Need Encouragement from Little Angels' Adorable Love, Meow (*^▽^*)

Long afterward, the successful and renowned President Gu was being interviewed on television.

Reporter: "President Gu, what motivated you to start your own business?"

Gu Chen: "No one liked me. No one appreciated me. I could only work hard on my own."

The characters: "...Bullshit!"

A new story is starting~~

The top is superstar Ao Qingyuan, and the bottom is Wenren Yan. Little angels, don't get them mixed up!

Also, the story is roughly set around 2013, 2014, and 2015. Internationally, it was against the backdrop of Chinese concept stocks suffering heavy losses; domestically, financial policies were being loosened and real-economy enterprises were struggling to transform. As usual, the setting is a fictional parallel world.

And now, the new story.

Need Encouragement from Little Angels' Adorable Love, Meow (^▽^)

Chapter 2

The car slowly pulled away from the hotel and silently merged into the morning rush-hour traffic. Steven, with his blond hair and blue eyes, looked out the window with fresh curiosity. Turning to Wenren Yan, who was seated in the back and flipping through documents, he smiled. "I never expected Yanjing to become this prosperous after only a few years. So many cars, so many people—even office rents are nearly catching up with Manhattan."

Wenren Yan kept his head lowered and said nothing. Steven continued on his own, "But those people in the financial circle are still the same. They don't understand the market, they don't follow the rules, and they only know how to wave checks around to poach people."

Wenren Yan's hand paused slightly as he turned a page. Steven smiled. "Boss, let me tell you a joke. On our first night in Yanjing, someone received an anonymous call. The other side offered five times the salary of a top Wall Street trader to poach our people..."

At this point, Steven deliberately studied Wenren Yan's expression before slowly adding, "They seem very wary of you, Boss. They even hinted over the phone that if anyone could reveal information they were interested in—such as your real reason for returning to China this time—they would be willing to pay an even higher price."

One hand resting on the open document, Wenren Yan casually lifted his eyes to look at Steven.

Steven shrugged. "Don't look at me like that. I wasn't the one who got the call. Those people have never doubted my loyalty to you—"

Then Steven abruptly changed course and simply sold out his colleague. "Fine. Jack got the call. Somehow, they learned about the argument between you and Jack in Manhattan and assumed there was bad blood between you two. They wanted to poach Jack."

Wenren Yan raised an eyebrow. Steven immediately explained, "Of course Jack doesn't want to leave Yan Feng Capital, so he reported it to me as soon as he received the call."

Having said that, Steven cautiously glanced at Wenren Yan. "Boss, are we really going to sell Wenren Heavy Industry?"

Wenren Heavy Industry was a heavy-industry enterprise founded by Wenren Yan's father, Wenren Jing, in the early 1990s, when China had just begun urban development. It was also one of the main pillars of Wenren Group. Over the past twenty years, it had participated in countless ten-billion-yuan projects and hundred-billion-yuan ventures, once achieving extraordinary success. At its peak, the company's market value had surpassed 146 billion yuan, and it employed more than fifty thousand people.

However, as domestic infrastructure projects cooled over the past two years, the entire heavy machinery industry had fallen into trouble. Wenren Heavy Industry's operating profit had already dropped by 20 percent in the first half of this year alone. Its market value had fallen back to 96 billion yuan, while its bank debt had exceeded 40 billion yuan. Combined with Wenren Group's failed investments in other sectors, the entire group was now facing the danger of a broken cash flow chain. The old chairman had truly run out of options, which was why he had called his son for help. He hoped Wenren Yan's Yan Feng Capital could inject funds into Wenren Group and ease some of its debt pressure. Yet after conducting due diligence, Wenren Yan had instead decided to sell Wenren Heavy Industry—

Jack was the person responsible for conducting due diligence on Wenren Heavy Industry. He had grown up with Wenren Yan and was also the old chairman's adopted godson. When he learned that Wenren Yan wanted to sell Wenren Heavy Industry, Jack strongly objected. He and Wenren Yan had argued at the Manhattan headquarters. Of course, outsiders did not know why Jack and Wenren Yan had quarreled. Steven knew the details only because he was Wenren Yan's personal assistant. He was the one who had prepared Wenren Heavy Industry's valuation report.

The old chairman still did not know about this. He was eagerly waiting for Wenren Yan to come save the company. Steven wondered whether he might collapse from fury once he heard Wenren Yan's decision at the shareholders' meeting later... Thinking of this, Steven blinked worriedly and asked, "Boss, won't you reconsider?"

"You've read the due diligence report too." Wenren Yan closed the document in his hands and asked impassively, "Given the current domestic environment and policies, do you think there's any need for us to invest in Wenren Heavy Industry?"

"Well... if we only look at the due diligence report, then of course there's no need for us to do so. But Wenren Heavy Industry is different from other investment projects." Meeting Wenren Yan's deep gaze, Steven silently sighed to himself and forced out the words, "It's your father's company. It will be yours in the future too."

"Yan Feng Capital is my career as well. I have to be responsible for my clients." Wenren Yan set his laptop on his lap and browsed the day's financial news and international headlines as he spoke. "From the perspective of capital returns, Wenren Heavy Industry currently has no need for further investment."

Two hours later, the car arrived at Wenren Heavy Industry's industrial park in Yanjing. From a distance, Steven saw a huge crowd gathered in front of the headquarters building, with bright red banners hanging from the roof. Workers in uniforms and sashes stood on both sides of the street, waving balloons and flowers. Since his boss was Chinese, Steven had consciously studied Chinese listening, speaking, reading, and writing after joining Yan Feng Capital. He could understand that the banners and sashes said things like, "A warm welcome to Wenren Yan on his return to China."

For some reason, Steven felt a little guilty. He turned to look at his boss in the back seat. Wenren Yan had already opened the door and gotten out, still wearing that unfathomable, expressionless look. Fortunately, the old shareholders of Wenren Group were used to it too. They crowded around him and greeted him with smiles. "A-Yan, you brat, you've finally come back. We've all been waiting for you to return and save the company."