Huo Cailiang glanced sideways at Zhao Mei, then looked down at her bulging handbag and held out his hands to her: "Do you think they treat me as a fool or you?"
Zhao Mei followed his gaze and saw his empty palm: "...They're not even willing to give you one out of courtesy?"
Huo Cailiang retracted his hand and patted his sleeves: "Do you think anyone would give their business card to their male or female companion?"
Zhao Mei frowned in confusion and said, "But aren't you the president of Ming Zhao? At least the real power is in your hands, right?"
"Where the money is, there's the real power." Huo Cailiang looked at the people in front of him, toasting each other. "In their eyes, the truly valuable thing is you, whose background is a mystery but whose generosity is immense. If they curry favor with me, they can only get Ming Zhao's investment at best. But if they curry favor with you, they can get a second Ming Zhao."
"Moreover, most people in this banquet hall don't actually need Ming Zhao's investment. Although Ming Zhao has been quite strong in recent months, its foundation is ultimately unstable and it's not worth their flattery."
Zhao Mei nodded vaguely. Although she did learn entrepreneurial skills systematically and completely, to put it bluntly, most of the knowledge was still systematic and theoretical. Excluding external factors, it would allow her to manage a company well, but if it involved the choice of interests between people, she would be helpless.
In comparison, Huo Cailiang, who has been through a lot in the business world and is knowledgeable, sees things more clearly. However, Zhao Mei doesn't care. After all, she spent so much money and energy, not to run the company herself and work hard.
Although entrepreneurial skills did not teach her how to calculate between people, it taught her a very important lesson: as long as she has money, she can always find people who are more suitable for running a company and work harder than her, not to mention that she has a system to help her choose.
Zhao Mei, an outstanding graduate of Capital, chose to optimistically throw all the business cards on her to Huo Cailiang. She ignored the helpless Huo Cailiang and turned around to get a glass of champagne to try.
Zhao Mei was just about to call a passing waiter when suddenly, the entire auditorium went dark, leaving only the ceiling light above the main stage at the front of the hall.
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