2003: The Opening Sniper Against the Financial Tycoon

After Qin Hanyang posed for photos with the media.

That was the signing ceremony.

The so-called signing is actually very simple; it's just a hastily drafted letter of intent. The actual contract is finalized later, which requires coordination between the legal departments of both parties.

Today's event is just a formality in front of the media and the public.

This scene was particularly important to both of them.

Especially Musk.

In his view, this was a publicity stunt that would give SpaceX a huge amount of exposure.

Even though many people are not optimistic about his Falcon One project, there are still some big names with money who are watching from the sidelines. Musk took advantage of this opportunity, led by Delong Group, to raise funds again.

"Qin, I have good news for you. Someone from Fidelity Group has come to me, intending to invest some money as well."

"Congratulations, Elon. They will be glad they made this decision in the future."

Hearing Qin Hanyang's encouragement, Musk was somewhat gratified and said again, "Next, I plan to persuade some old acquaintances. Many of them, like me, were acquired and have a large amount of spare money. I'll try to get them to join us."

"Listen, Elon, we have an old Chinese saying: 'What you rush into is not a good deal.' If they had been optimistic about it from the beginning, they would have invested immediately."

Qin Hanyang shook his head slightly, then patted him on the shoulder and continued to encourage him, "Actually, in the eyes of excellent investors, what they value is not a project, but the leader of that project. Obviously, in my eyes, you are more outstanding than the project itself."

"Thank you, Qin."

Musk was so moved by this that he almost cried.

The signing ceremony has ended, but today's banquet is just the beginning.

Musk led Qin Hanyang through the banquet, introducing him to various bigwigs in Silicon Valley.

"Mr. Steve Jobs, this is Qin. He, like me, idolizes you..."

"Mark, it's great to have you here. I remember your wife is Asian, so you should feel very comfortable meeting Qin..."

Qin Hanyang took the opportunity to chat with several bigwigs for a while.

In this setting, it's almost impossible to have a deep conversation. Many questions are only touched upon superficially. Several blonde, blue-eyed girls with deep cleavage came up to chat with Qin Hanyang.

Foreigners are very direct in expressing their love. Hugs are a piece of cake. They might even deliberately rub against his elbow or tell him his room number directly, saying they'll be waiting for him in the room tonight.

"Sorry, I don't have time."

Qin Hanyang was very tempted, but then declined.

Finally, he slipped away to a corner of the venue, where several groups of international students were gathered.

Tang Lin was also there, helping him deal with some problems.

"Our CEO Qin from Galaxy Technology is here. Let him answer any questions you may have."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hanyang glanced at Tang Lin.

Thinking to myself, when you're out in the world, you give yourself your identity, but the identity you've given me is far too high.

However, today Qin Hanyang was dressed in a suit and tie, and his demeanor was composed, so he really did look the part.

"Please forgive us for any shortcomings in our hospitality."

Zhao Yang and his group were among them. He exclaimed excitedly, "President Qin, you're amazing! You've truly brought honor to our nation!"

After he finished speaking, his girlfriend Liu Xiaorui echoed him with an admiring look.

"Exactly, Mr. Qin, did you study abroad? I think your American jokes are funnier than these local Americans'."

"You flatter me."

Qin Hanyang bowed slightly, appearing very polite.

This action pleased the group of international students, who had once been ambitious but now had become much more docile.

The fact that President Qin had made such a splash in front of the Americans made them feel proud and their goodwill towards Qin Hanyang skyrocketed.

The group kept exchanging polite words.

Just now, Peng Haoran, carrying a camera, squeezed to the front, holding a voice recorder, and placed it between the two of them:

"Mr. Qin, I'm a finance student. May I have the honor of giving you an exclusive interview?"

"No problem." Qin Hanyang nodded.

Is Galaxy Technology a newly established company under the Delong Group?

"Yes."

"It's said that Delong Group is currently embroiled in a huge debt dispute, yet today it has spent a large sum of money to reach a strategic partnership with SpaceX in Silicon Valley. Considering the return on investment, this seems like a poor deal for Delong's current situation, doesn't it?"

"Haha, debt disputes are a problem that every large company faces, but partnering with SpaceX is also part of our strategy."

Now that Qin Hanyang is the "spokesperson for Delong," he has to say some official things.

But Peng Haoran clearly had a deep understanding of the Delong Group, and he immediately pressed for details:

"President Qin, as far as I know, the Delong Group's financial situation has developed serious loopholes, even affecting the normal operation of its business. Is this true?"

"Young man, some things you hear on the side need to be verified by yourself."

Qin Hanyang did not answer directly, but continued,

"To the average person, collaborating with SpaceX might seem like a huge investment with no immediate returns, which is hard to understand."

However, in my opinion, the commercial value of space has been severely underestimated.

We at Delong are willing to contribute money and effort to be pioneers paving the way for the country.

Ultimately, time will tell.

"For the country?"

Peng Haoran caught the key word and wanted to ask something else.

But Qin Hanyang just smiled mysteriously and said nothing more, leaving behind only a meaningful remark.

"As I said, time will tell. Besides... that time won't be long. Let's wait and see."

After saying goodbye, Qin Hanyang turned around and went to take care of the international students in another corner.

The others could see Peng Haoran's resentment at that moment.

Someone immediately advised him:

"Haoran, I know you majored in finance, but we still need to look at some news with a dialectical perspective. If Delong really had no money, would it have gone to such lengths to invest overseas?"

"Impossible. I've heard my advisor analyze that Delong's situation won't last much longer, and its collapse is only a matter of time."

Peng Haoran shook his head, not believing his words at all.

Another boy, upon hearing this, scoffed, "Heh, I've been reading the news about the Delong Group too. Some things are definitely exaggerated and sensationalist. Otherwise, how could they have put him on the newly released Hurun Rich List? Wouldn't that be a slap in their own face?"

Peng Haoran countered, "What if the list is fabricated?"

"Yes, yes, everything you know is true, everything we see is fake."

The tone of the group immediately became somewhat confrontational.

Peng Haoran remained relatively calm. He didn't want any conflict, so after being ridiculed, he immediately shut up and even chose to return to school directly.

"It'll be too late and there won't be any more buses later. You guys have fun, I'm going back now."

"Okay, goodbye."

Seeing that no one tried to stop him, Peng Haoran stormed off in a huff.

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