The person who came to see Meng was really a foreigner.
The two met at a cafe.
"Hello, Miss Meng. I'm Zhuoni, an investment manager at Blackstone Private Equity Fund in the United States."
The blond, blue-eyed foreigner in a well-tailored suit handed over a business card and introduced himself in fairly fluent Chinese.
"Hello." Meng Zhen nodded and waited for the other party's next words.
In later generations, private equity funds generally engage in venture capital, specializing in investing in companies with potential.
When Meng Zhen was a fashion blogger, such a venture capital institution contacted her company and wanted to invest.
This type of foreign investment institution only gradually entered the country after 1997. It was the 1980s now, there was no Internet, and information was backward. How could an investment institution far away in the United States know the Uniqlo brand?
It is obvious that the other party must be related to the person behind the conspiracy against my uncle.
Perhaps because Meng Zhen was young and delicate, Zhuoni didn't take her seriously and went straight to the point:
"Ms. Meng, our company has always been optimistic about China's clothing market. We recently took notice of the Uniqlo brand. After careful investigation, we have decided to invest in your brand and help you expand and strengthen it and promote it to the international market."
"Investment? Of course! That's great!" Meng Zhen's eyes lit up, as if he had won the first prize.
Seeing her reaction, Zhuoni felt that she was someone who didn't understand business.
There is no need to waste time confronting such a person: "Since Miss Meng is also interested, let's discuss the specific details of the investment!"
Zhuoni took out a document from his briefcase and explained to Meng Zhen as he opened it:
"Don't worry, our Blackstone Fund is a well-established investment institution in the United States. This time we plan to directly invest one million Chinese yuan in you to help you expand rapidly and enter the international market."
"One million?!" Meng Zhen exclaimed, "Then what do we need to do here?"
Zhuoni smiled and said, "Yes, one million! You don't need to do anything. Just sign this contract and one million Chinese yuan will be transferred to your account. At that time, you will still be the chief designer and boss of the Uniqlo brand."
Zhuoni struck while the iron was hot and put the contract in front of Meng Zhen.
"Sign it, Miss Meng."
"Opportunities are fleeting. To be honest, we have also investigated other brands, but because Ms. Meng is very talented in clothing design, we are willing to invest in your brand."
Meng Zhen took the contract, glanced at it quickly, picked up the pen and prepared to sign.
Seeing her like this, Zhuoni felt proud. He didn't expect that the task could be completed so quickly.
However, Meng Zhen picked up the pen but did not put it down for a long time.
"What's wrong, Miss Meng? Do you have any questions?" Zhuoni asked.
Meng Zhen put down his pen, looking apologetic. "Oh, I forgot something. Although I'm a major shareholder of this brand, for such a large investment, shouldn't I discuss it with other shareholders?"
Zhuoni persuaded, "This is a good thing! After Ms. Meng signs the contract, tell the other shareholders. They will definitely be very happy!"
Meng Zhen: "That being said, it seems a bit disrespectful to them. How about this? I'll take this contract back and show it to everyone. Then I'll sign it and bring it to you."
"Okay." Zhuoni was very straightforward. Meng Zhen didn't know anything anyway, and the other shareholders should be at the same level as her.
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