Listening to the flattery from the other side, as if it didn’t cost a thing.
Sun Dasheng outwardly appeared pleasant.
But inside, he was sneering: a weasel wishing the chickens a Happy New Year.
He didn’t particularly like this group of pure businessn in the private room.
However, their influence was substantial.
He couldn’t just flip the table; he had to go along for now.
When it ca to playing Tai Chi, he was naturally not as skillful as these old foxes, but as long as they didn’t know his true intentions, he could still manage.
Sun Dasheng had a strange feeling while chatting with them.
Did they consider him one of their own? Or a similar kind of person?
Was this an admission that capitalists had nothing good?
With Sun Dasheng’s deliberate cooperation, the atmosphere in the private room was very harmonious.
Eating, drinking, having fun, and then soone, he’s not sure who, started discussing history and the world.
Oh wow.
Look at these guys, with so money, their minds drift where they shouldn’t.
Even Alima, probably under such an atmosphere for long, ended up saying ’outrageous’ things at the Shanghai City economic forum.
Not sure if he was being used as a pawn to test those above, or if he lacked any political acun to say such nonsense.
In the end, it affected a certain paynt company’s listing.
As the group of elderly people chatted further, the topics drifted far off, and Liu Qing quickly brought the topic back.
Today’s main character isn’t you old n, but this exceptionally young President Sun.
Liu Qing, holding a glass of red wine, walked over to Sun Dasheng and raised her glass, "President Sun, I toast to you!"
Sun Dasheng didn’t put on airs and drank with her.
Then she changed the tone and said, "President Sun, I’ve always had a question, and I wonder if you could help understand it?"
"Oh? What question? Tell , if I can help you, Sister Liu, I certainly won’t refuse."
Sun Dasheng didn’t commit fully, just saying he’d try within his ability.
As for the standard of his ability, of course, he decides that himself.
"Haha... It’s not really a tough question, I just wanted to ask about Keno Capital’s investnt strategy, because I also have a background in investnt banking, so I’m quite interested."
She wasn’t wrong, having joined Goldman Sachs right after graduating from Harvard, promoted to Executive Director of Goldman Sachs Asia in 2008, and promoted to Managing Director of Goldman Sachs Asia in 2012.
She only officially joined Didi in 2014 as Chief Operating Officer, and beca President the following year.
Tracing her career trajectory before graduation, she is a bona fide investnt banker.
So when she said she was interested in Keno Capital’s investnt strategy, it was just a professional exchange, not involving anything else.
Is it really so?
Sun Dasheng didn’t know.
But he also didn’t care.
He set down his wine glass and casually said, "Keno Capital’s investnt strategy is actually quite simple, just investing in industries and enterprises I find promising, striving for excess profits. I imagine all investnt banks think this way, right?"
"Haha... President Sun, you’re treating like an outsider with that answer. While that’s true, other investnt banks are investing in popular sunrise industries with vast growth prospects, whereas what you invest in is quite different, more like the opposite, almost as if...
"Doing the opposite of other investnt banks?" Sun Dasheng supplented.
"Yes, yes! Please tell , why is that?" Liu Qing’s eyes were fixed on him, seemingly trying to discern sothing from his face, but the man opposite remained unfazed, revealing nothing of his thoughts.
"Of course, I see their potential, otherwise am I just bored with too much money burning a hole in my pocket?" Sun Dasheng said with a laugh.
Regardless of whether the others believed it, he certainly did.
Uh...
Liu Qing hit a not-so-soft wall, feeling both annoyed and slightly exhilarated, since she rarely encountered failures or setbacks.
But this man in front of her gave her a completely different feeling, igniting an endless fighting spirit within her.
Aside from this, Sun Dasheng was still very courteous and engaging on other topics.
In the end, both hosts and guests parted on good terms.
Watching Sun Dasheng’s leaving figure.
Liu Qing let go of the supportive hand she had been holding and asked her father, "Will he be our ally?"
At that mont, Liu Lianxiang no longer appeared frail; even at 80, he exuded a remarkable presence, and he shook his head slightly, "I’m afraid not."
Liu Qing was sowhat surprised, unable to believe even her father couldn’t see through him completely.
That she fell slightly short before him wasn’t a problem.
She felt slightly more at ease.
"Try again, it would be best to bring him onto our boat." Liu Lianxiang sighed.
"Yes, Father!" Liu Qing clearly sensed her father lacked the previous calm and confidence.
Father was old.
These four words suddenly appeared in her mind.
Should I be preparing to take over?
...
After this ti.
Sun Dasheng understood.
He was already a giant.
Pretending to be weak and growing discreetly was no longer possible.
His strategies needed so adjustnts.
Not too high profile, not too low profile.
dium profile?
Well, that word doesn’t exist.
There should be appropriately high-profile, being high-profile when necessary, making their presence known.
Otherwise, people might think you’re easy to bully.
When he got back ho.
The next day, he presented the company’s developnt report to the leadership.
The leadership found ti to see him once and seed very satisfied with his report, saying, "That’s right, leading the way for others, well done, Sun."
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