that women are greater than children and men are worse than dogs. In fact, the venture capital circle has a more detailed and outrageous way of judging the value of the consumer market.

Look at the beauties. Where there are more beauties, there is money to be made.

Haidilao two years ago, milk tea shops today, and yoga pants in the future all prove the high value orientation of "super girls". Men and money are always by their side.

Luxury cars are parked beside the commercial street, and a crowd of people is surging in front of the Budu Milk Tea flagship store in Shanghai. Most of the beauties have the mentality of female Bodhisattvas who save all living beings, and they are swaying in their graceful manners and showing off their cool outfits.

"Nice body."

Xie Jingxing sat on a bench in the backlight, bored and observing the flow of customers in the store. Yu Tong, who was waiting in line to buy milk tea, came over to join him with a tone full of appreciation, and as he spoke, he tightened his coat again.

She can't do that because she's afraid of the cold.

“The texture feels fake.”

Xie Jingxing followed her gaze and aimed at a hot G-cup short-haired girl not far away. He didn't know the technology of vehicle modification, but he still had the experience of a veteran driver who had driven tens of millions of cars.

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Yu Tong took a sip of the milk tea and said, "Mean."

"It tastes good. This project is done, halfway done."

Xie Jingxing slurred his straw and said indistinctly that he had not had any private contact with Cui A-Liu since the one-night stand in Hong Kong Island. He watched coldly as the Bu Du brand finished tea direct-sale e-commerce business was half-dead, and the zero-sugar sparkling water business flopped as soon as it went online.

The main business of milk tea is deeply integrated into the concept of national trend and maintains rapid growth, while other businesses are left to their own devices.

Yu Tong suddenly remembered that the beautiful founder of this milk tea brand was called "Xie Xuan", and then he thought of Mobike's Hu Weiwei, and who else was it?

Xu Nuo, the 30-year-old head of all platforms and senior vice president of Xindah.

"Mom said it would be auspicious for Xiaoman to celebrate his birthday two days in advance." Yu Tong put the long list of names behind him.

"Okay, you discuss the decision with mom."

Xie Jingxing paused for a moment and then estimated, "I will be on a business trip to the United States in a few days. I may go to the Middle East for a tour and should be able to come back to celebrate my daughter's birthday."

"You bully Xiaoman because she doesn't understand the implicit meaning. When she goes to kindergarten, use the word 'should' less often." Yu Tong reminds people as usual that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Xie Jing Xing flattened the milk tea paper cup and threw it into the trash can, saying something nice: "The company's pace has slowed down, and I have a lot of time to stay at home with you two this year."

"Why are we going to the Middle East?" Yu Tong responded insincerely.

"Fundraising, it's all about money."

Xie Jingxing raised his hand and rubbed his face. Last year, the RMB fund fundraising was completed in about half a month from the opening of the subscription channel, during which time there were a large number of investment briefing meetings.

Before this, there had never been a single purely market-oriented fund with a scale of tens of billions. During the whole process of trial and error, small problems occurred frequently and there was no reference experience.

Xie Jingxing estimated that this year's 90 billion yuan subscription would be completed in a week at the fastest and ten days at the slowest. If the situation is optimistic, he can go on a business trip earlier and come back earlier.

Raising $60 billion is not a big deal. American counterparts have access to the world's most mature fundraising market, which brings together university endowment funds, sovereign funds, insurance funds, and family funds from around the world.

Four types of top LPs reserve investment quotas for the Chinese market every year. Xie Jingxing only needs to give them a reason to give the money to Xiyou.

Last year, just after the stock market crash, the Canadian Teachers' Pension Plan offered $5 million to raise funds without any reason. The money was originally expected to be invested in three or five Chinese venture capital funds, but was monopolized by Xiyou.

The sources of funds for the four types of US dollar LPs can be judged from their names on paper - they pursue stable returns.

Venture capital, a high-risk, high-return business, is part of their asset allocation to diversify investment risks. Five years later, the hot Chinese market is unlikely to continue, so it is natural that the total amount of related investment quotas will be drastically cut.

Xie Jingxing's personal will was unable to reverse the macro trend, and others simply withdrew from investing. Faced with the closure of the reservoir, Xiyou had the ability to pump water but no water to pump.

“Do Middle Eastern sovereign funds believe in the Chinese market?”

Yu Tong drank the last sip of milk tea, sorted out his thoughts and asked questions slowly.

Xie Jingxing shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know, maybe it's because they are optimistic, but objectively speaking, their money has nowhere to go."

"Hmm?" Yu Tong played the role of a perfect listener.

"The Committee on Foreign Investment in the United States has tried its best to prevent Tencent from acquiring WhatsApp. China does not allow foreign capital to hold a high proportion of shares in Internet companies. Major countries and regions around the world do this."

Xie Jingxing took out his phone and sent the location to the driver, and continued to say: "The US dollar LP cuts the quota for the world's second largest economy, and can also withdraw it back to invest in the largest economy."

“If sovereign funds in the Middle East and Southeast Asia cut their quotas for domestic venture capital firms, they can only transfer the money to American venture capital firms. There is no guaranteed option. To some extent, there is too much money and we have to find a way to spend it.”

Taihe Family Office also operates this asset diversification strategy, with the 400 billion cash flow withdrawn from Jingxing Group transferred overseas to invest in the US stock market, Japan and even Vietnam.

Xie Jingxing is actively preparing for future macro changes and plans to travel to the Middle East to find financial sponsors. Taihe's Singapore office is planning to become a major sponsor of a local Israeli venture capital fund.

Although we know that concentrating funds will save trouble and reduce the need to ask for help, we can earn more, but we must put our eggs in different baskets. Financial investment is anti-human in this way.

For example, Bill Gates listened to his friends' advice in the 1990s and sold a large amount of Microsoft shares to buy farm real estate. Looking back now, it seems that he lost a lot of money. Anyone would have to give him a thumbs up and say that Mr. Gates is really inhumane.

"Honey, I want to eat squid on a stick."

The driver parked the car at the intersection, and the couple walked over and passed by Zhengxin Chicken Chops. Yu Tong smelled the fragrance and looked at it eagerly.

Xie Jing Xing didn't understand: "Just eat."

"Will it be dirty?" Yu Tong was shy.

"You've already drunk the milk tea and you're saying this. Will mom eat it? Then I'll buy a few more skewers."

Xie Jingxing diligently squeezed into the crowd. Yu Tong stood there looking at his back and couldn't help laughing.

After completing the strategic adjustment of the financial empire, the distribution of his wealth changed accordingly. The entire family office has nearly 200 billion US dollars in assets, Jingxing Group has more than 300 billion US dollars, and there are shares in Yunshan Group.

It can be said that to this day money is really just a number.

They are just ordinary people, eating junk food, bragging to friends, walking on the street looking at beautiful women, and having all the instinctive needs of human beings. (End of this chapter)