Section 61 Funding
"Yanran," Su Qing leaned over and pretended to be mysterious, "Actually, what do you think of Lin Yifei?"
"What's the matter?" Su Yanran was stunned, looked at Su Qing's ill-intentioned eyes, and said coldly: "You won't like him, will you?"
"Me?" Su Qing sat down and sighed, "Yanran, what do you think of me?"
"They all say that you are a heartthrob," Su Yanran chuckled: "You can see from the fans of your concert, why are you not confident in your appearance?"
"But why did Lin Yifei look at me as if he had a grudge?" asked Su Qing seriously.
Su Yanran was taken aback, "You won't tell me that you really like him, right? I rarely see you care so much about someone!"
"I like him?" Su Qing snorted, "Arabian Nights, but, Yanran, do you know, Lin Yifei can only be described in four words now, hot!"
"In this small place of Jiangyuan City, it is still not easy for a man who can get the four-word comment of your eldest lady. Su Yanran sighed, but she was a little worried about Lin Yifei, she was the most familiar with Su Qing, of course she knew her surname, she dared to love and hate, of course, this dare was a bit unscrupulous.
"He has a bright future now," Su Qing sighed, "Do you know, I have been working hard in Jiangyuan City these days, and the most talked about by the city officials and wealthy people in the consortium is this Lin Yifei!"
Su Yanran was stunned, "I really didn't see that he had such a big reputation." β
"That's because you don't care too much about the world," Su Qing said slowly: "One thing I know is that when other college students are still tired and struggling for employment prospects, Lin Yifei already has at least 300 million available funds in his hands. β
"300 million?" Although Su Yanran had never felt anything about money, she couldn't help but be surprised when she heard about 300 million funds, "How can he be so rich, how do you know?"
"You, a master of the world, live in seclusion all the year round, and most of you don't know that the biggest thing in Jiangyuan City today is the Baicao Charity Foundation founded by Du Baiquan and Baili Xiongfei, right?"
"I know a little bit about this," Su Yanran was a little puzzled, "But what does this have to do with Lin Yifei's 300 million." β
"Alas," Su Qing sighed again, looking very regretful, "Although this is in the name of Jiangyuan City, the fund is a private placement, which means that as long as Du Baiquan, the executive chairman of Baili Xiongfei's approval, is fully qualified to use all the funds, no matter what he does." β
"No matter what you do?" Su Yanran muttered to herself, "Then it is difficult to elect this executive chairman, Baicao Charity Foundation?"
"That's right," Su Qing nodded with a wry smile: "I don't know if this Lin Yifei grew up eating cow, the cow luck can't be stopped, Du Baiquan, the chairman of the Baicao Charity Fund, the vice chairman, and the master of Chinese painting, Wu or something, are all unanimously selected, and the executive chairman of the Baicao Charity Fund is Lin Yifei, a junior student. β
If a singer says any pop songs, gossip news or something, he is familiar with it, but if he talks about Chinese studies and the names of Chinese painting masters, he is sorry, I don't remember much.
"Actually, everyone knows about it," Su Qing was a little angry, "Du Baiquan invested 100 million, Baili Xiongfei invested 100 million, of course they are qualified to decide who is the executive chairman, which one is opposed, as long as the shares account for more than them, but apart from them, what will have such a big hand?"
"Wait," Su Yanran felt a little wrong, "One plus one seems to be equal to two, what kind of 300 million you said just now, and the remaining 100 million, who came out of it, isn't it the master of Chinese painting?"
"He didn't contribute money, he just donated his life's collection of paintings," Su Qing explained. According to the conservative estimate of experts, it is worth at least 50 million, but the 300 million funds are not counted as this, but the third injection of funds is very mysterious, originally ten days ago, it was announced that there were only 200 million funds, you must know that this is a very amazing amount, if it is managed properly, plus Du Baiquan, Baili Xiongfei hires professionals to take care of it, and it is easy to convert it into a billion, but since it was rumored that Lin Yifei will become the executive chairman of the charity fund, three days ago, Baili Xiongfei of the Baicao Charity Fund announced that there is a third injection of 100 million fundsοΌβ
"Who is it?" Su Yanran was a little surprised, the one who could have this strength in the secret path must be a person with great background.
"I don't know. Su Qing shook his head, "Baili Xiongfei didn't say it, but Baili Xiongfei only said that the person who injected the capital said that as long as Lin Yifei is the executive chairman, this fund can be used by Lin Yifei at will, otherwise this fund will be withdrawn." β
Su Yanran took a long breath and said after a while: "Most of this person is looking at Baili Xiongfei's face. β
"Yanran, that's a fund of 100 million," Su Qing couldn't help but say: "If you look at Baili Xiongfei's face, then Baili Xiongfei's face is too big." β
"Then don't tell me, that person is looking at Lin Yifei's face. Su Yanran smiled bitterly: "No matter how I look at him, I think Lin Yifei is not worth a few hundred yuan." β
"How do I know which nerve those people are wrong with, and desperately send money to him to use," Su Qing said casually, seeing that Su Yanran's face was a little strange, she hurriedly diverted the topic, "So I said, the current Lin Yifei is already hot in Jiangyuan, but it's a pity that he doesn't appreciate me at all, otherwise I can be wronged." β
Su Yanran smiled: "Don't forget, Lin Yifei already has a girlfriend, and his backstage is Baili Xiongfei, if there is no support from Baili Xiongfei, I think he probably has nothing to like you." β
"That's the same," Su Qing nodded, "But I really don't call him." β
"Why?" Su Yanran was a little strange, "He can be said to be very suitable for your conditions, people are not ugly, and now he is a potential stock, generally this kind of opportunity, you rarely miss it." β
"I just hate the way he looks at me," Su Qing said hatefully.
"The way he looked at you?" Su Yanran laughed, "I didn't realize he had seen you." β
"Even you can see it?" Su Qing said angrily: "It's just like what you said, every time his gaze skimmed over me, as if looking at the air, he simply ignored it, how could I not help but be sarcastic when you said such a person." β
"Then it seems that Jiang Gongzi's eyes on you are still more in line with your standards," Su Yanran sighed: "You don't go to find Jiang Gongzi, why don't you come here to tell me about Lin Yifei's recent situation?"
"No, no," Su Qing shook her head, as if she wanted to throw out Lin Yifei, who made her hate, out, "I have something else to do with you, but it's still about the charity auction." β
"Although I have a little kindness, I have a weak heart. Su Yanran shook her head and said: "If you let your big star come to me to raise donations, it is really a fate to ask for fish." β
"Of course I won't care if you come to ask for money," Su Qing stretched out her hand and grabbed Su Yanran's hand, "Yanran, don't you always say that no one appreciates the piano skills, now I recommend you to the organizer." β
Su Yanran withdrew her palm and said coldly, "I won't go." β
Su Qing was stunned, "This kind of good opportunity, why don't you go?"
"For you, of course, the more fans the better. Su Yanran had already looked out the window, "But for me, confidant, one is enough." β
"You are like this, you will not change for the rest of your life," Su Qing's eyes rolled, and she suddenly said: "You don't mean that you are loving, you have a weak heart, now that you have such a good opportunity to give love, you can easily do it, you only need to play a few songs, but you can't go back on your word." β
"Now everyone has 300 million yuan in activity funds," Su Yanran shook her head and said: "Everything I do now, including you, a big star host, is just a foil, this kind of occasion may be suitable for you, and it will also be of great help to your future circle, but I am not used to this kind of entertainment, Qing'er, thank you for your kindness." β
"But your confidant will also attend the auction party. "Su Qing can't make a plan, and he has another plan.
"You said Lin Yifei?" As soon as Su Yanran spoke, she found that she had some speech problems, and scolded with a smile: "Ghost girl." It's just that what Su Qing said is right, since Lin Yifei has been appointed as the executive chairman of the charity foundation, there is absolutely no reason not to go, "What you said is right, if he is really present, I will play another song for him, so what's the matter." β
"So you promised to go?" Su Qing jumped up excitedly, "Okay, I'll pick you up then, you can't release my pigeons." β
Su Yanran nodded slowly, already acquiescing, when she suddenly heard the car horn outside ringing non-stop, she couldn't help frowning, walked to the window and opened a glance, there was disgust in her eyes, "Su Qing, looking for you." β
"Who came here to find me?" Su Qing was stunned, but her mobile phone rang, "Jiang Gongzi, what, you are downstairs, okay, I'll come right away." β
Closing the phone, Su Qing ran to the window, pushed open the window, and saw a beautiful red sports car parked below, Jiang Gongzi was holding a snow-white handkerchief in his hand, and was pretending to wipe the sweat on his forehead, seeing Su Qing sticking out his head, he gave a flying kiss.
Su Qing couldn't help but laugh and waved her arm vigorously, "Yanran, look at how interesting he is." β
"I only feel numb when I see it, Qing'er, he doesn't, are you cautious about it. Su Yanran saw Jiang Gongzi's gaze and left the window, this Jiang Haitao gave people a strange feeling, Su Yanran never had a good impression of him.
"Don't worry, I have an idea about my affairs, I won't tell you," Su Qing turned her head and ran downstairs, and disappeared without a trace, Su Yanran heard the sound of the sports car starting upstairs, and couldn't help but look out the window again, only to see Jiang Gongzi holding the steering wheel with one hand, but the other hand was already on Su Qing's shoulder, he couldn't help shaking his head, turned around and sat down in front of Yaoqin, his jade wrist stretched, and he played an ancient song, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.
(To be continued)