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

Chapter 833 Three-Player Poker Becomes Four-Player Mahjong
The three of them had created a WeChat group. Fang Qingye sent a video call invitation in the group, and the two of them quickly joined.

Ma Huateng, dressed in a white shirt and tie, was in his spacious office, while Ma Yun, dressed in a Tai Chi uniform, was drinking tea. Behind them, on the wall, was a large character for "Zen".

"Qingye, why the sudden video call? It seems there's good news?" In the video, Ma Yun calmly took a sip of tea.

"Qingye gets things done really fast," Ma Huateng joked.

Fang Qingye, not wanting to waste time joking, went straight to the point: "I just finished talking with the ministry, and they agreed in principle. The condition is that a state-owned capital venture capital fund be introduced, holding no less than 10% of the shares and appointing directors." He then explained the details.

Neither of the two Mas seemed surprised. Ma Yun chuckled and said, "I expected it. 10% of the shares isn't too high."

Ma Huateng nodded: "Guofengtou, a subsidiary of Guoxin Holdings, is a pure capital operation platform. Tencent has dealt with them before."

Fang Qingye knew that the two internet giants they founded were under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, so it was not surprising that they knew people in the ministry. Perhaps they had already received word of it before she launched the video.

“Gentlemen, this is like the Galaxy Loom holding a board meeting. You two need to make your positions clear,” Fang Qingye reminded them.

"From a strategic perspective, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages." Ma Huateng's attitude also became serious, and he habitually adjusted his glasses: "State-owned capital investment can enhance the project's credibility, making subsequent applications for spectrum and rail resources smoother."

“That’s right,” Ma Yun agreed. “Chinese people believe in going with the flow. Since we can’t avoid it, we should accept it gracefully. As for the shares… we don’t need to be stingy. How about each of us gives up 4%?”

“I have no objection. But I have one requirement: the person appointed must be a non-executive director who does not participate in day-to-day operations. Don’t send an outsider to direct an insider,” Fang Qingye replied bluntly.

Ma Huateng nodded in the video.

"Since the three of us are in agreement, I will formally reply to the ministry tomorrow that we accept these conditions and will begin detailed negotiations with the State-owned Capital Investment Fund as soon as possible," Fang Qingye concluded.

"OK!"

"can."

"Let's end this call for today. We'll communicate again once we have the results of the negotiations." Fang Qingye said and hung up the video call. Suddenly, Ma Yun said, "Wait a moment, there's something else I need to formally explain."

In the video, Ma Yun's expression became serious: "All of Alibaba's shares in Galaxy Loom have been transferred to Yunfeng Capital, and Yunfeng Capital will also be responsible for any future additional investments."

"Ah, Mr. Ma, we're on the same page." Ma Huateng chuckled, his expression turning serious. "I'd also like to add that Tencent Technology's shares in Galaxy Loom, including both rights and obligations, will also be transferred to Tengchuang Future Consulting Management Co., Ltd. I will issue a formal letter explaining this."

“Sure, but I don’t need to move. I only have Tuofang Technology anyway,” Fang Qingye said with a smile.

“I can’t compare to you, Tuofang Technology is all yours,” Ma Yun said with a smile.

"Aren't Yunfeng Fund and Tengchuang Future your own entities too?" Fang Qingye retorted.

"Haha, so the three of us will play!" Ma Yun laughed heartily.

"Now there's another one, Guofeng Investment, enough to make a mahjong table." Ma Huateng rarely joked.

"Pony, you can play mahjong? Never heard of it?" Ma Yun was a little surprised.

"I know a little, I know a little."

What the hell!

The two started talking about mahjong, so Fang Qingye promptly ended the video call.

Without any delay, Fang Qingye immediately sent a confirmation message to Director Wang of the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology. Within minutes, a reply arrived: "Received. Chairman Fang is efficient and decisive. Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, Chairman Liu of Guofeng Investment Fund would like to meet with you at the ministry. I will send a car to pick you up."

As it was almost time to leave work in the afternoon, Huang Tao arrived at the hotel in her Audi. Fang Qingye had already received a call from her and immediately said, "Perfect timing, let's have dinner together. Where do you want to go this time?" "How about we go to Guijie Street for crayfish?" the girl suggested on the phone.

"Another foodie," Fang Qingye thought to herself.

"Okay, let's go to Guijie Street."

Guijie (also known as Ghost Street) is located on Jingzhimen Inner Street in Yanjing. It is said that the street got its name from the night market and morning market that formed in the Qing Dynasty. It was called "Ghost Street" because of the dim shadows cast by kerosene lamps at night. It was renamed "Guijie" in 2000.
As the Audi drove into Dongzhimen Inner Street, the scene changed dramatically. The entire street was illuminated as bright as day by a continuous stream of bizarre neon lights, especially the countless "Spicy Crayfish" signs, which resembled clusters of burning fires, announcing the theme of this place.

The air is filled with a complex and highly aggressive aroma—the spiciness of Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers stir-fried in hot oil, mixed with the rich umami flavor of the crayfish itself, directly stimulating the taste buds.

They chose a shop that claimed to have "a long-established reputation and authentic taste" for its yellow peaches. The waiter then led them directly to a relatively quiet spot by the window on the second floor.

Not long after we sat down, a large bowl of bright red, glistening crayfish was brought out, its visual and olfactory impact incredibly strong. Besides the crayfish, the bowl was also soaked in plenty of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns, making our mouths water just looking at it.

"Don't worry about appearances when eating here," Huang Tao said with a smile. She took off her gray casual suit jacket, revealing a white shirt underneath, put on disposable gloves, picked up a shrimp, skillfully twisted off the head, peeled off the shell to reveal the plump shrimp meat, dipped it in the broth, and put it in her mouth, squinting her eyes in satisfaction.

Fang Qingye also ate slowly.

It's delicious, but a bit spicy.

Fang Qingye took a sip of "Arctic Ocean" soda.

"Did you discuss it with Er Ma?" Huang Tao asked while eating.

"We've reached an agreement," Fang Qingye told the girl.

"Huh? Both of them invested in Galaxy Loom with their own companies?" Huang Tao was a little surprised when she heard the news, but she quickly figured out the key point.

“Yunfeng Capital and Tengchuang Future are the private companies of the two Mas. Although they can also control Alibaba and Tencent, it’s not as good as having their own. Besides, there are many foreign shareholders in the two groups. The country does not want foreign capital to participate in the Galaxy Loom project. It seems that the two Mas are very smart.”

"Hehe. If you can't tell from this, then it's not Ma Yun and Ma Huateng," Fang Qingye laughed.

Huang Tao nodded, picked up a small crayfish, peeled it, and placed it on the plate in front of him, saying, "I came to see you today to say goodbye. I'm going on a business trip to Shenzhen tomorrow."

Where are you going?

"We are planning to cooperate with the Shenzhen Financial Office to establish a financial technology research institute in Shenzhen, which will be engaged in the research and development and testing of digital RMB, cross-border payments and international cooperation. My colleagues and I went there this time to pave the way," the young woman said.

"Oh, that's good."

“I have another idea. I haven’t told anyone else yet,” Huang Tao said.

"what idea?"

"Once the Financial Research Institute is established, I plan to stay there and not return to Yanjing."

"why?"

"Living at home in Yanjing is too strict; I can't even stay up late or sleep in," the girl muttered.

I #￥%%…………

(End of this chapter)