A week later, almost all the companies interested in investing in Ziyun Home had already visited, and He Jing finally managed to find time from her work to schedule a meeting with the general manager of Ziyun Home.

The general manager was clearly very patient and never turned anyone away. As soon as he heard that He Jing wanted to visit, he set a time immediately, regardless of He Jing's status.

The two parties arranged to meet at a coffee shop near Ziyun House. When He Jing arrived, the other party was already sitting there and had ordered coffee.

He Jing's eyes flashed, and she walked over: "General Manager Zhao."

Zhao Shi looked up and saw He Jing's face. He couldn't help but be amazed for a moment. He then looked her up and down before standing up, extending his hand and smiling, "Mr. He, you're too kind. Just call me by my name."

He Jing smiled and nodded, but she didn't actually stand on ceremony. Instead, she invited the other person to sit down.

As soon as they sat down, Zhao Shi asked, "Mr. He, you said you're currently working in a studio. What's the name of your studio, and has it collaborated with our company before?"

He Jing replied, "My studio is called the Forbidden Talk Studio, and it engages in chemical research. We have no prior collaboration with your company."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shi's brows furrowed involuntarily. In City A, he had never heard of any well-known company called "Jinyan" (禁言), and chemical research and automobile management were completely unrelated, making it sound unreliable.

However, he remained quite composed, suppressing his emotions and smiling, "President He is so young to have his own studio, which is truly remarkable. Unlike me, who was able to establish Ziyun Home solely through family support... It's quite a coincidence that President He's surname is exactly the same as that of the president of the He Group. I've also had the honor of meeting that President He. He's truly an outstanding individual."

"Really? I heard that Mr. He is a true young and promising man. He owns his own group at just over 30 years old and is also a golden bachelor."

As Zhao Shi said, "Yes, yes, that President He is truly extraordinary," his expression gradually darkened, and his smile became visibly perfunctory.

Simply put, Ziyun's family doesn't accept anyone indiscriminately; they only became interested after hearing He Jing's surname, fearing they might miss out on a big fish.

Unexpectedly, He Jing had absolutely no connection with the legendary CEO He, and the studio she belonged to was a small, unassuming one.

What a waste of time!

Zhao Shi had lost interest in continuing the conversation with He Jing.

So, after He Jing chatted with him casually for a while, he went straight to the point: "Ms. He, I know the purpose of your visit, but Ziyun Home has already announced that it is openly soliciting investment, and we can't go back on our word. If Ms. He is interested in cooperating with Ziyun Home, why don't you submit your ideal price at the investment conference in three days? At that time, Ziyun Home will consider whether we can reach a cooperation agreement with your company based on the actual situation."

He Jing smiled faintly: "Sixteen million is the price I can offer. Although it's not much, I can guarantee that no other company will offer a higher price."

Upon hearing the words "16 million," Zhao Shi was momentarily tempted, but quickly regained his composure. He re-examined He Jing before saying, "Ms. He, the price you offered is indeed not low, but you may not be aware of Ziyun Home's current situation. Our Ziyun app has only just been launched, and the number of pre-registrations has already reached a considerable number. For a product like this, even an investment of 20 million is not excessive, and besides..."