I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 332 The local tycoons of Nanxin are all interested

As expected, Song Qingdong ultimately declined Fang Qingye's invitation.

Song Dahai told Fang Qingye the result over the phone.

"Yezi, actually my dad wasn't completely against it, he was a bit hesitant. It's mainly my brother who was firmly against it. He said that throwing 50 million into a company that can't see when it will be profitable is just crazy. I'm sorry, Yezi."

Song Dahai concluded.

"It's alright," Fang Qingye said with a smile. "Investment is inherently risky, and it's normal for people to have different opinions."

After hanging up Song Dahai's call, Fang Qingye sat in her office, took a sip of tea, and fell into deep thought.

Somehow the news got out, and people immediately started calling to inquire about it; naturally, they were people who were rich.

The first person to call in was Shi Jingsheng's son, Shi Yong.

It was noon, and Fang Qingye was dividing and repotting orchids when he saw Shi Yong's name displayed on his phone screen, which surprised him.

Although they've added each other in their contacts, they rarely talk on the phone. What's wrong with them today?

After wiping the mud off her hands, Fang Qingye answered the phone.

Shi Yong's enthusiastic voice immediately came through the microphone: "Brother Fang, are you free tonight? Let's go to the Great World karaoke bar together."

"Last time I went to the Great World with Bai Ou to sing and ran into you, you insisted on dragging me to hang out with you guys. If it weren't for Bai Ou being a good drinker and drinking a few cups for me, I probably would have been drunk to death! No way, no way."

Fang Qingye refused outright.

"Hehe, I didn't mean it, Brother Fang." Shi Yong quickly clarified, "How about this, I'll treat you to tea, how about that?"

"You're inviting me for tea? That's rare. What's the matter? Just say it!" Fang Qingye was too lazy to argue with him.

"Oh, I heard you're raising funds to invest in that company called Ele.me?"

"You know about this?! Who told you this?" Fang Qingye asked in surprise.

"Hey, don't worry about that. Is there something to it?"

“Yes, you want to invest? This is no small sum,” Fang Qingye said.

"Of course I didn't take that much money, but I can ask around for my dad. He can still come up with 5000 million."

Ah?
Fang Qingye then gave a brief introduction to Ele.me's situation.

"Oh, is that so? Do you have any detailed information? I'll let my dad take a look," Shi Yong said on the phone.

Is Shi Jingsheng truly a kindred spirit?
Fang Qing wasn't sure either.

In fact, if these nouveau riche in Nanxincheng really wanted to invest, Fang Qingye wouldn't refuse.

Based on Meituan's past experience, Ele.me cannot go public in China if it wants to, as it does not meet many requirements. It is highly likely that it will go public in Hong Kong.

The Hong Kong Stock Exchange has certain requirements regarding the number of shareholders for companies wishing to list in Hong Kong; at least 300 shareholders are required.

So it doesn't matter if Shi Jingsheng really wants to invest; it's only 5000 million, and it won't cause any major waves in terms of equity.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingye said:

"How about this, I'll have Ele.me prepare some documents, and you can come and pick them up. Let your dad take a look and see what he thinks."

"Okay, when?"

"Come to my nursery tomorrow afternoon."

"OK!"

After hanging up Shi Yong's call, Fang Qingye continued working, repotting more than twenty pots of orchids before washing her hands and returning to her office.

Fang Qingye opened her computer and sent Zhang Xuhao an email explaining the situation. Since the other party was interested, she should take it seriously. That evening, Fang Qingye received a reply from Zhang Xuhao, along with an attachment: a simplified financing report. The report detailed the company's development status, shareholder structure, equity ratios, shareholder background, company valuation, and the intended use of the funds.

Fang Qingye looked at it carefully and felt there was nothing wrong with it.

The weather was nice the next day. The midday sun was gentle and the breeze was mild. It was quite pleasant to sit in the pavilion of the nursery, bask in the sun, and drink tea.

Fang Qingye sat alone in the pavilion, comfortably drinking tea, while Wangcai, nestled on the ground beside her, was dozing off.

Suddenly, Wangcai got up from the ground and looked warily toward the gate, as if someone had come in.

Sure enough, footsteps were heard. Fang Qingye turned around and saw several people on the road leading to the entrance of the nursery.

Shi Yong, Li Le, Qian Xiaoli, and a young man turned out to be Zhang Mingxuan, the son of Zhang Shuren, the owner of Yongli Investment Co., Ltd.

Zhang Mingxuan graduated from the School of Finance at Anhui University of Finance and Economics and then served as the deputy general manager of Yongli Investment.

Yongli Investment made its fortune by borrowing at high interest rates, but in the past two years the company has begun to transform, starting to provide some small loans with compliant interest rates and investing in some enterprises, including Nanxin Rural Bank, where it is said that it has invested 6000 million yuan and is the second largest shareholder.

At the same time, a debt collection company was set up, which was said to be Zhang Mingxuan's idea.

However, Fang Qingye rarely interacts with him—we're not short of money.

Seeing the group arrive, Fang Qingye stood up and greeted them, "Heh, what's going on today? All the young masters from Nanxin County have come out in force?"

"Qingye, we'd like to come here for tea. We heard you have Hainan Baisha green tea that just came on the market recently," Li Le said with a smile.

"Okay, you can have a seat first." Fang Qingye then called out towards the office building, "Zhang Xiaorui, go to my office and bring me my Baisha tea! And the tea set!"

"Okay." A girl's clear voice came from the office building.

Zhang Xiaorui was a new employee hired by the nursery during the Spring Festival. After Fang Fei took over as the accountant, these miscellaneous tasks were handed over to the girl, and she was quite diligent.

"I usually drink Da Hong Pao," Fang Qingye explained with a smile.

After Zhang Xiaorui brought over the tea set and tea leaves, Fang Qingye brewed the tea in the teapot and then poured a cup for everyone.

“Good tea!”

Li Le took a bite and praised, "It has a fragrance that is a mixture of light and chestnut aromas."

Fang Qingye nodded.

Of these, only Li Le was able to taste the tea; the others were just there to make up the numbers, especially Shi Yong, who took a sip and seemed somewhat disgusted.

It doesn't taste as good as beer or cola.

"What brings you all here together?" Fang Qingye asked, brewing herself another cup of Baisha green tea.

He had already guessed the purpose of these people's visit.

As expected, Li Le spoke up, "I heard from Shi Yong that you are looking for investors for Ele.me. We are also very interested in this project, so we wanted to ask about the situation."

The other three nodded in agreement.

Fang Qingye didn't refuse, and asked Zhang Xiaorui to take the document from the office drawer and hand it to Li Le.

"This was sent by Ele.me, take a look."

Several people gathered around.

Fang Qingye wasn't in a hurry and slowly sipped her tea.

Li Le glanced at it and said, "I have a basic understanding of the company. My question is, when will the company be able to make a profit?"

The other three also looked at Fang Qingye, and they were very interested in this question as well.

(End of this chapter)