After a cup of tea...
Su Qian hung up the phone and returned to Mu Chen's side, saying, "My Uncle Cao asked for your information, so I told him the truth."
How many shares can you give us?
He said he could only give a maximum of 37 percent.
Thirty-seven points?
Mu Chen turned his head to look at Su Qian's charming face, his brows furrowing slightly.
His estimate was 35 points, but...
Thirty million can be exchanged for 37% of the shares, which is worth tens of billions in ten years and hundreds of billions in twenty years.
"Ah Chen, this should be the limit." Su Qian thought Mu Chen was not satisfied.
Mu Chen nodded calmly and said, "Okay, I understand! I'll contact my friend tonight. If he agrees, he should be in contact with Chairman Cao in the next couple of days. Give me his contact information."
Su Qian handed the business card she had received that day to Mu Chen, and casually asked, "What's the name of your friend's company? I'll pass it on to my Uncle Cao."
"Mochen Capital".
Which foam? Which dust?
"The 'mo' of foam, the 'chen' of dust?"
Upon hearing this, Su Qian hesitated for a moment before her eyes widened.
Mochen Capital?
Isn't that the last character of Miss Tang's and the boss's names?
Could it be...?
Just as Su Qian was filled with doubt, Yao Ye arrived.
He drank a bottle of water before saying, "Boss, my childhood friend has already rushed back to Shanghai."
"So soon? Wasn't it supposed to be back in Shanghai tomorrow?"
“A 12 million yuan order—the highest order my childhood friend’s company has ever received since its inception is only two or three million yuan. How could he not fly back immediately?” Yao Ye said.
Mu Chen smiled, took out a few pages of paper from his pocket and handed them to Yao Ye, "Then show these to him first, my requirements are all on them."
"Boss, aren't you going to meet with him and discuss it in detail?"
"I'll show it to your childhood friend first. I have something to do tonight, so let's meet again at nine tomorrow morning to talk."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Chen turned around and waved to A Rui, who was in the mansion.
After Arui came out, Mu Chen said, "Later, you will go with this brother to meet his friend. He will definitely ask about some of our Miao customs and rules. You should explain them to him in detail."
"Ugh..."
Mu Chen then gave a few more instructions.
Seeing that Mu Chen was about to leave, A Rui said anxiously, "Brother, your injury..."
"It's alright! Remember what I told you: if there's anything you don't understand about the customs, just have Yao Ye give you his phone and call back to ask."
Arui nodded.
Su Qian and Yao Ye watched Mu Chen's departing figure, both filled with doubt.
I thought to myself, "Did the boss come to Shanghai just for this? How could there be something more important?"
…
Soon, Mu Chen, who had grabbed a quick bite outside, took a taxi directly to the Fifth Hospital of Shanghai.
Internal Medicine Inpatient Building.
Following his memories from his previous life, Mu Chen arrived on the sixth floor. After confirming at the nurses' station that the person he was looking for was indeed in this hospital, he asked for the ward number and followed the corridor to find him.
At the entrance of ward 618.
As Mu Chen approached, he saw a middle-aged man in a white jacket, accompanied by a nurse, giving the young man his final instructions.
“Family of the patient, the patient’s condition is extremely dangerous. If you do not raise money to expedite treatment, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
"Doctor, I... 200,000? 200,000?" The young man trembled violently, his face ashen.
The doctor said, "Two hundred thousand is just for treatment! Family members, think it over carefully. If you want to continue treatment, pay the fees by tomorrow morning at the latest! If you want to give up, then make arrangements as soon as possible."
After saying this, the doctor sighed and left with the nurse.
The young man's eyes were glazed over. He glanced back at his mother in the ward and stumbled toward the stairwell.
Seeing this, Mu Chen followed.
Although Mu Chen was certain that this young man was the person he was looking for, there was still a considerable difference between the young man's appearance when he was young and his appearance twenty years later.
Twenty years later, this young man will become the most influential figure in the Daxia business circle, the most powerful manager in charge of a trillion-dollar industry.
In his previous life, Mu Chen had seen him on the news. His handsome appearance and aura were so powerful that even through the screen, one could feel his domineering presence.
But when he was interviewed by CCTV reporters, especially when he mentioned his mother, he cried like a child.
He was only forty-five years old at that time.
Despite his immense influence in the business world, he never betrayed the person who saved his mother, even though she didn't survive for more than a few years.
Mu Chen's arrival this time was determined to obtain this person.
As Mu Chen approached the dimly lit stairwell, he heard faint sobbing sounds coming from inside.
The cries, though soft, were heart-wrenching, subtly revealing a deep sense of helplessness and resentment.
creak---
Mu Chen pushed open the door and saw a young man sitting on the stairs, sobbing uncontrollably.
Mu Chen didn't speak, but simply sat down next to the young man.
After a moment, the young man finished crying and realized there was someone else beside him. He wanted to leave, but Mu Chen spoke up, "Your name is Lin Bei?"
Lin Bei, who had just stood up, paused for a moment, looked Mu Chen up and down, and asked, "Do we know each other?"
"My name is Mu Chen. I've heard of you, but you don't know me."
Lin Bei hastily wiped away her tears and turned to leave.
Mu Chen said calmly, "I know your situation. I can help you. Is 300,000 enough?"
Lin Bei was stunned upon hearing this.
He turned around and, in the dim light, looked Mu Chen up and down again. After a moment, he said, "Since we don't know each other, how would you know about my situation?"
"You are twenty-five years old this year, a doctoral graduate from Fudan University! Your parents worked day and night to support your education. Your father collapsed two months ago and passed away despite all efforts to save him."
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