King of Capital

Chapter 87 President Liu

Later in the day the rain stopped, the sky grew darker, and night fell.

"Mr. Tang, please be safe on the road. See you tomorrow."

Song Anli closed the car door and said goodbye. The smile on her face disappeared instantly. She looked up at the brightly lit office building, breathed a sigh of relief tiredly, cheered herself up, took out her work card, walked into the room, swiped the elevator and went upstairs.

The variety show ended last weekend. She transferred from the front desk to run around with Tang Man this week to deal with the Didi financing project. She finally got off work on time after returning from a business trip today and made an appointment with her sisters to watch a movie at home.

As a result, she received a sudden notice that her boss wanted to talk to her. He was the real boss, not the "Mr. Xie" that the friends called each other on variety shows.

"Mr. Xie, please find me."

She reminded herself mentally as she walked into the office with a cute smile on her face.

Xie Jingxing poured her a cup of coffee: "Have you adapted to the work during this period?"

"Ms. Tang is very humble and has taught me a lot, helping me to integrate into the work environment. She even drove me back from the airport just now." Song Anli said whatever she wanted to say without knowing the reason.

Xie Jing Xing was silent for a few seconds and then got straight to the point: "I'm in need of an assistant. I was supposed to recruit from outside, but I can't find a suitable candidate for a while. I want you to try."

"I'm... afraid I won't be able to do it well."

That night, Song Anli saw Xie Jingxing's private life at a private party for top second-generation rich people. Following Mr. Tang to work this week allowed her to get a glimpse of Xie Jingxing's real working state.

The assistant is an imperial envoy with a sword, a practitioner of will. She really doesn't think she is qualified for this job. She will be roasted on the fire.

Xie Jingxing nodded slightly: "You are not the only assistant. The recruitment will continue. You will have a partner."

His position as executive director in charge of market operations at "Budu" is not just a figurehead. He will really need to participate in daily management in the future, which requires a full-time assistant. Cui Aliu will be responsible for recruitment.

At the same time, he has to serve in the warehousing and logistics subsidiary and the fresh food retail subsidiary of Yunshan Group. Even if he does not participate in daily management work, taking into account the two investment businesses of Taihe and Xiyou, one assistant is not enough.

He is now gradually becoming overwhelmed and seems to be like a film student with multiple jobs. It's not the intensity of the work but the complexity and triviality of the scope. It seems that he is not responsible for any of them, but they all require his nod and signature.

"Mr. Xie, can I know why it was me?" Song Anli frowned and thought for a long time before asking carefully.

Xie Jing Xing lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. His expression could not be seen clearly: "I didn't make it clear just now. The assistant's scope of work will include my personal life, so trust is more important than ability."

"..."

Song Anli finally walked out of the office in a daze, with two more documents in her hands, one was a confidentiality agreement, and the other was Xie Jingxing's next work schedule.

Liu Qiming appeared out of nowhere with a weird look on his face, and called her "Assistant Song" in a friendly tone, and took her to the IFC shopping mall, the most expensive shopping mall in Shanghai described by Guo Jingming. At this time, the mall was empty as it was closed for the day.

Only the luxury brand stores such as Hermès, Chanel and Bulgari had bright lights. The salesgirls stood at the door of the store waiting for the only customer, who could wander freely through the stores.

One million three hundred thousand, two sets of jewelry from Bulgari and Van Cleef & Arpels were the main consumption, while two Hermès commuter bags and clothes only cost a few hundred thousand.

That’s right, only because after shopping in the mall, I went to the only two Patek Philippe counters in China. A 40mm caliber men’s super-complex chronograph watch cost three million.

"Assistant Song, it's a little late today. Let's just make do with it for now. I'll rent a house for you near the company tomorrow. Do you have a favorite neighborhood?" Liu Qiming asked with a smile on his face and his hands behind his back.

Song Anli watched the salesgirls at the luxury goods store busy moving packaging boxes and filling up the living room, but her head was still filled with confusion. The house she and her bestie rented had three bedrooms and a living room, and was not small in size.

She was able to study in the UK at her own expense, so she is not poor.

"And the car. Our company has an agreement with the Porsche 4S store. We change cars regularly every year. What model do you like?"

Liu Qiming said to himself: "Of course, if you don't like Porsche, other brands are fine. After all, it's a work vehicle, and these companies have reimbursement quotas."

"…What company are you from?"

Song Anli's best friend, wearing a long robe and pajamas, with a black mud mask on her face, stood at the bedroom door looking like a ghost and asked stupidly.

"I'm a financial institution, mainly doing venture capital. I'm sorry to bother you so late, but I have time to get a beauty treatment tomorrow, the weekend."

Liu Qiming presented several boxes of snacks with both hands. The gift boxes were wrapped in a Loewe silk scarf, with receipts such as beauty salon coupons and Ritz-Carlton restaurant vouchers pressed on top.

After a long time of hustle and bustle, the living room returned to silence. The salesgirls in the luxury brand store who brought their own shoe covers took away the garbage bags at the door. The pleasant-smelling scented candles swayed faintly, acting as air fresheners.

"Lili!" Song Anli's best friend screamed and pushed her onto the sofa, "You're being kept?!"

Bang! There was a crisp sound from the coffee table. A bottle of perfume rolled to the ground and shattered, emitting a faint, cool tea scent similar to that of aromatherapy.

She grinned with heartache and quickly stood up to pick it up, wanting to find an empty small hydrating spray bottle to collect the remaining.

"Stop it." Song Anli sat up.

My best friend rolled her eyes and said, "Wow, you look like a rich woman being kept by someone else. You're making thousands of dollars."

"No, come here and listen to me first."

Song Anli turned around and hugged her best friend, telling her about the bizarre experience that night which was comparable to "Robinson Crusoe".

The dark clouds outside the window dissipated, the moon rose to the zenith, and the candlelight gradually dimmed. "What kind of a domineering CEO fell in love with my woman? You caught my attention?!"

After hearing this, my bestie jumped up from the sofa: "So he told you straight out that because you liked him before, he wanted to take advantage of that and thought he could trust you?"

"That's what he said."

"No, he's some greasy, ordinary guy. Is he as handsome as Xie Jingxing? Is he as rich as Xie Jingxing? Why do you think you still like him?"

"He is Xie Jingxing."

Song Anli's face was slightly red, and she lowered her head. Her voice was not much louder than a mosquito. Due to the confidentiality agreement of the variety show, she had not told her best friend that she worked at Grapefruit Capital. She was on a business trip and working overtime this week and had no time to chat.

My best friend was stunned for a moment, blinking blankly for a long time before she opened her mouth slightly: "Well, then he can't be sure that you still have feelings for him now, and you will definitely not betray him."

"He didn't think I still had feelings for him. He just said that because of what happened before, he felt I was trustworthy and could be used fairly easily without the need for re-adjustment." Song Anli covered her face with her hands, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

My best friend was very indignant and said, "How can he be so cold-blooded? He can use past personal feelings as a bargaining chip... Did you lose your ambition and take the initiative to say something to him?"

"I didn't! He is a genius who has completed a merger worth more than 20 billion US dollars. He can convince Tim Cook, Bill Gates and Bezos with just his mouth. Do you know what this means? Ordinary girls like us are transparent in his eyes."

Song Anli's voice became softer and softer until she gradually faded away and sat up dejectedly.

My best friend pursed her lips and looked pitying: "You still like it, I mean why did you agree to be an assistant?"

"He said that I don't have Xu Xin's family background, but he does, and he can give me a chance to surpass Xu Xin."

Song Anli's eyes regained their brightness, brighter than the stars in the night sky.

…………

Haze, light pollution, and other topics related to environmental protection have been brought up again and again in recent years.

Cheng Wei didn't understand all this messed up stuff, but when he looked up at the sky, he saw that the stars were indeed much dimmer than what he had seen on his way home from work late at night many years ago.

"Boss, give me another ten skewers of grilled pork belly, with spicy and less salt."

He shouted at the top of his lungs, but the food stall was crowded with people at midnight, and no one could hear him if he didn't shout.

Liu Qing folded his hands and rested his chin: "Why are you in such a good mood today? Is it because Xie Jingxing is back?"

"Of course, the God of Wealth is back." Cheng Wei took a sip of beer.

Liu Qing, the daughter of the leader of the northern business community in China, is the MD of Goldman Sachs' direct investment department in Asia Pacific. This is the third time the two have met in the past half month.

Xie Jingxing is a difficult guy in the eyes of Boss Cai. Liu Qing wants to say that everyone is not a difficult guy. Other investors are under crazy pressure from Alibaba's "Jianghu Hunting Order" and dare not invest in Didi, but her father is a Jianghu Benhu!
Baidu was attracted to join the game by the life-and-death momentum of Tencent and Alibaba, and she also saw opportunities on behalf of Goldman Sachs.

Unfortunately, Cheng Wei declined Liu Qing's kindness twice in the past half month. There is no need to explain the reason for accepting Tencent's investment. He accepted Xiyou Capital's investment in order to take advantage of Xie Jingxing's fame and Taihe's social resources in Shanghai.

What about Goldman Sachs? It is impossible for Liu Qing to use her own resources to do projects while working for others. Now Didi only needs the signboard of a fund with state-owned background.

"Speaking of which, I have had some interactions with Xiao Xie, but he is not the Maitreya Buddha."

She gestured at a string of pork belly and hesitated about how to eat it. She was in a hurry to go out tonight and didn't bring any lipstick for touch-up.

Cheng Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Boss Liu, it's not very kind of you to say this about my God of Wealth in front of me."

"I said the same thing in front of him." Liu Qing was very frank and bold.

She paused and asked, "Why did you call me out today? Are you willing to take our Goldman Sachs money?"

"Or you can talk to Mr. Xie in person." Cheng Wei smiled innocently.

Liu Qing didn't comment, but suddenly smiled, threw down the pork belly, picked up the draft beer cup and drank half of it in one breath, then exhaled softly: "If you don't let me invest, I'll just work for you."

"Come here, I'll give you the position of president."

Cheng Wei restrained his expression, sat up straight, and spoke in a serious tone. At present, Didi has not yet established the position of president.

Tencent and Didi have a deeply bound strategic partnership, while Xie Jingxiang is a pure-blooded venture capitalist. As long as the returns are high enough, he can withdraw at any time or even stab him in the back.

The salt is too strong and needs more chili to balance it out.

Liu Qing looked at him carefully and said, "To be honest, I think Didi is a good investment project."

"You spent twelve years climbing from the bottom of Goldman Sachs to your current position. When you go out, everyone calls you President Liu, and then casually adds that this is President Liu's daughter."

Cheng Wei met his gaze, paused briefly and then continued calmly: "Xie Jingxing has been in the workplace for three months. Everyone calls him Mr. Xie, but no one deliberately adds the second half of the sentence."

"He bet big on me." He raised his hand and tapped his chest and finally asked, "Are you not as good as him?"

(End of this chapter)