Chapter 177 I am a capitalist, not a philanthropist
That night, Jiang Shiyuan called Fu Chenzhou three times, but no one answered. The text messages she sent also disappeared without a trace.
She sat on the edge of the bed, holding her phone blankly, too anxious to sleep all night.
She assumed that Fu Chenzhou was too busy or rested early, so he hadn't heard her reply. She would reply to her when he got up early tomorrow.
She waited for two days, but there was still no word from Fu Chenzhou.
Jiang Shiyuan had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
With the appointed time between her and her uncle drawing ever closer, she could no longer sit idly by and decided to take the initiative.
*
On the afternoon of the third day, school let out.
Fu Chenzhou made a rare appearance in person to pick up his son at the school gate.
He stood tall and imposing in the crowd, his fair skin exuding an innate sense of nobility. His peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, revealing a hint of affection. His superior jawline was clean and sharp, yet it created a stunning contrast with his eyes, making people want to get closer, but also dare not.
"Oh my, whose man is that? He looks so handsome! Is he an actor?" The mothers around whispered among themselves, their eyes glued to Fu Chenzhou.
"For the first time, I wished school would let out later so I could see this beauty a few more times."
"So what if you can see two holes? He already has children, so he definitely has a wife!"
"Tsk, having a child doesn't necessarily mean having a wife, right? Who knows, she might get divorced. Such an outstanding man should be released to give back to society. It would be a huge loss if he got tied down by a woman so early."
As the women chattered amongst themselves, the school dismissal music began, and the school gates opened.
The children, like joyful birds, burst forth and ran towards their parents.
"dad!"
Fu Yansi ran out with his little schoolbag on his back. His father was so eye-catching that he spotted him in the crowd at a glance.
"Yes, yes!" Fu Chenzhou smiled broadly, bent down, opened his arms and hugged the child.
His icy black eyes instantly melted like snow melting, and the man radiated a warm glow.
"Ahhh! So he's Fu Yansi's father. But why do the father and son look nothing alike?"
"So, that Miss Jiang is his wife? What a perfect couple!"
"They are a perfect match. The parents are both very good-looking, so it's no wonder that their child is good-looking."
"However, Fu Yansi doesn't look like his mother at all. This must be a genetic mutation."
"Oh my... Fu Yansi's mother is eating so well!"
Envy murmurs rang out from those around them.
When the rumors reached Fu Chenzhou's ears, the man frowned slightly, feeling somewhat uneasy.
Fu Yansi was led by his father's large, warm hand, looking around.
"Banban, what are you looking at?" Fu Chenzhou asked, lowering his gaze.
Just then, not far away, Fu Yansi saw Xie Junheng being picked up by Aunt Lin. The two were chatting and laughing, their relationship even more intimate than that of a mother and son.
Fu Yansi was disappointed when he didn't see Aunt Jiang.
Actually, he didn't care whose mother she was, whether she was Xie Junheng's or someone else's. He didn't care.
He only hoped that he could see Aunt Jiang often, as long as Aunt Jiang didn't disappear from his life, really, anything would be fine.
"N-nothing..." Fu Yansi looked away and shook his head.
Fu Chenzhou's peach blossom eyes darkened slightly, but he said nothing.
The father and son strolled leisurely for a short distance until they reached the luxury nanny van, where Fu Chenzhou carried his son into the car.
Just as the car door was about to close, suddenly, a slender, fair hand grabbed it and pushed it open forcefully—
The next second, Jiang Shiyuan's stunningly beautiful face, with beads of sweat on her forehead and panting heavily, came into Fu Chenzhou's astonished eyes.
"Mr. Fu... Mr. Fu." Thankfully, she made it in time and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Chenzhou pursed his lips into a thin line, his eyes deepening slightly.
"Aunt Jiang! You've finally come to see us!"
Fu Yansi, who was usually a quiet and reserved person, suddenly exclaimed excitedly upon seeing Jiang Shiyuan, "Where have you been lately? I've missed you so much!"
Jiang Shiyuan smiled with emotion, "I miss you too, Banban."
"Miss Jiang."
Fu Chenzhou interrupted him coldly, his gaze deep, "You suddenly came over, stopped my car, and did something so dangerous. Is there something urgent?"
Faced with the man's obvious indifference, Jiang Shiyuan's heart tightened, and she took a deep breath:
"Mr. Fu, I do have something important I'd like to discuss with you. It won't take up too much of your time. May I speak to you privately for a moment?"
The two arrived at the coffee shop across the street.
Sitting facing each other, Jiang Shiyuan remembered that Xie Jinghuai was the opposite; he didn't like bitter black coffee and preferred something sweeter. So she ordered him a latte and added a piece of sugar.
However, Fu Chenzhou only drank a sip of water and didn't touch the coffee she ordered.
Jiang Shiyuan slowly curled her hands, which were resting on her knees.
Even if she were slow to notice, she could tell that Fu Chenzhou's attitude towards her had subtly changed.
They were cold and distant, as if they had just met.
“Miss Jiang, please speak frankly. My son is waiting for me to come home together.” Fu Chenzhou’s deep voice interrupted her thoughts.
"President Fu, I'm here to see you on behalf of the company my mother founded, Yongheng Technology."
Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath, took out the prepared documents from her bag, and handed them to him with both hands. "Here are the documents for Yongheng Technology's new energy vehicle project. The latest product has reached its third round of financing, but the cash flow is currently experiencing some problems, and we urgently need investment to keep it running."
Mr. Fu, I know that Lighttrack Ventures has been very interested in new energy projects over the past two years. I hope you can pay attention to our Yongheng Technology's new energy projects.
I can guarantee that, as long as the funding is in place and the project goes into production smoothly, the future sales of Yongheng New Energy Vehicles will definitely surpass those of Xie's Group's JS9 Mate!
Fu Chenzhou looked at the woman before him, her gaze sharp and her expression full of confidence. He curled his lips in a playful smile:
"Miss Jiang, your pie drawing is quite good."
"..." Jiang Shiyuan pursed her lips, her back stiffening.
"It's good to have a dream of surpassing the JS9 Mate, but doing business is not about dreaming, it's not about doing whatever you dream about."
Fu Chenzhou's gaze was sharp and direct, as if he wanted to dissect her completely, making her tense up. "JS9 Mate is the masterpiece of top car designer Nora, and the best of all her works in the past five years."
Xie's car has been on the market for three years. Back then, it was the top-selling new energy vehicle in China, and even now, no other new energy vehicle can match it, let alone surpass it.
Suddenly, a slight smirk appeared on his lips. "Eternal Technology was indeed glorious in its heyday, but that's all in the past."
The current Eternal is nothing more than a third-rate company. It lacks a top-notch R&D team, its technology is outdated, and it doesn't have substantial funds to burn through cash. You're offering me hundreds of millions in investment just because you write a blank check, to support your unrealistic dreams.
Ms. Jiang, I am a capitalist, not a philanthropist. I only invest in projects with real potential and will not do business that loses money.
Moreover, the era of Eternal is over. It has long since lost its place in the market, and I've heard that Eternal is now so desperate it has to sell its patents to survive?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan's almond-shaped eyes reddened, and the veins on her forehead bulged, appearing and disappearing.
"What's the difference between asking me to invest in a company like that and asking me to throw money into a fire pit?"
Fu Chenzhou slowly stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at her condescendingly. "I'm sorry, Lighttrack Ventures can't help you. Miss Jiang, you should find another way out."
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