Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 480 Why not play along when they offer themselves up?
Jiang Beicheng and He Wenxing were not on the invitation list for tonight's dance. Jiang Beicheng was brought along by Zhou Yu at the last minute and did not have his credentials verified beforehand.

He Wenxing is the son of the municipal party committee secretary-general, a sensitive position, and Sister Ami wouldn't do anything that would leave a trace.

However, both of them were recognized by the silver-haired old woman in front of them.

Just now in the lobby, she addressed Jiang Beicheng as "Mr. Wang," but now she has changed her address to "Mr. Jiang."

It's obvious that they're deliberately hiding his identity.

This Mrs. B, the founding father of the socialite circle, truly possesses profound inner strength.

But what Mrs. B saw in the two young men was more than just their social status.

He Wenxing currently works at Guotai Junan Securities, which is controlled by Shanghai International Group.

A leading domestic securities firm.

China Telecom, China Mobile, SMIC, Kuaishou, CATL... all of these companies were sponsored for listing by Guotai Junan Securities.

Jiang Beicheng is also a well-known private equity practitioner in China, holding Lian Capital, and has made frequent moves in the venture capital market in the past year.

The relationship between investment institutions and securities firms is too complex to explain in a short time.

Young Master He and Young Master Jiang met at her tea table and became friends; their relationship is bound to be close in the future.

In addition, she knows some regional heads of top global securities firms.

A-shares, Hong Kong stocks, US stocks... all can provide convenient communication channels.

While socialites like Ye Xiaohui are still worrying about not being able to get close to wealthy men, Mrs. B makes a slight move and creates a whole chain of interests.

Jiang Beicheng and He Wenxing sat down in the tea room, and Mrs. B personally brewed the tea.

The technique is quite skillful.

He is also a tea connoisseur.

Sitting down brings a sense of refined elegance, and Jiang Beicheng enjoys this feeling.

“Gentlemen, there is no one else here,” Mr. B said with a smile as he poured tea for the two men.

Jiang Beicheng and He Wenxing removed their masks at the same time, and He Wenxing was somewhat shocked.

I never expected to run into Jiang Beicheng here tonight.

He knew Jiang Beicheng. In fact, most young people who returned to China to pursue their careers knew Jiang Beicheng, an outstanding young entrepreneur in Jiangnan City.

Moreover, Mr. Jiang's main business is private equity investment, and the two are closely related in their respective industries.

"President Jiang, it's a pleasure to meet you. This meeting feels somewhat surreal." He Wenxing smiled and raised his teacup to Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng returned the greeting, "Young Master He, it's a pleasure to meet you."

I never expected to have such a high reputation among the second-generation elites in Shanghai.

After they finished their tea, both of them looked at Mrs. B.

I'm really curious how Mrs. B recognized them?
B's answer lacked lengthy analysis, instead projecting an image of intelligence and profound knowledge.

He simply offered a few flattering words to each of the two young men.

Jiang Beicheng and He Wenxing shook their heads and smiled.

Compared to Mrs. B, this "old hag," the two seemed rather naive.

However, Mrs. B's words and actions made them very comfortable.

I'll fawn over you, but I won't let you feel like I'm flattering you.

It might even trigger some vanity, making you feel like you belong in your own right.

"President Jiang, Mr. He, Mr. Gao, CEO of Morgan Stanley China, and Mr. Fan, President of Goldman Sachs China, have some connections with me. If there's a chance, we can sit together in a different setting," Mrs. B said, refilling their tea.

Jiang Beicheng and He Wenxing exchanged a glance, they really hadn't expected B Tai's circle of friends to be so impressive.

Morgan Stanley and Goldman Sachs, two leading international securities firms, have a very strong presence in the A-share and Hong Kong stock markets.

He Wenxing's company, Guotai Junan Securities, has collaborated with two securities firms more than once, acting as joint sponsors or underwriters to help several unicorns with assets in the tens or even hundreds of billions of yuan successfully IPO.

He Wenxing, this overseas returnee with connections, is now in an awkward position in the group, neither high nor low. Because of his father's connections, the leadership will give him some face and a sense of presence, but they won't take him too seriously.

The administrative system and interpersonal relationships within state-owned enterprises are quite different from those in organizations and governments.

They may be from the same company, or they may not be.

He Wenxing was very confident in his abilities, but he lacked large projects to handle.

Mr. B's pot of tea brought President Jiang and the presidents of two other top international securities firms to him. He was extremely excited.

Jiang Beicheng's feelings couldn't be described as excitement, but there was a little thrill.

These individuals, along with Mr. Li from CICC, whom he knew in Beijing.

He's taken big strides down the path of venture capital.

Jiang Beicheng smiled, picked up his teacup, and toasted Mrs. B.

It's clear that this isn't the first time B has organized such a gathering.

The relationship between the two presidents she mentioned and her was not just a simple matter of some social interaction.

B returned to Jiangbei City: "In my decades in the industry, whether in domestic or international circles, I've never seen anyone like President Jiang."

I express my respect to you.

Jiangbei City was refreshing. The commercial hype was all the same, and it got tiresome after a while. The word "path" was actually quite interesting.

We sat in the tea room and chatted for a while.

Jiang Beicheng and He Wenxing got along quite well.

The fact that they can both appear in such a setting at the same time at least indicates that they share a common hobby.

Having a hobby can help you make friends.

They exchanged contact information.

After finishing their tea, none of the three of them returned to the main hall.

Ye Xiaohui, Shanghai's top kindergarten teacher, was still waiting in the lobby, extremely anxious.

She hoped that her grandmaster would help her get to know Mr. Wang.

Many male guests took the initiative to approach her; her legs alone were enough to arouse men's desires.

However, she had no mind to please others, including two billionaires who passed by her in her daze.

She is still waiting for Mr. Wang and her grandmaster B to come out.

“No need to wait, their minds are no longer on this dance,” Zhou Yu suddenly said, walking up to her.

Ye Xiaohui found it very jarring.

However, she couldn't control her anxiety and resorted to any treatment she could find.

She asked Zhou Yu to act as a matchmaker for her.

Seeing Ami's eagerness to fawn over Ye Xiaohui, Zhou Yu felt sorry for her, thinking she might suffer a crushing defeat.

However, she still helped contact Jiang Beicheng.

The reason is simple: she knew her ex-boyfriend's fetishes.

If someone is eagerly offering themselves to him, would he refuse?

If she were a man, and Ye Xiaohui offered herself to him, she would have taken advantage of her.

It was just for fun.

Because this top kindergarten teacher in Shanghai is not respectable.

I definitely won't have any emotional ties with Jiang Beicheng anymore; being able to be friends is already pretty good.

If Jiang Beicheng knew that Ye Xiaohui had asked her for help, and that she had kept it a secret and hadn't done it, then she would be a bit immature.

She also believed in her ex-boyfriend's judgment in women and that he wouldn't waste too much energy on Ye Xiaohui.

Jiang Beicheng smiled when he saw Zhou Yu's message.

Zhou Yu told him in a very humorous way: "Tonight, a dog is eager to come to my door and lick my boots."

Jiang Beicheng guessed that she was referring to Ye Xiaohui.

Why not play when it's offered to you?
Aunt Shen booked a room for Ye Xiaohui, and then Xie Jun, the driver, went to pick her up.

"Miss Ye, Mr. Wang asked me to pick you up," Xie Jun said.

Ye Xiaohui beamed with joy, thinking she had seen a glimmer of hope.

Zhou Yu was secretly overjoyed. Xie Jun addressed him as "Mr. Wang," and it was likely that Ye Xiaohui wouldn't even know who her sugar daddy was tonight, and Jiang Beicheng would have already made a hasty escape.

(End of this chapter)