Chapter 277: President Wang’s Social Engagement, 276
At the dinner party after Little Orange Book’s A-round financing, the largest private room in a high-end restaurant in Magic City was booked, with exactly five tables seated.
On the tables, expensive exquisite dishes were laid out, but most of them still had more than half left even after they cooled down. After all, in such occasions, the dishes aren’t the focus; the alcohol is.
Of course, more precisely, the alcohol isn’t the focus either. The social meaning of drinking is what everyone cares about most.
Wang Heng considered himself to have good alcohol tolerance, but in such an occasion, he still felt a bit uneasy. After all, he was the youngest person here, and the one holding a large sum of money with a mysterious background, so others couldn’t help but be curious. Once curious, they would probe and toast him.
Fortunately, Assistant Shen had even better alcohol tolerance than him, and was quite proactive. Without needing Wang Heng’s reminder, Assistant Shen started blocking drinks for him on his own. Except for those big shots whose toasts were really hard to refuse, Shen Yexi blocked toasts from many others for him.
Thus, after three rounds of drinks, Wang Heng only had a slightly flushed face, while his mind remained as clear as ever.
However, even without getting drunk, after drinking, one inevitably needs to relieve oneself. So he said something to the people around him, then got up and left the private room to go to the restroom.
Of course, he couldn’t notice that right behind him, a middle-aged man also got up from the table on the pretext of going to the toilet, following behind him…
Wang Heng arrived at the restroom, stood in front of the urinal, and unzipped his pants.
At that moment, Ye Xun’s father walked in, stood beside him, and also unbuckled his belt.
Wang Heng felt a chill in his heart. Obviously, the man had come for him. And at this moment, it was impossible to hold it in mid-stream and run off; that would be too abrupt.
“Mr. Wang is truly young and promising,” Ye Kang turned his head to look at him, a polite smile on his face. “However, I seem to have seen you somewhere before?”
No matter what he felt inside, on the surface, Wang Heng also put on an equally composed smile: “Perhaps. You are Mr. Ye, a high-level executive at Ge Zhen Fund?”
Ye Kang said with self-deprecation: “Not as young and promising as President Wang. I’m just a lowly assistant.”
Wang Heng: “Presidential assistant—that’s basically a candidate for vice president, right? Mr. Ye, don’t be too modest. Moreover, a big platform like Ge Zhen Fund is far stronger than someone like me, a lone wanderer.”
Ye Kang shook his head and sighed silently.
Just a year ago, they were equals as old friends, but now he had become his direct superior. Moreover, the man mainly utilized his connections, relationships, and media channels experience, with no intention of delegating power. After all, even when looking for a successor, one wouldn’t choose a middle-aged peer…
How could this smug young man in front of him possibly understand the frustrations and melancholy in between?
However, Ye Kang didn’t realize that Wang Heng knew him far too well. Thus, he could see through the intention behind the next sentence without even guessing.
“Calling yourself a lone wanderer, President Wang, you’re too modest. Ordinary angel investors cash out and leave at the A-round; how many are as impressive as President Wang? Entering the market at A-round and being so generous.”
Ye Kang’s words were clearly starting to probe.
So, what countermeasure would Wang Heng use?
In front of a suspicious and socially experienced father, playing mysterious and leaving any flaw would likely be caught by him, right? If it gave him the idea of ‘what are you up to approaching my daughter with all these lies,’ it would definitely be more trouble.
A rich young master hiding his identity to approach a fallen young lady from a wealthy family—isn’t that a cliché from melodramatic romance dramas? What would the girl’s father think if he found out?
Since that’s the case, might as well lay it all out; there’s nothing shameful anyway.
Wang Heng said calmly: “Maybe it’s also because the money came too easily. To be honest, the money for this investment was actually something I luckily stumbled upon in the recent months.”
Ye Kang: “Stumbled upon?”
Wang Heng: “At the end of last year, I first caught the bitcoin market trend, then the big stock market trend, made quite a bit, and that’s when I started a company to do investments. Actually, just a year ago, I was still an ordinary high school graduate.”
Ye Kang couldn’t help but laugh: “President Wang, don’t joke. Starting from nothing in a year to this extent—how is that possible?”
Wang Heng spread his hands: “If you don’t believe me, you can go check. To tell the truth, just a few months ago, I was still doing a part-time job as a tutor.”
This point, Ye Kang had actually seen. The first time he saw this kid, he was by his daughter Ye Xun’s side. According to Ye Xun, this Wang Heng was tutoring her in mathematics…
But the more he thought about it, the more incredulous Ye Kang felt. An ordinary first-year university student making this much money in less than a year?
Even those Wall Street big shots couldn’t do that, right?
He couldn’t help but say: “Isn’t that a bit too risky? Investing millions in Little Orange Book all at once—you…”
Wang Heng smiled faintly: “Because I have more than just millions. Of course, what I invest is only the portion I can afford to risk.”
Before the words finished, Ye Kang was already speechless.
After a moment of stunned silence, this formerly successful entrepreneur sighed: “From nothing to tens of millions in a year—President Wang is truly a business prodigy…”
Wang Heng smiled and nodded, but faintly felt some unease.
Earlier, he had only thought of telling the truth to avoid trouble from Ye Kang. But now thinking about it, had he left too deep an impression? Would there be risks in another aspect?
At this moment, Wang Heng suddenly realized that both he and Ye Kang had actually finished their business.
He zipped up his pants, buckling his belt while saying: “Then I’ll head back first.”
“Okay, President Wang, you go first…” Ye Kang subconsciously glanced over but didn’t see anything substantial.
Wait, wouldn’t seeing it be even more awkward?
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Han Yixuan stayed in the hotel room, unable to help feeling a bit regretful.
After business socializing, would those men have some other activities after drinking? What if they went to some awful places?
“I haven’t even kissed him, and if some inexplicable bad woman steals the lead, or even worse, takes his most important first time…”
Muttering to herself this far, Han Yixuan already couldn’t sit still.
But thinking again, Wang Heng was so strictly guarded against her, Pei Ningle, Ye Xun, and Lu Qi; facing others, especially casual unfamiliar girls, he would definitely refuse even more… right?
The problem was, she wasn’t his girlfriend, just an assistant, meaning she had no standing to question or surveil. A young, handsome, and rich boy—facing temptations in Magic City’s night?
By now, it was already time to shower and go to bed. But Han Yixuan was still wearing her daytime workplace skirt outfit, sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching her mobile phone in hesitation and anxiety.
Finally, she couldn’t resist sending Wang Heng a WeChat message: 【When will you be back?】
After waiting a few minutes, the young girl finally saw the reply: 【On the way back, will arrive within half an hour.】
Han Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief: “So soon, probably nothing happened…”
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