"No way?!" Sumr Spencer was truly stunned and couldn’t help but shout, "What are you still dissatisfied with? Just say it, and we will definitely et your requirents!"
Her voice was a bit loud, and everyone in the café looked over.
Fortunately, they were sitting in a relatively hidden spot, with a row of half-human-height indoor green plants blocking the view of others.
Kenneth Osborne gently coughed.
Sumr quickly lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Osborne, we sincerely invite you to join us. We are one of the few companies in the country capable of investing in artificial intelligence."
"I can speak on behalf of our board of directors. Any conditions, feel free to propose, and I will imdiately agree to whatever I can. If it’s beyond my authority, I will definitely seek my father’s approval. As long as he agrees, the board will have nothing to say!"
This ti, Sumr even ntioned her father, Caron Spencer, the big boss of Spencer Group, as a backing.
Kenneth raised his hand, gesturing her to "calm down."
He slightly leaned forward and said politely, "Director Spencer, as I said, I believe in your sincerity. Your offer is indeed very attractive, unexpectedly so."
"Then why are you refusing?" Sumr blurted out, "Are you crazy?"
"Hehe, just consider crazy." Kenneth didn’t want to continue conversing with Sumr.
Obviously, they were not on the sa path, so why waste words?
He stood up, smiled, and said, "Spencer Group is very powerful. A company like yours wouldn’t have any issues acquiring top dostic AI scholars or foreign experts and patents. There’s no need to be so insistent on ."
"Mr. Osborne, don’t say that." Sumr was a bit flustered, no longer having any romantic thoughts, just wanting to salvage her mistake.
She had already lost face in front of her father and couldn’t afford to have her image fall even further...
"... We are all from the sa country, and we are willing to support our own nation’s scientists and technical talents. Are you really not going to reconsider?" Sumr continued, "I can offer you 40% of the original shares of the new company. You should know that even our Spencer Group only holds 40%. Another 20% is open to private equity funds."
"I know you have run your own company and understand the capital investnt required in this industry. Why can’t we work together and achieve a win-win situation?"
Sumr looked at him eagerly, her face full of tension and panic.
Kenneth frowned almost imperceptibly, saying flatly, "Really, there’s no need. I’m very busy, and I’m sure Director Spencer is also very busy. Let’s not disturb each other in the future."
He nodded, turned around, and left.
Sumr wanted to chase after him, but his steps, though unhurried, had a sizable stride, quickly leaving her far behind.
Sumr took a few steps after him but couldn’t catch up, and she was too embarrassed to shout in the Yan University campus. She just huffed, got into her rcedes-Benz G-Class, and said to the driver, "Let’s go back first. We’ll wait for my sister to return before discussing it."
The driver glanced at her expression, understanding that things hadn’t gone well, so he didn’t say much. He stepped on the gas, driving out of the Yan University campus swiftly.
They hadn’t been driving for long when a low-key silver-grey Cayenne, which had been waiting at the gate of Yan University, drove into the campus heading towards the graduate dormitory area.
Kenneth had just reached the entrance of his dormitory building.
As he was climbing the steps, he heard soone calling his na from behind.
"Excuse , are you Kenneth Osborne?"
It was a young man’s voice, slightly high-pitched but with a rich and powerful tone, very imposing.
Kenneth stopped and turned, seeing a man in a khaki double-breasted trench coat standing by a silver-grey Cayenne, smiling at him.
Just by looking at his face, the man had a gentle and handso deanor, but with a buzz cut, which added a certain sharpness.
Wearing half-black-rimd glasses, he nodded elegantly in Kenneth’s direction.
Kenneth was quite surprised. He walked down the steps and curiously asked, "I am Kenneth Osborne. May I ask who you are?"
The man handed over a business card, smiling, "I am the president of SSA Private Equity Fund. I would like to talk about your company."
It was just an ordinary business card, displaying only three printed black characters: Francis Johnson.
In the upper left corner of the card were three English letters, SSA, next to a six-sided chaotic hexagon icon resembling a honeycomb.
Kenneth suddenly felt a wave of excitent. This was the SSA Private Equity Fund, famous in the angel investnt sector, existing only in legends!
It’s said that every high-tech pioneering company they’ve invested in has, without exception, achieved great developnt, leading other investnt companies to follow in SSA’s footsteps.
Whenever SSA invests in a company, these big investnt firms always want a piece of the action, reportedly without losing money.
But SSA rarely invests in companies, almost fading out of the investnt market in the last two years.
Unexpectedly, it showed up today, and they wanted to talk about his company!
Kenneth was sure he hadn’t had a drink at lunch today, but he was still a bit light-headed and felt even more in awe.
His heart was pounding intensely, taking a while for him to regain composure.
Francis didn’t rush him, just quietly watched.
At this mont, Kenneth’s phone rang.
He jolted, finally coming back to his senses, and instinctively took out his phone to see that it was Lawrence Winters calling.
He glanced at Francis and said softly, "Please wait, I need to take this call."
Francis raised his hand slightly, "Go ahead."
Kenneth stepped aside for a few steps, quickly answered Lawrence’s call, and asked, "Nora, what’s up?"
Lawrence’s voice was a bit urgent on the other side, "Ken, are you okay?"
"No, why do you ask?" Kenneth was a bit puzzled, though he had just been so excited that he almost lost his composure. It was Lawrence’s call that snapped him out of it.
"I suddenly felt anxious just now, not knowing why, and just wanted to talk to you, so I did a divination," Lawrence said nervously, "To be honest, my fortune-telling is usually accurate, but this ti, I can’t discern the direction of your readings."
Kenneth Osborne: "..."
Seriously, how could you be so spot on?
He turned his head and quickly glanced at Francis Johnson standing motionless beside him.
Francis Johnson had a tall, robust posture; if you didn’t know his identity, just by looking at his stance, he seed even more impressive than their college military training instructor.
Kenneth withdrew his gaze and smiled, saying, "It’s nothing; you’re just worried and confused. Otherwise, why do people say fortune tellers shouldn’t read their own fortune?"
Lawrence Winters frowned, "That’s supposed to be about ! I haven’t predicted my own fortune."
"Are we really separating things between you and ? You read my fortune, it’s just like reading your own. That’s why you can’t see the direction clearly, which is normal. It’s just because you’re in the situation, isn’t it?"
Kenneth spun his tales effortlessly, his skills were indeed impressive.
Lawrence was unknowingly convinced by him and laughed, "That’s true, there’s no difference between us. As long as I know you’re okay, that’s good enough. If anything happens, you must tell ! I can help you! Trust !"
"Yes, of course, I trust you, just like I trust myself." Kenneth said, then hung up the phone.
He turned back to face Francis, with a hint of sweet smile still lingering on his face.
Francis opened the car door to his vehicle, gesturing Kenneth to get inside, while smiling, "Was that your girlfriend on the phone?"
Kenneth walked over openly, smiling, "Yes, soon she will be."
Francis: "..."
He looked at Kenneth with surprise.
With such looks and abilities, he still has to chase after a woman?
He quietly returned to the driver’s side and smiled, saying, "In the future, let’s all go out for a al together when there’s a chance. We’re all friends; no need to be so distant."
Kenneth felt that this President Zhao was really soone who could easily make friends.
Clearly also a head of a major corporation, yet his deanor was so much better than Sumr Spencer from the Spencer Group.
It’s really infuriating comparing people sotis.
Kenneth sighed inwardly, noticing that Francis’s car had already exited the campus of Yanda.
"Where are we heading?"
"To my company office." Francis smiled, "It’s easier to talk there, without anyone eavesdropping."
Kenneth: "..."
He laughed, "You’re kidding; in this day and age, in public places, everyone is mindful of respecting others’ privacy."
Who would eavesdrop?
Francis smiled, tapped open an app on his phone, and connected it to the car’s speakers.
Soon Sumr Spencer’s voice ca through the car’s sound system.
"Our group is genuinely very sincere in inviting you to join."
"This ti, we’ll give you shares. You won’t be just an employee but a boss."
"Twenty percent of original shares in the new company, plus Spencer Group’s equity, all at executive level, half can be effective imdiately, how about that?"
"Annual salary doubled, household registration imdiately resolved, plus a fully-furnished three-bedroom apartnt in a pri school district in the Capital City."
Kenneth: "..."
His expression changed, and he said coldly, "You actually eavesdrop on our conversation?! Is this normal business competition?!"
Francis smiled and said, "I didn’t eavesdrop; it was recorded by Director Spencer herself."
Kenneth was even more surprised, "She actually recorded it?!"
Francis found it even funnier, he glanced at Kenneth and smirked, "Didn’t you also record it?"
Kenneth: "..."
This ti he finally understood he t a worthy opponent, a real master.
This person hacked both his and Sumr Spencer’s phones.
Kenneth’s face looked quite unpleasant, "I really didn’t expect SSA Private Equity Fund to conduct business like this!"
"Don’t rush to label ; I have a few questions for you."
Francis held the steering wheel calmly and said, "Spencer Group offered you such good terms, why didn’t you accept?"
"Do I really have to answer? I can’t cooperate with soone conducting business illegally. Please stop the vehicle; I want to get out." Kenneth said resolutely.
Francis glanced at him again, confird he genuinely thought this, nodded, and smiled, "Great, you passed our first test."
Kenneth: "???".
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