King of Capital

On the day of Qingming Festival, Xie Jingxing took his wife and children back to his hometown in Northeast China early, and the whole family of dozens of people went to sweep the graves.

The men surnamed Xie each held a shovel and hoe and pretended to fill the soil and weed. Yu Tong kowtowed three times in front of his grandfather's grave and burned some paper money, asking the ancestors to bless the family with prosperity and success.

During the first year of ancestor worship after his daughter-in-law came home, old Xie Lele and he spent all the two boxes of money they had prepared in advance, both giving and borrowing. The relatives then took out two red envelopes and gave them to little Yu Tong and Xie Yun.

I don’t know if the spirits of our ancestors in heaven are satisfied, but the living people are very happy and it’s perfect.

That night, Xie Jingxing returned to the Magic City. Before leaving, he slapped a cousin who was not out of the fifth generation of mourning. The little bastard grinned and asked Sister Feng Lan if she was still single.
"I will be in London by the 12th at the latest."

The next day, on April 4, he made a video call to Zhou Fenglan and chatted with her all the way while leaving home for the company early in the morning.

Chen Xi has already drawn up a schedule for this month. Regardless of the actual fundraising progress of the RMB fund, seven days is the estimated time unanimously agreed upon by everyone at Xiyou.

"Good morning, Mr. Yan is in a meeting. Would you like to say a few words?"

When Xie Jingxing came out of the elevator, he happened to meet Tang Man going upstairs to attend a meeting. The fundraising department cancelled the Qingming Festival holiday, and today was the first working day after the holiday and the subscription channel was officially opened.

It is said that everyone is busy but orderly and confident that the truth will be revealed, but the pressure and tension are real and everyone is on edge.

"Li Renyu will be at the company later. I have to get ready for a meeting in the next building."

Xie Jing Xing glanced at his watch and said, "The fundraising will be carried out as planned. Please take care of the details and let me know if there is anything."

"Okay, Jianyin and Yuexiu have informed us that they will subscribe as soon as possible. It would be best if you call to thank them in person tomorrow." Tang Man reminded.

Xie Jingxing made an OK gesture and left on his own, looking very calm.

In order to prevent major shareholders from using banks as their own ATMs, the group only holds 30% of Jichun Bank's shares. Together with Xinda'e, Yunshan Group and Taihe, the Xie family holds a total of 74.9% of the shares.

The other shares are basically scattered among several leading local companies in Jilin Province in exchange for invisible resources in various industries in the province.

In addition, Xinda'e acquired an Internet financial platform. In the future, Jichun Bank's core money-making business in the medium and long term will still be lending, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

There are three sources of funds: Jichun Bank's own paid-in capital and social deposits. The latter cannot be relied upon for the time being, so the bank has to rely entirely on the deposits of various companies within the Xie system, and the other source is exchange with other P2P platforms and peers.

Ultimately, the loans were issued through the wallet function of the user's personal interface of three software apps under Xinda'e: Ele.me, Meituan, and Dianping.

Li Renyu came to Shanghai for three things this time: asking for money, connecting with lending channels, and designing the board structure.

Twenty to three billion in deposits can always be gathered for him, and providing a lending channel for invested projects such as Didi and JD.com is not a problem and can be negotiated. Xie Jingxing is the chairman of the board of directors and does not participate in operation and management. Jichun Bank maintains its brand independence.

All in all, he really doesn't have the energy to be nervous about fundraising and pay extra attention to it.

It is not nonsense to say that I will have plenty of time at home in the future. This year, my focus is on home rather than outside, and I will take care of trivial matters.

"Is it time?"

Tang Man held her phone in her arms and spoke in a low voice. Yan Wenchuang stood in front of the computer and looked at the screen. This year's fundraising and subscription will be signed through both offline and online channels.

He reluctantly responded, "There's movement outside, there should be feedback soon."

The third-party fund sales team was spitting all over his face, and his own team was also very busy. It was really difficult for the eldest sister to keep him here and act deep.

There is the concept of window period for mergers and acquisitions and listings, and the same is true for fundraising.

Last year, right after the stock market crash, the market was in a frenzy over grapefruit, and it was easy to make tens of billions. This year, the situation is different, so everyone is a little uncertain.

A single fund of 90 billion yuan set a record. No market-oriented peers have ever done this amount of billion yuan, and it is related to the group's subsequent financing, so people are too concerned.

Tang Man remained silent. Yan Wenchuang consoled himself secretly, and was thinking about organizing his words to say something polite and then leave to go back to work. At that moment, a pleasant cell phone ringtone rang out.

The computer screen display interface refreshed, and a colleague pushed the door open while talking on the phone. Outside the office, someone walked quickly towards the printer, and someone picked up his bag and hurried out.

The noise gradually turned into a din. Tang Man answered the phone in her hand, and the sound of money flowing was echoing.

At this moment, funds are like a tide, rushing in from rivers, lakes and seas, forming a vast expanse.

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"The sea of ​​suffering stirs up love and hate. It is impossible to escape fate in this world."

The woman held a thin Zhonghua cigarette between her fingertips, her burgundy hair slightly curled, and sat on a high stool stroking the microphone, the smell of tobacco mixed with a lazy and decadent feeling flowing between her lips and teeth.

It's as ripe as a peach, and it looks really nice!
The gold medal wealth planner, whose real name is Li Daqiang and stage name is Allen Lee, changed his posture and bent slightly with the help of dim light.

From the day I joined the company, my master taught me through words and deeds that our clients in this remote area are all coal bosses, who are used to being flattered by them, so it's useless for you to be careful and serve them.

These country bumpkins need to be taught a lesson. The more you train them like grandchildren, the more willing they will be to give money to their grandfathers.

The master's words were heartfelt and insightful, so Li Daqiang always called himself Teacher Allen. Sure enough, his performance has been very good in the past few years. Some time ago, he forced his master to resign and was successfully promoted to supervisor. Today, he is able to take over an important big client of the company.

"Well, Xiao Li, how is the singing of my mainstay?"

The eldest brother, wearing a solid gold Buddha on his green leather collar, waved his hand. The mature woman turned off the music, turned on the light, left the room and closed the door.

The bright color of the carpet and the gold-plated decorations in the room reflected light, which made Li Daqiang squint his eyes involuntarily. He coughed lightly and was about to emphasize that you can just call me Teacher Allen.

The words were on the tip of my tongue but were suppressed by a broad hand that patted my shoulder.

"When she was young, she was ignorant and was cheated while working at Royal Liren. She suffered a lot."

The eldest brother intimately revealed: "I spent 50 yuan to find someone to intercede for her redemption. Afterwards, the factory's young foreman blocked me in the parking lot at night and stabbed me twice. Fortunately, I had thick clothes in winter, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me now."

"Because of this, she worked with me wholeheartedly. She has earned me at least a thousand dollars over the years."

The eldest brother paused for a moment, his eyes sparkling with a serious expression as he said, "You don't believe me? I'll show you."

"..."

Li Daqiang smacked his eyelids, and before he could say "I believe it", his brother quickly took off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing a body full of scars.

The two knife wounds on the stomach were minor injuries, and the shoulder needed more than twenty stitches. It was when he was protecting the coal mine that he was slashed by the enemy with Guan Gong's knife. The black dragon tattoo on his back was chopped into a mutilated dragon.

There is a bullet hole on the lower back. I used my hands to saw off the barrel of the gun and fired five shots. This is the effect.

There are also injuries on the legs, so I won’t show them to you. The elder brother touched the scarred and scabby belly and put away his magical powers.

"Mr. Lin, you have really been through a lot of ups and downs!" Li Daqiang echoed the sentiment with sweat on his back. He was really afraid that he would take off his pants on the spot.

"It's not easy for anyone to make money in this society, and it's even harder for uneducated people like us. With limited abilities, we can't do anything but work hard to earn some money."

The eldest brother propped up his buttocks and crossed his legs comfortably and said leisurely: "Don't be afraid of you laughing at me. I not only invested money in your company, but also looked for other channels, but I can't figure it out."

"Either they come up and tell me that there is guaranteed profit, or they tell me that the market is good. In any case, they talk a lot about being professional, but in the end they always lose money." He took out his mobile phone and showed them one by one.

The stock market account had a floating loss of more than 2 million yuan, and the futures account had a floating loss of more than million yuan. A brokerage fund invested million yuan, and it was emitting green light and full of healing vitality.

The elder brother grabbed the cigarette box and took a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath: "Xiao Li, I've listened to your company's investment guidance before, and I won't say much about the gains and losses. Is it safe for me to take out 200 million at once this time? I heard that venture capital is a high-risk financial investment?"

"Boss Lin, we may not be able to get a share just by subscribing to the book, and you should know that Xie Jingxing is very powerful, and the risk is high and the return is high!"

Li Daqiang was really sweating now. He didn't care about Teacher Allen's character and sat upright with his legs together.

When the leeks left by the master paid their tuition fees and graduated and became smart, saying, "If you dare to cheat me of my hard-earned money, I will make you sweat a little," his calves were really trembling.

"What's the use of calling me Mr. Lin or not? Just call me brother. I feel close to you the first time I see you."

The eldest brother flicked the ash from his cigarette: "Of course I know Xie Jingxing, but money is not safe in my own hands, let alone giving it to others."

"You better pay attention and try not to let your brother suffer any loss."

As they were talking, a female secretary came in with a pile of folders, half-knelt beside the sofa and spread out various investment entrustment agreements that the lawyer had just reviewed, and the eldest brother signed them casually. Li Daqiang stared, clenched a fist with one hand, and spread the other hand to rub the sweat stains on his palm to his trouser line.

"You can't just turn around and throw these things into the trash can on the side of the road, and then tell me in a few days that you didn't get the subscription shares?" The eldest brother joked with a smile after signing and putting out his cigarette.

Li Daqiang felt a chill run down his spine and shook his head vigorously: "No! Mr. Lin, you must be joking. I will definitely do my best to help you!"

"I'm going to be very busy today, so don't think I'm taking too long. I won't treat you unfairly after I get the job done."

The eldest brother accompanied Li Daqiang all the way to the door of the villa. When passing by the semi-open quiet room in the living room, he patted his shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

The mature woman changed into a tight cheongsam, and knelt in the quiet room with a dignified back and charming waist. Her peach-shaped buttocks aroused all kinds of reverie, and even the air was filled with casual charm.

Li Daqiang took only one glance and instinctively looked away. It was not until he walked out of the villa and looked up at the clear blue sky that the beating of his heart made him realize that he was temporarily safe.

"You promised me out again?"

The mature woman's burgundy hair was tied up in a bun behind her head, her slender neck was visible between her lowered eyes and brows. She poured the tea gently, and drops of water splashed onto the pages of "The Plague" placed next to her.

"I was just joking with the kids. It's not easy to get a share." Lin Xiangbei smiled.

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The mature woman picked up the book and gently shook off the water stains: "Didn't you say that the risk is great?"

"Xie Jingxing is different. We can all rely on our reputation to eat a meal occasionally. For a person like him, reputation is his capital. He would rather cover the bottom line and advance the funds than let the investors lose money." Lin Xiangbei sat cross-legged and explained carefully.

"You are you and I am me."

"Why not promise you to Xie Jingxing? You should be worth several hundred million shares."

"You're blind. People like us are honored to meet him." The mature woman picked up the teacup and turned the pages of the book without moving her eyes.

Lin Xiangbei laughed: "He is willing to offer, but I am not willing to sell it!"

"I am willing to do so, even if it means paying for it."

The mature woman's lips curled up as she turned another page of the book. Lin Xiangbei rested his chin on his hand and looked at her quietly, thinking that if Xie Jingxing was really willing, it would not be impossible for him to give her an additional dowry in addition to paying for her.

After all, there is an old saying that beauty deserves a handsome man, so she should belong to the most awesome man.

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"If the land in Hangzhou doesn't work, we can find Sunac to cooperate with us and let Evergrande be the contractor."

Xie Jingxing chatted with Li Renyu for the whole morning, and on the way back to the company after lunch, he took advantage of the opportunity to handle temporary work.

The real estate development project on the land in Hangzhou's West Lake Scenic Area has been delayed, and various approval and regulatory procedures have been blocking it, leaving Li Ying caught in the middle.

He just received a phone call to hint that Hangzhou city leaders felt that Evergrande was "not suitable" to enter Zhejiang Province, as there were many minor problems in all aspects.

Come to think of it, Xu Dai, this troublemaker, has been restless recently and has been plotting against Vanke, which is at the center of the storm. Xie Jingxing is too lazy to think about it and simply cooperates with Sunac to build a high-end project.

"He should pay enough money to cover the cost, and Sunac should not take advantage of him. We should act as soon as possible. This year, we need to raise prices to reduce inventory and there is also the G20 summit. We don't know when Hangzhou will cap prices."

As Xie Jingxing walked into the office, he turned and asked, "How is Wanda doing?"

“Wanda…”

The cell phone rang, and Xie Jingxing raised his hand to signal Chen Xi to stop talking.

"CCB subscribed 21 billion and Yuexiu subscribed 16 billion. The data summarized temporarily exceeded expectations. Ping An and Yuanhe are both in talks!" Tang Man's excited voice came through the phone.

"Just keep an eye on it. I'll contact them tomorrow."

Xie Jingxing hung up the phone calmly, subscription - cooling-off period - first closing of fundraising - total subscription amount counted, removing those who regretted or subscribed for no reason, oversubscription reverse allocation of shares, and continued fundraising if not fully raised.

The process has to be followed. It’s only been half a day and it’s not time to open the champagne.

"The composition of Wanda's privatization consortium has been basically determined. Including us, there are seven companies in total. We will start formulating a specific sales plan in the middle of this month." Chen Xi maintained the same calmness as a boss and restarted the conversation to concentrate on reporting on the current situation.

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"'Produce Camp' men's group season' is stuck, with regulators and reviewers arguing over whether it should be considered an internet show or a film and television variety show. Panda TV hopes you can help smooth things over."

In the evening, Xie Jingxing walked out of the office building, and Chen Xi followed him to report.

"You go and say hello. If it doesn't work out, sell it to LeEco. I'll make time for it later."

This variety show has been produced but is not allowed to be broadcast. Xie Jingxing has no good solution. If this problem is not solved, Panda TV’s PUGC professional content strategy will be like used toilet paper.

But now that he owns LeTV, the former's strategic position has plummeted.

"Ping An has signed, and Haitong wants 3 million shares for an asset management plan. The rough total fundraising amount is 50 billion!"

Xie Jingxing half-slipped into the car, and Tang Man appeared like a ghost, unable to hide his joy.

He frowned and made an inviting gesture: "Hu Weiwei is here to discuss the new round of financing, would you like to join us?"

"No, I have a dinner appointment with the people from Lujiazui Trust. Only if we raise more money can we better support her!" Tang Man smiled.

"come on."

Xie Jingxing smiled politely.

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"Manchester Art Gallery has several modernist female portraits, but none of them are in the second gallery on the left on the second floor of the gallery. I asked several staff members, but they were not sure whether the painting you were talking about was there."

The night is alluring, the international buildings on the other side of the hotel are lit up with neon lights, and the scenery of the world is in full view.

Xie Jingxing sat by the French window and shook the ice in the glass. He was not used to the taste of peaty whiskey, but tonight he suddenly felt like having a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label, which was strong and complex.

"The painting you are talking about does not exist at all." Hu Weiwei said to herself.

He swallowed the wine and replied, breathing in the smell of alcohol: "It's a pity, maybe I remembered it wrongly."

"I don't see why you feel sorry. You seem very proud." Hu Weiwei's eyes were slightly red.

Xie Jing Xing licked his lips: "What should I be proud of?"

"Sense of control? Obedience test? I don't understand you." Hu Weiwei shook her head slightly.

Xie Jing Xing turned his chair, leaned back, raised his chin and looked at each other, then asked calmly, "Did I succeed?"

"..."

"Clang, clang."

The cell phone rang shrilly, and Tang Man reported on the phone with surprise: "60 billion! 12 billion in 60 hours, we set a record! The industry has never achieved such a result in RMB fundraising. We didn't do it last year. We are faster and stronger!"

"Fcukyou Tang Man, don't you have more important things to do? I do! I'm drinking and don't want to hear you report numbers!" Xie Jingxing threw the phone away angrily.

"Ah."

"what?"

"Ah."

Hu Weiwei just nodded, her messy hair covering her face and hiding her spirit. (End of this chapter)