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Chapter 350 AIIB Banquet

January 16th.

Beijing.

Following the conclusion of the inaugural Board meeting and founding conference of the Asian Infrastructure Investment Bank, a grand, closed-door state banquet was held at Fangfei Garden.

Representatives of ministerial-level or higher officials from the 57 founding member countries, heads of international financial organizations, heads of global sovereign wealth funds, and multinational infrastructure giants were invited to attend in formal attire.

Chen Mo does not hold any official position.

His seat was strategically placed in the core area for "International Advisors and Invited Leaders for Multilateral Development," with only his name and nationality discreetly engraved on a pure silver nameplate.

Xu Qing was by his side.

She wore a jet-black velvet off-the-shoulder evening gown that was rushed to air from a Parisian haute couture workshop, and held a gold-embossed encrypted document in her hand. Her posture was composed and elegant, and her eyes shone brightly.

The core leader of the AIIB multilateral preparatory working group quickly stepped forward and firmly grasped Chen Mo's hand: "Mr. Chen, the cross-border offshore asset risk hedging model produced by the Taichu team last year played a crucial role in the final rounds of penetration negotiations among member countries. Tonight, several key representatives specifically requested to have an in-depth discussion with you."

"You're too kind."

Chen Mo shook hands with him.

The two men's familiar conversation drew frequent glances from several foreign envoys who were unaware of the situation.

The European delegation's reaction was more direct.

Among the French delegation, an official who had participated in the Saint-Clair Conference walked straight over and hugged Chen Mo.

"Chen, it's nice to see you again."

"After Paris, Antoine always hoped you would come to France again."

"I'll go when the time is right."

Two fund managers from Germany and Switzerland also came over to say hello.

One of them has a family office that is the investor in Creation No. 2.

"Of the $20 billion fund, Genesis only left us with a $600 million quota."

He complained, half-jokingly.

"Ms. Lu is far too stingy with her credit limit."

"At least it proves you passed her review," Chen Mo laughed. "That's much more worth bragging about than getting a few hundred million dollars more."

Several people laughed at the same time.

This scene, witnessed by the surrounding diplomats and financial tycoons, stirred up layers of silent tremors.

A young man with an Eastern face not only enjoys the highest level of hospitality as a top advisor at the state guesthouse, but also maintains such a deep-rooted network of mutual trust with the top political and business circles in Europe.

Midway through the banquet, a very burly middle-aged man with a head of short, stubble-white hair walked through the crowd and stood calmly in front of Chen Mo.

"Viktor Belov."

The man, speaking English with a heavy Slavic accent, extended a large, calloused hand: "Northern Resources Group."

Chen Mo was no stranger to this name.

The Belov family controls key copper-nickel mines, deep-water oil and gas exploration, and vital port logistics arteries in the Russian Far East and Siberia.

The Crimean crisis and the plunge in international crude oil prices have severely impacted Russian companies, and the harsh financial sanctions imposed by the West have completely cut off their traditional offshore financing channels. These northern resource oligarchs, who were once extremely wary of Eastern capital, are now being forced to change course.

Many assets that were previously unwilling to open up to Asian capital have begun to seek new long-term partners.

"Mr. Belov, it's an honor to meet you." Chen Mo shook hands calmly.

"I originally thought that Ms. Lu would make the decision on the offshore quotas of Genesis II for Eurasia."

Belov smiled, his eyes sharpening.

"It now seems more important to know the people who actually make the decisions."

"The decision to create assets is subject to independent risk control and rigorous due diligence." Chen Mo withdrew his hand without being humble or arrogant. "Any allocation of offshore assets must be subject to joint adjudication by compliance and legal departments, anti-sanctions review, and the Supreme Investment Committee."

"That's natural."

Belov waved his hand, and a senior aide behind him immediately handed him a dark-colored, sealed leather bag with the sealing wax of the Russian Federation Chamber of Commerce and Industry.

"Northern Resources has completed the restructuring of its asset portfolio, which includes three large copper-nickel veins in the Far East, special heavy industry manufacturing in oil fields, and a logistics hub in an ice-free port."

Belov said in a deep voice, "I am not asking Mr. Chen to make a commitment tonight. I only hope that Genesis Capital will include this list in its core candidate pool when it is analyzing the allocation of energy and mining resources across Eurasia."

Xu Qing took the document and wrote down the contact information for the other team.

"Complete materials can be sent to the Creative Energy and Mining Group."

Chen Mo stared at the anxious Russian oligarch and said calmly, "As long as the project itself can withstand scrutiny, Chuangsheng is willing to study Russian assets."

Belov's smile became even more pronounced.

"I look forward to meeting Mr. Chen again in Moscow. The true value of the Siberian permafrost and the deep-water ports of the Far East can never be seen from sitting in a banquet hall."

"I will arrive as promised."

Chen Mo raised his glass and gently clinked them together, the two wine glasses producing a clear and melodious tinkling sound.

……

On the other side of the banquet.

Cen Heming stood quietly behind the head of a European infrastructure fund, holding a wine glass.

Cen Heming, 42, is the Asia-Pacific Managing Partner of Greyline Consulting, a top global private strategic intelligence and risk consulting firm.

This organization does not publish reports publicly; it specializes in investigating counterparties, controlling shareholders, and risks that cannot be included in ordinary due diligence documents for multinational corporations, family offices, and sovereign wealth funds.

Last year in Los Angeles, it was Cen Heming who led his team to confirm that the decision-maker behind Chuangsheng Capital, who never appeared in public, was named Chen Mo.

In the gray-line database of that year, Chen Mo's initial file was only two thin pages:

[An extremely young, Chinese-originating financial upstart with astonishing intuition and quantitative trading skills, who has a deep alliance with the Lu family of China.]

[Risk Rating: Yellow (Close Monitoring)]

Apart from this, no deeper industry map was found in the gray line.

Today, he saw Chen Mo again.

French officials took the initiative to embrace each other.

European family foundations came over to exchange pleasantries.

Russian resource oligarchs personally handed over the project materials.

The head of the AIIB preparatory team placed him among the most important group of specially invited guests.

Cen Heming did not take any photos.

The security and confidentiality rules of the state guesthouse did not allow him to make any unnecessary moves.

He only remembered the woman who was with Chen Mo.

Xu Qing.

Executive Director and Chief Affairs Officer of Xingchen Family Office.