The air seemed to freeze at this moment!
Bang!
The cap of the pen in Ai Yiyi's hand fell off without warning, hitting the table with a crisp sound. In the conference room at that moment, it was undoubtedly a bombshell. Everyone's eyes were on him, making Ai Yiyi very embarrassed. A few drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He stammered: "I... I, I'm sorry..."
Taking advantage of this buffer, Shen Jia stood up, walked outside to make a cup of tea, brought it to Wen Liang, and said softly: "Boss Wen, drink some water first!"
This was a rescue move to try to calm Wen Liang down. After all, hedge funds were not a game where one could come and go as they pleased. Most importantly, Shen Jia had a good impression of Wen Liang and did not think Ning Xi would really agree to his withdrawal. It was just a simple gesture of goodwill, so why not do it
Wen Liang had a gloomy face and managed a smile to express his gratitude to Shen Jia. However, he did not pick up the water cup. Instead, he remained silent for a while and said with his head down, "People with different ideals cannot work together. Since we have different opinions, naturally someone has to give in. I guess Mr. Ning has never given in in his life, so I have to give in this time."
He repeated it again, "Then I quit!"
Ning Xi leaned back in the chair, tapping the leather-wrapped armrest with her slender jade fingers, a sneer slowly appearing on her lips: "Quit? What do you think this place is?"
Wen Liang raised his head abruptly, and his sharp eyes met Ning Xi's cold gaze in mid-air, seemingly colliding invisibly to create fierce sparks.
The meeting room was as silent as a cicada, no one dared to speak, even Shen Jia's heart rose to his throat, and his palms began to feel a little wet.
After a short standoff, Wen Liang smiled and said, "Boss Ning, even if the deal fails, there is still friendship. There is no need to make it this far. Since you have decided to focus on Malaysia, I will try my luck in Korea. We can each accept our fate and share what we have. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"
Du Yangming's heart moved, and he vaguely understood Wen Liang's purpose. It turned out that he wanted to start a new business and bet on South Korea. However, given the current situation, it was probably a fantasy. After being together for so long, he already had some understanding of Ning Xi's temper. Not to say that she was stubborn, but at least she was a man of her word and would not tolerate anyone's disobedience. If Wen Liang just withdrew and left, there was still a little possibility for him to do so because of their past friendship. But if he wanted to start his own business, this little possibility would be gone!
He didn't even think about it. If South Korea really became Soros's final target, where would Ning Xi's face be? For these children of aristocratic families, what they valued most was not money, but their own face!
"What a good deal!" Ning Xi's clear eyes looked as deep as the sea, making it impossible to remember that she was just a young girl in her early twenties. She said coldly, "Having said that, if I continue to be aggressive, it would seem too inhumane. How about this, you can leave, but you have to keep the money for a while. Now is an extraordinary period, and it is too difficult to launder the money back to China!"
Du Yangming shuddered, and he couldn't bear to look at Wen Liang's face. Cruel, indeed, he was really cruel. If you return the people but not the money, what can you take to Korea? It's not to mention that Mr. Ning usually looks like a kind person, but he is really ruthless when he starts fighting!
Wen Liang slowly relaxed his body, leaning back in his chair like Ning Xi did, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said, "Boss Ning, I need this money urgently, so please be flexible. As for how to launder it back to China, I have my own way, so you don't have to worry about it!"
The atmosphere in the room fell to freezing point again. Christie regretted not wearing a coat today. She sat with her arms folded, thinking a little self-destructively: If things fall apart again this time, I will completely quit the financial industry and never touch futures again in my life!
Suddenly, Ning Xi laughed without warning. Her usually pleasant voice now made everyone present shudder. She said, "Boss Wen is really courageous. Okay, I'll take a step back. You can leave and I can give you the money, but you won't get a single cent of the Thai baht dividends!"
Dividends
Du Yangming turned around in astonishment, and the look he gave Ning Xi was not just admiration, but a bit of awe. It turned out that this young lady had said so much before, with such an overwhelming aura and full of attitude, but her ultimate goal was to deduct Wen Liang's dividends - according to the shareholder ratio, this was a huge sum of money!
However, the same thing looks completely different to different people. Shen Jia feels that Ning Xi is trying to keep Wen Liang in her own way. Whether it is not returning the money or not giving dividends, she wants Wen Liang to give up and take back this obviously hasty decision. After all, giving up the profits that have already been obtained for an uncertain judgment is something that only a wise man would not do.
Although this way of retaining him seemed a bit tough and overbearing, she was the eldest daughter of the Ning family. Did she really have to beg and plead
Christie regained some of her spirits after hearing Ning Xi's words. If it was just Wen Liang's capital that withdrew, and he didn't take away the dividends, it wouldn't hurt the hedge fund. And without this sponsor who always liked to express different opinions, the subsequent work should be a lot easier.
This is a good thing!
Christie's eyes began to become anxious, eager to hear Wen Liang nod his head in agreement. Ai Yiyi looked at him strangely, not understanding why this foreigner suddenly became like a different person, so lively that even the hairs on his arms were dancing. But he couldn't care about these things at the moment, and looked at Wen Liang worriedly, and mustered up the courage to say the first and only sentence of the day: "Mr. Wen, why don't you think about it..."
Wen Liang nodded kindly to Ai Yiyi, placed his hands firmly on the edge of the table, moved his chair back an inch, and then stood up, his eyes were as determined as burning flames, but his tone was calm without a trace of fluctuation, and he said: "Okay, it's decided!"
Bang!
The glass door opened and then closed heavily, Ning Xi's face turned ugly. Shen Jia beckoned to Christie and the others, and they stood up and left. However, when they walked out of the meeting room, they seemed to hear Ning Xi throwing the documents in her hand on the table, and a murderous rebuke:
"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness!"
Taking the elevator to the first floor, Wen Liang acted out his full drama and walked out angrily, just in time to run into Zhu Zixuan who was walking towards him. She was wearing a black and red knee-length skirt, a white cotton T-shirt, with a Doraemon cartoon pattern embroidered on her chest, and a spiral cross pendant on her wrist. Reflecting the light outside the window, she exuded a youthful and lovely flavor.
This was the first time Wen Liang saw Zhu Zixuan dressed like this, just like it was the first time she saw Wen Liang with such a ferocious face. So when she was waiting in the hall just now, she thought thousands of times that she had to be confident, calm, and show enough friendliness to greet him, but when it came to her lips, she cried out in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"
Wen Liang didn't expect Zhu Zixuan to be waiting for him here. He suppressed his anger and said with a wry smile: "Nothing!"
"There must be something wrong, don't lie to me!" Zhu Zixuan was a little anxious, stretched out her hand to grab his sleeve, and said: "What's the matter? I know a few people in Mingzhu. No matter what it is, there must be a solution!"
It was obvious that she was really worried about him, Wen Liang suddenly felt a little reluctant, but the breakup with Ning Xi involved too many inside stories, so he couldn't be soft-hearted at this time. And using Zhu Zixuan was not part of his plan, it was just too coincidental that he met her twice.
"It's nothing!" Wen Liang smiled very ugly, looked at his watch, and said, "Miss Zhu, I have to catch the next flight. We can talk again when we have a chance."
"Didn't you just get here? Are you leaving so soon?" Zhu Zixuan was full of questions. In the past, she would have used violence to force Wen Liang to submit, but of course she wouldn't do that now. However, she was unwilling to let him go either. She racked her brains and couldn't think of a reason to keep him. She suddenly said, "I'll buy you a drink!"
Wen Liang looked at Zhu Zixuan, this girl who used to be so unruly and arrogant, but now she was so accompanying and begging him carefully, even the most hard-hearted person would be moved. He sighed secretly and said softly, "I appreciate your kindness, but I'm really not in the mood today. Let's wait until next time. Come to Mingzhu next time, I'll treat you!"
"You came here this time for..." Zhu Zixuan seemed to have thought of something, looked up at the tall building, with a panicked look in her eyes, and said: "You and Sister Xi, you, you..."
It was her fault that she became slow to react when she saw Wen Liang, otherwise she should have thought of this earlier. He came to Mingzhu in such a hurry, of course, because of Ning Xi and the hedge fund, but he left angrily after staying for less than an hour, which must be a conflict with Ning Xi. Considering that there was a grudge between them when they met last time, and seeing Wen Liang's unprecedented angry expression, this time it must be a complete fallout!
"No, you can't leave. I'll go with you to find Sister Xi!"
Wen Liang shook his head sadly and said, "No need. Come if you are suitable, leave if you are not. I have decided to withdraw."
"Quit?" Zhu Zixuan was startled by her own shrill voice and asked, "What do you mean by quit?"
“Exit the hedge fund and get your equity back, but no dividends in Thai baht!”
Zhu Zixuan was stunned for a while before she figured out what Wen Liang meant. Seeing the humiliation in his eyes, she felt as if a needle was stabbing her heart. She said angrily, "I'm going to find Sister Xi. How can you bully me like this?"
After saying that, she turned around and was about to go upstairs. Wen Liang grabbed her hand and sighed, "It's not Ning Xi's fault... But now that things have come to this, there's no point in saying more. At most, you've made a little less money, it's no big deal."
"So you, you...are you leaving?"
Wen Liang let go of her hand, a gentle smile in his eyes, and said: "Well, I'm leaving, Miss Zhu, take care of yourself, Mingzhu is hot and humid, you should pay more attention to your health. If we have a chance to see each other again, I will treat you to a drink!"
"Don't go home until you're drunk!"
"Okay, I won't go home until I'm drunk!"
Zhu Zixuan watched Wen Liang's back disappear out the door. She seemed to feel that the already weak connection between the two of them was severed, and her eyes became slightly moist.
No, these are certainly not tears.
It's just that the wind hurt my eyes! (To be continued)