Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 252: Mr. Jiang, this investor is too generous
"Welcome, President Jiang!"

The office of Shangcheng magazine is also located in this cultural industry park. After Wu Wen received the notice from Jiang Beicheng, she brought her colleagues to greet him at the door.

The banners were just made and put up.

Jiangbei City took a quick look and saw that the soldiers were all women.

There are only one or two male colleagues in a company.

"Mr. Jiang, this is our company's creative director, this is the financial director, this is the design director, this is the content director, and this is the marketing director..." Wu Wen introduced them one by one.

A studio has ten people, seven or eight directors, plus a general manager and a deputy general manager.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "Your company is very unique."

Wu Wen followed with a smile and said, “That’s how startups are, Mr. Jiang.

We are looked down upon by high-end talents. In your words, we are just a makeshift team.

However, everyone is engaged in the media and news industry and has solid basic skills.

Some of them are my colleagues at the newspaper, and some are my former classmates at the Journalism School.

Isn't there an old saying that goes, "Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang." "With a dozen of us pulling together, we're pretty capable."

Investors attach great importance to the level of the team.

In front of Jiangbeicheng, Wu Wen didn't dare to make big promises like other entrepreneurs, because it was still uncertain how successful the event in Shanghai would be. She couldn't set the bar too high, otherwise she would end up shooting herself in the foot.

But you can't be too humble or too low-key. If the team quality is poor, investors will definitely look down on you.

Wu Wen took a roundabout approach and praised her team indirectly.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and nodded.

When he founded the North City Hotel, he also started with a makeshift team.

Very normal.

The key is that in the company's subsequent development process, managers must improve and personnel work must keep up.

On this point, Jiang Beicheng did not mean to look down on the startup company "Shangcheng".

"Everyone warmly welcomes President Jiang to Shangcheng to guide our work." Wu Wen led the applause.

A group of young colleagues followed suit and applauded.

His gaze stopped at Jiang Beicheng.

I was so excited to see the investors, it was like seeing the light.

At the same time, I also feel envious that Mr. Jiang has reached such a high position at such a young age.

Their peers are still struggling at the bottom, uncertain whether they will have a future.

It's hard not to feel emotional.

"Mr. Jiang, can I show you around?" Wu Wen invited enthusiastically.

Jiang Beicheng followed in.

As you enter the company, a breeze of freedom blows towards you.

Large-scale graffiti, fashion posters, photos, retro ornaments, intangible cultural heritage...

At first glance, it seems chaotic, but at second glance, it seems to have a sense of harmonious conflict. After looking at it a few more times, it feels like the friction and fusion of Eastern and Western cultures.

This is what fashion is all about: integration through friction and seeking common ground in differences.

Jiang Beicheng could feel that this young and energetic team was capable of independent thinking.

There are also some new things in the understanding of fashion.

Jiang Beicheng smiled.

The company left a good initial impression on him.

"Mr. Jiang, here are the themes we're currently working on. They cover Huangmei Opera, Guangzhou martial arts, Guizhou Dong folk songs, and other ethnic minority cultures, as well as the Chaoshan culture theme we're currently preparing for!"

When Wu Wen talked about these things, there was light in her eyes and her words were passionate. You could feel her love for her job.

"Mr. Jiang, please allow our content director and creative director to explain the details to you."

"Mr. Jiang, please come this way..."

After listening to several projects they were working on, Jiang Beicheng went to the conference room and held a simple symposium with them to exchange ideas on market conditions and social value.

A few days ago, Jiang Beicheng was only interested in investing in the "Shangcheng" project, and regarded it as a project for himself to practice.

After inspecting the company and team today, I am more convinced of its extremely high social value.

At the same time, we are also optimistic about the market prospects of "Shangcheng".

If it is done well, it may not be worse than fashion media such as "Bazaar", "Rayli" and "Vogue".

On the other hand, they may not have what "Shangcheng" has.

Because it takes time and experience to dig deep into China's local cultural life. The more detailed the digging, the more interesting it will be.

Jiang Beicheng nodded with satisfaction after the symposium.

A group of young people are smiling brightly.

They know that this is the investors' affirmation of them.

Jiang Beicheng reminded: "I have a strict requirement for you.

Calm down and do it, slow down and think.

The content must be true and substantial, and you cannot simply follow market trends.

Talking about this reminds me of a very popular animated film recently, "Nezha", a masterpiece polished by hundreds of teams over five years.

It also opened up the market for Chinese animated films.

I hope you do the same.”

Wu Wen was excited. Her original intention was exactly the same as Jiang Beicheng's. "Mr. Jiang, I sent you the theme journal before. Our entire team spent half a year traveling all over northern Shaanxi. If there is a star effect, let's collaborate.

Its exposure and influence must be many times greater than what it is now.”

A group of young people nodded in agreement.

Believe enough in your own work.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "I admire your confidence and attitude towards work.

But you must be prepared to fight a protracted war.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

Not every persistence will be rewarded, and not every beautiful thing will be appreciated."

"Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Jiang!" Wu Wen suddenly smiled and said, "I was mentally prepared when I sold the house.

Work hard on him for two or three years and then we'll talk about it."

Jiang Beicheng was touched by her words.

This optimistic attitude in the face of adversity is very contagious.

He stood up and said goodbye, smiling at Wu Wen, "If you do a good job in the Shanghai event, you won't have to worry about money anymore."

"Thank you Mr. Jiang!"

The group of young people were extremely excited.

This investor is so generous.

"I will do my best to cooperate with President Jiang in this event without reservation." Wu Wen expressed her position to Jiang Beicheng. She knew that she had no other way out.

After sending Jiang Beicheng out, he invited him, "Mr. Jiang, it's dinner time now. I've reserved a table. Are you free?"

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Wu, I have an appointment today."

Wu Wen nodded: "It's okay, Mr. Jiang is busy with his work, I won't bother you any more.

Let’s make an appointment next time when Mr. Jiang is free.”

"Contact us anytime." Jiang Beicheng drove away.

Wu Wen stood downstairs of the company and watched Jiang Beicheng leave.

When he turned around and was about to enter the house, Yu Guangzhong saw Jiang Beicheng's car parked in front of the Xishan Xingju Architectural Design Office.

Isn’t that Mr. Hai?

Wu Wen saw Mr. Hai from Xishanxingju come out of the company and get into Jiangbeicheng's car.

Was Xishan Xingju also invested by Mr. Jiang?

No, Mr. Hai is a sea turtle. When the leaders came to the industrial park to hold a symposium, Mr. Hai went on stage to speak as a representative of the entrepreneurs.

Judging from her conversation and knowledge, she is obviously from a wealthy family.

What's more, for a high-end talent like Ms. Hai to start a business, there are too many investors as long as she is willing to speak up.

Then there is only one possibility, President Hai and President Jiang...

Mr. Jiang said last night that he has no family!
Are they boyfriend and girlfriend?
Wu Wen reacted and confirmed her guess.

Her prediction from last night was confirmed. Mr. Jiang's woman was indeed a lady from a noble family, and a perfect match for him.

I felt a sense of loss.

Don't know where it comes from.

It's like taking two steps toward you, feeling like they're almost there, and then suddenly taking a dozen steps back. Wu Wen shook her head, trying to stay clear-headed. The most important thing right now was to get the cooperation project between Shangcheng and Mr. Jiang done well.

……

At the home of Master Zhang Zheng of Seres.

When Jiang Beicheng and Haitangxi arrived, their friends Jiang Feng, the vice chairman of Zhifei Bio, and Yuan Ling, the vice president of Cyber ​​Mining Group, were also there.

"Mr. Jiang, congratulations!"

Zhang Zheng came up and shook hands with him, smiling.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "I should be the one congratulating you, Mr. Zhang.

Congratulations to Uncle Zhang on being elected President of the General Chamber of Commerce."

Zhang Zheng turned around and smiled at Yuan Ling and Jiang Feng.

Jiang Beicheng reacted quickly and went up to shake hands with the two second-generation entrepreneurs. "Congratulations to President Yuan and President Jiang on being elected vice presidents."

Two second-generation entrepreneurs were elected as vice presidents at the General Chamber of Commerce’s seventh congress election.

It can be seen that their father has begun to focus on their training.

Of course, the Chamber of Commerce has more than ten vice presidents, and their value is definitely not as high as that of Zhang Zheng’s father, the chairman of the Jiangnan Federation of Industry and Commerce.

However, judging from their social status, wealth and policy resources, Yuan Ling and Jiang Feng, the second generation of entrepreneurs, are now at the table of the municipal party committee and government.

He is an outstanding representative among young people.

The future of Jiangnan’s private economy belongs to people like them.

After Jiang Beicheng congratulated his three poker friends, they were still all smiles.

Jiang Beicheng looked puzzled: "If you three have anything to say, just tell us directly!"

Yuan Ling said: "The application submitted by President Jiang was approved. I personally went to the secretariat to communicate with them."

Jiang Beicheng smiled.

I'm still a little excited inside.

When he founded Lian Capital after the New Year, he submitted an application to the General Chamber of Commerce to join the Jiangnan Federation of Industry and Commerce.

I never believed it.

I thought it didn't pass the review.

The value of the Chamber of Commerce is still very high. It is a symbol of identity, wealth and strength, and also a manifestation of social status and sense of responsibility.

The members of the Chamber of Commerce are basically well-known entrepreneurs in Jiangnan City, and their wealth is at least tens of billions.

There are also many members whose net worth is tens of billions.

Entering this circle is considered graduation in the business world of Jiangnan City.

Yuan Ling said frankly: "Before the conference, I asked my father to go to the secretariat to raise this issue.

A lot of time was wasted because of the meeting.

This time, General Manager Jiang and I were elected vice presidents, and we went directly to the secretariat to handle the matter.

Mr. Jiang, I will post something in the next few days.

By the way, there will be a Jiangnan private economy symposium next week, and you new members will also be invited to participate.

The mayor will be there.”

The mayor's attendance at the meeting instantly raised the level of the meeting.

"How can I thank you two?" Jiang Beicheng said with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang is too modest. Your father has made significant contributions to the private economy of Jiangnan City. Now you have joined this camp. Whether it is the catering service industry or the financial investment industry, Mr. Jiang's reputation and word of mouth are worthy of this identity." Yuan Ling said.

The second generation of entrepreneurs speak very well.

Jiang Beicheng humbly said, "Learn from the three of you."

Zhang Zheng smiled and said, "Are you done with the pleasantries?

How about we go to the table and eat first?"

"Let's eat, hahahaha, today's host is Mr. Zhang." Jiang Beicheng followed.

My little achievement is not worth mentioning, so I can't take the spotlight.

After they sat down at the table, Zhang Zheng greeted them, "As usual, let's have some fun after dinner."

Looking at Haitangxi: "Miss Xiaoxi, will you go first, or Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "Let her go, and I'll be her military advisor."

Haitangxi joked, "Are you sure about my skills?"

Jiang Beicheng said straightforwardly: "If you win, it's yours, if you lose, it's mine."

Haitangxi reminded: "What do you mean by yours and mine? What is the relationship between us?
uh-huh?"

"Hahahaha, Mr. Jiang must have said something wrong. Hurry up and apologize to Miss Xiaoxi." Yuan Ling said.

Zhang Zheng followed suit and poured a glass of wine: "You have to punish yourself with a glass. How can you be a man like this?"

Jiang Beicheng accepted it readily.

After this meal and this card game, Jiang Beicheng was very happy even though Haitangxi's skills were poor and she lost some money.

Number of smiles: 455/1000

In the past few days, at the MBA class reunion, the system recorded a lot of smiles at the dinner table of the second generation of entrepreneurs.

"Congratulations, baby, you've taken another big step towards your goal!"

On the way back, Haitangxi snuggled in Jiangbeicheng's arms and praised him, "In my life, there are only three people I admire.

One is my father, and the other is my mentor at Stanford University."

Jiang Beicheng interrupted, "There is another person in front of you."

Haitangxi smiled, raised her head and kissed Jiangbeicheng on the lips, "My baby is awesome!"

Jiang Beicheng looked into her eyes.

This doesn't sound like something Haitangxi would say.

"What's with that look in your eyes? You only allow your concubine and good sister to talk like that, but you don't allow me to say that?" Haitangxi smiled proudly and said, "The Haitangxi before was too proud to lower her head.

Now I don’t have to look down, I look up to you.”

Jiang Beicheng smiled, feeling somewhat relieved.

Haitangxi went to take extra classes privately.

How to coax a man!
In fact, the fact that an independent career woman like her is willing to do this is already proof of a man's success.

Jiangbeicheng feels a sense of accomplishment.

He teased her, “Sister Xi, you don’t have to look up to me. You should bow your head when you should.

Bowing for love is a great thing."

Haitangxi smiled.

A stinky little brother is still a stinky little brother. There is no seriousness in their private interactions.

"Back to where?"

Jiang Beicheng reminded as the car passed by Haitangxi's residential area.

Haitangxi: "Go back to the baby's bed, okay?"

"That's great! Sister Xi has been working too much overtime recently. She should exercise more."

"Hahaha, you have an invincible flirting mouth."

After returning home, Haitangxi sat with Jiang Beicheng and drank tea for a while to sober up.

Later in the evening, go to the bathroom, fill it with water, and take a bath with him.

This was not the first time that Jiang Beicheng and she had used the bathtub as a bed and the bathroom as a love room.

The performance is very natural.

Haitangxi also cooperated very well.

Men and women love these things, and what they pursue is physical and mental pleasure.

When the feeling comes, who cares where?
……

Early in the morning, Jiang Beicheng felt a wet kiss on his face.

"Baby, I'm going to work!"

Haitangxi said softly, without disturbing Jiangbeicheng.

It was the ringing of the cell phone before lunch that woke Jiang Beicheng up.

"Third sister!" Jiang Beicheng saw that it was Liu Shuyun calling, so he answered the phone.

"Jiang Jiang, I want you to accompany me, is that okay?"

The mood on the phone was somewhat negative and the voice was very deep.

(End of this chapter)