One person said they would support 500 million, another said they would support 300 million. Everyone here is rich; they can talk about hundreds of millions with a single sentence. Tang Zhongren stood there feeling very awkward. The shipbuilding group is a capital-intensive company with a long payment cycle, and the company's cash flow has always been relatively tight.
Three hundred million or five hundred million—maybe his father would dare to shout it if he came, but as for Tang Zhongren, he wouldn't dare to say it even if you gave him a million.
But since he was already there, he had to show his face. Besides, if he wanted to get closer to these big shots, he had to spend money, and he understood that perfectly well.
Tang Zhongren quietly walked to the doorway, asked a staff member for the phone number, and hurriedly called home.
After the call connected, Tang Zhongren lowered his voice and said, "Dad, it's me, your dear son."
"Weren't you attending a banquet? Why are you calling me?" President Tang had a bad feeling.
"Dad, this banquet today is no ordinary event. It's full of impressive people: the president of Emperor Financial Group, the president of Standard Chartered Bank, and the president of HSBC. Chen Shufeng really has connections."
"Chen Shufeng is definitely amazing. Why are you calling me? What do you want to say?"
"The theme of today's banquet is that President Chen is short of money and wants to borrow some. I've already come all this way, so it wouldn't be right not to ask. But the first thing they ask for is two hundred million or five hundred million. If I say ten million, they'll laugh me to death."
Tang Zhongren clearly understands the situation today.
"Just say enough. You don't understand. Saying it and actually spending money are two different things. Don't get intimidated by big shots. They're just like you," Mr. Tang instructed, still somewhat disappointed in his son.
When he hung out in nightclubs and bars, he was incredibly arrogant, yet he was terrified of these people. In reality, nobody cared about him at all, so he might as well live a carefree life and maybe even find a few like-minded people.
"How much should I call?"
"Don't call me about such trivial matters. You need to learn to be independent and have your own plans. When you were picking up girls at nightclubs, didn't you have a lot of plans?"
After finishing his sentence, Mr. Tang hung up the phone immediately. He's over thirty years old, and he still needs to call me for such a small matter.
Tang Zhongren hung up the phone, still somewhat dazed. This was different from picking up girls at nightclubs; those things only cost a few dollars.
Mr. Chen raised his glass and started clinking glasses with everyone. Everyone had a smile on their face. Su Yourong followed behind, raising her glass from time to time to say a few polite words, acting as a background figure for Mr. Chen.
Tang Zhongren thought for a moment, picked up the wine glass that was placed aside, walked over, and said, "President Chen, I have admired you for a long time, especially your inspirational story of starting from scratch. My dad always tells me about it."
"It's not easy for anyone to make it big; that's all in the past," Mr. Chen said with a smile.
Some of the people present who knew about the past sneered inwardly. Your father had pursued President Chen twenty years ago, and I heard there were quite a few scandalous stories about it.
Chen has been married to eight husbands, but no one knows much about her romantic affairs. When she was young, this woman was definitely open to all kinds of men.
“My reputation isn’t great, but I’m definitely a good person. Those are just media stories. I’m a deputy in my dad’s company, but I’m not interested in freight at all. I really love the financial industry, and I’ve just been quietly learning about it. Today, seeing so many industry leaders here, I feel like my chance has come.”
“Investing in you will be the first investment of my life. Three hundred million or five hundred million is too small and meaningless.” Tang Zhongren smiled slightly, his expression full of pride.
The bigwigs present all turned their attention to him. What kind of tone was that? Three hundred million or five hundred million was too small?
Everyone knows the true nature of the shipping group. The entire group is worth less than 10 billion yuan, and its profits are not high. Once the cargo ships need maintenance, the profits will be even smaller.
Moreover, the shipbuilding group has many shareholders, and Tang Zhongren's entire family has less than 1 billion yuan in assets. If you really compare him to Lu Feng, he really can't compete.
"A billion if you need it!" Tang Zhongren said with a smug look on his face, holding up one finger and waving it. "Don't even mention that Lu Feng isn't the richest man in the mainland. Even if he were, I'd make sure he never leaves. I'd bury him in money!"
Mr. Chen could tell that this kid was carried away.
"Hahahaha!" President Chen laughed, reaching out to grab Tang Zhongren's hand and saying, "What do you mean by soaring ambition? People outside say that the Tang family boy is good-for-nothing, but with this soaring ambition alone, you can't find a second person like him in all of Hong Kong."
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