Jiang Tian, a renowned渣女 (scorned woman/player) in her lifetime with countless boyfriends, was recruited by the Main God after her death to become an invincible host for the Female Lead group.<...
Xie Linchuan moved back to his dormitory.
His roommate was the most shocked.
Because when he moved away, they thought he wouldn't come back.
Xie Linchuan is an extremely purposeful and decisive person; he will not do anything without making a wise decision.
However, Xie Linchuan returned after moving for a while.
It lasted only a few months.
Everyone is secretly discussing what happened to him, or rather—did he really get dumped, as the rumors say?
After all, many people speculated that he was being kept by a rich woman, which is why he moved out.
However, seeing Xie Linchuan's demeanor, they felt it was impossible.
Who would like someone with a gloomy demeanor, someone whose voice is chilling to behold?
However, these speculations can only remain speculations, since Xie Linchuan has already returned.
After he returned, he continued attending classes as usual.
Xie Linchuan could keep his thoughts hidden, but Fu Mingche couldn't hide them at all.
He now feels like God is working against him.
His company is currently in a precarious situation, as if a single straw could break it.
He needs to find support.
But going to his father won't work.
He still hoped to preserve his dignity; the failure of his first business venture had dealt him a blow that was not easily erased.
Both of them would be extremely saddened if their father's support for him was not fulfilled.
So, after much deliberation, Fu Mingche finally told Qiao Fengran what was on his mind.
"I plan to cooperate with Xie Linchuan."
Qiao Fengran looked at Fu Mingche with disbelief: "Are you sure? You know what he did! If you two really split the shares equally, who will own this company?"
When the topic of share distribution came up, Fu Mingche gritted his teeth in exasperation: "His idea is simply impossible to realize. There is no company with shares split equally—but I can make concessions."
Qiao Fengran saw Fu Mingche's desire to win.
He has reached the end of his rope.
He took out all his savings from the past years, thinking he could create a new world for himself, but he didn't expect that reality would throw one pitfall after another at him. Without his identity as a rich young master, he really couldn't move an inch.
However, if the company fails, he may have no choice but to go home and inherit the family fortune.
At that point, even his father will lose trust in him.
After all, if a small company goes bankrupt, how can he possibly achieve great success when a huge conglomerate is handed over to him?
In short, the effects are all interconnected.
Fu Mingche could no longer be a hands-off manager like before; this time, he had to take responsibility.
Qiao Fengran looked at Fu Mingche with a firm gaze: "I've believed in you since we were little. I know you're no less capable than anyone else, and you won't give up halfway like others. I'll support whatever decision you make."
Fu Mingche's tears fell down.
Sometimes he really thinks that this might be a test, after all, his life is too perfect.
He had a privileged family background, a loving father, a doting mother, a brilliant mind, and a perfect girlfriend—he lacked nothing.
"We'll get married once my business is successful!"
Qiao Fengran touched Fu Mingche's hair: "I'll wait for that day."
She was so convinced that her lover could create a world for her.
Because she knew that her lover was no less than anyone else.
Fu Mingche and Xie Linchuan met again.
This time he took a very serious approach.
“50% of the shares is impossible. Give me another number, and I will definitely grant your request as long as I can achieve it.”
“I know 50% is impossible, so I’ll compromise and go with 49%.”
Fu Mingche thought Xie Linchuan would let him off the hook, but he didn't expect Xie Linchuan to be as infuriating as ever.
He was so angry he laughed.
"49%, do you think you're worth that price?"
"I'm worth it. You know better than me that no one else can help you. Haven't you been going to them these past few days? Did any of them accept your commission, or rather, were willing to cooperate with you? They are all people with pride, only I am spineless. I'm helping you out, and I'm asking for 49% of your shares, and you're still not satisfied? Do you think you're some important person? Look at the investment cost of your company, what is 49%?"
Xie Linchuan's words made Fu Mingche's face turn purple.
His investment cost was certainly not high, but the field he chose was a very promising one.
Once he overcomes the current difficulties, his company will soar to new heights and expand rapidly, unlike what it is now.
Xie Linchuan may look down on him, but he cannot look down on his company.
"If you weren't optimistic about the company's growth potential, why would you invest? I hope you'll stop belittling our shared hard work."
Xie Linchuan raised an eyebrow: "You've agreed to cooperate?"
His calm and composed demeanor was a stark contrast to his usual gloomy appearance.
Qiao Fengran sat next to Fu Mingche and could hardly recognize Xie Linchuan anymore.
I don't know when it started, but he became more and more of a stranger.
He used to be aloof and unwilling to communicate with others.
He would only look at others with gloomy eyes until they looked away, then he would turn his gaze back and continue on his way.
Nobody knew what he was going to do or what he wanted to get.
But now, Qiao Fengran saw ambition in his eyes, and even more so, a kind of madness that was determined to win.
His chilling aura evolved into an indescribable ruthlessness and recklessness.
What exactly does he want to do?
Qiao Fengran couldn't help but pinch Fu Mingche's arm and said to him, "How about we reconsider and exchange it for cash? We can give you an IOU or take out a loan from the bank. 49% is just too much; we can't afford it."
"If you don't want to cooperate, then forget it."
Xie Linchuan made a quick decision to leave.
Fu Mingche was already at his wit's end; how could he possibly let Xie Linchuan leave?
If there had been any other way, he would never have sought help from Xie Linchuan.
He couldn't help but grab Xie Linchuan.
"Don't take Feng Ran's words to heart. I agree. We'll sign the contract now, and you'll get 49% of the shares."
He said his last words through gritted teeth, his heart bleeding.
After so long in his entrepreneurial journey, he had to sacrifice nearly half of his achievements for a small technical problem, and he also had to let another person share in his glory. Only Fu Mingche himself knew how cruel this decision was to him.
That's just how people are.
The greater the skill, the greater the value.
If Xie Linchuan is worth it, then Fu Mingche can only swallow his anger.
With the contract signed, Xie Linchuan completed the technological innovation in the following months.
Meanwhile, Xie Linchuan's submission won the gold medal in the competition.