Zhang Qingxue also nodded slightly, agreeing with Zhao Chen's decision.
She appreciates decisions based on full trust and rational judgment.
"So, next step,"
Zhao Chen drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, his eyes became sharp again, and he scanned the three people present.
"Rights Issue The final draft of the circular, the final negotiations with the underwriters, the market communication strategy... we have to make sure nothing goes wrong.
Lin Wanqing will not give up, and Zhao Jianguo may not give up completely. The aftermath of public opinion may also be used again."
"At the legal and compliance level, all documents are being checked repeatedly. I will personally monitor the underwriter's side." Zhang Qingxue interface.
Su Wantang did not speak, but silently refilled half a glass of warm water for Zhao Chen and replaced the wine glass in his hand.
Her role may no longer be "Persons Acting in Concert" that needs to be bound by an agreement, but it is his most indispensable rear support and spiritual anchor.
Trust does not require agreement, alliance is in the heart of the people.
The next day happened to be Friday. After Zhao Chen quickly finished the work at hand, he told Su Wantang and asked Liu Haitao to send him to Zhengfa University.
At this time Zhengfa University, the sun shines through the tops of tall French palm trees, casting mottled light and shadow on the campus paths.
Instead of asking the driver to take him to the door, he got off the car some distance away from the campus. Like any ordinary student, he walked through the campus in early spring carrying a simple black backpack.
It had been a long time since he had experienced this pure, student feeling.
The air is filled with the fresh smell of sprouting vegetation, mixed with the noise of the basketball court in the distance and the silence of the Library area.
He deliberately did not tell Shen Zhiyi in advance. He had a small, almost childish thought in his heart, wanting to see what she would look like when she saw him unexpectedly.
Following his memory and the class schedule on his mobile phone, he found the lecture theater where Shen Zhiyi's <Securities Law> course was held this semester.
The heavy wooden door was ajar, and the professor's calm and slightly hoarse teaching voice came from inside, explaining the "Stock Issuance" system in Listed Company refinancing.
Zhao Chen took a deep breath, and like a late student, he carefully opened the back door, trying not to make any noise, and stepped in sideways.
The classroom is large and can accommodate more than a hundred people. It is now 70% to 80% full.
His eyes quickly passed over the rows of backs of heads, and he accurately locked onto the familiar figure by the window -
Shen Zhiyi is tilting his head slightly, looking intently in the direction of the podium, occasionally recording something in his notebook with the pen in his hand.
He hunched over, trying to find an empty seat nearby to sit down.
However, just when he took two steps, the professor who was facing the lesson plan on the podium suddenly raised his head as if he had eyes in the back of his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he shot towards the back door.
"That classmate! Yes, it's you, the one who slipped in through the back door!"
The professor adjusted his glasses, his voice was loud and displeased.
The eyes of all the students in the lecture theater turned to the back door with a swipe, focusing on Zhao Chen who was frozen there.
Shen Zhiyi also turned around after hearing the sound, and saw clearly that the man was wearing simple casual clothes, but could not conceal his erect and erect temperament.
At this moment, when he was a man with an embarrassed expression of "being caught", her eyes widened in an instant, her mouth opened slightly, the pen in her hand fell on the table with a "clack", and her cheeks quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhao Chen met her shocked and embarrassed gaze, helplessly twitching the corner of his mouth, revealing a wry smile that said, "I didn't expect this either."
The professor frowned and was about to reprimand this kind of behavior that did not comply with classroom disciplines, but at this moment his eyes completely saw Zhao Chen's face.
This face has appeared frequently in Financial News and campus legends recently.
The severity on the professor's face suddenly solidified, turning into surprise and a hint of amusement.
He remembered that the school leader had indeed said hello. There was a special student named Zhao Chen in the Economic Law department. He was in a special situation and did not need to stick to regular attendance.
But he didn't expect that the legendary "Chairman Zhao" would appear in his class in this way.
The professor followed Zhao Chen's apologetic and gentle gaze that he had not had time to retract, and happened to see the beautiful girl by the window who was blushing like Apple and was at a loss.
The old professor was also experienced. The corners of his mouth slightly curved upward, and he understood something instantly.
There were low, suppressed commotions and whispers in the classroom.
"It's the Zhao Chen of Zhao Chen! Henglong!"
"It's really him! Why is he here?"
"Look Shen Zhiyi... Oh my God, he's here to find her, right?"
"This is too..."
The professor cleared his throat, suppressing the buzz in the classroom, and the expression on his face became half-smiling.
He looked at Zhao Chen, and his tone changed, with an obvious meaning of ridicule and comparison:
"Oh, who did I think it was? It turned out to be classmate Zhao Chen.
Since you're here and you're still 'sneaky', you must be very interested in my <Securities Law> course, or... you're more interested in a certain classmate in the class?"