"The Miss Shen who was just drinking over there, Shirley, seems to be the Chairman’s Special Assistant for Rongliu."
"Confluent Capital, yes, that’s Rongliu."
...
The conversation on the terrace, like a spark igniting the fuse, exploded rapidly.
The previously composed and elegant financial professionals now bowed their heads to check their phones, their expressions gradually shifting from restraint to shock, their eyes becoming passionate and complex.
Standing on the edge of the crowd, Ji Yingying’s mind was suddenly blown.
The smile on her face froze, and her lips involuntarily twitched slightly.
The champagne in her hand shook gently, almost spilling.
She quickly pulled out her phone, her fingertips trembling as she tapped the news link.
Her face revealed an incredulous expression.
Zhou Wei next to her was no longer calm. He took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "Yingying, let’s go over and talk to Miss Shen."
As a partner and investnt committee mber of Huayin Capital, his status is actually quite high.
But that also depends on who you’re comparing to.
Faced with a newly erged giant backed by the joint investnt of two major capital giants, all his pride needs to be restrained.
Shen Yuyan is the core figure beside the Chairman of Rongliu.
Her status is naturally incomparable.
Even a casual remark she makes at a party is enough to affect fluctuations in the capital market.
Ji Yingying’s knuckles turned slightly white, her lips twitching intermittently.
She wanted to say sothing but found her throat tightening, unable to utter a single word.
She was just saying that Rongliu was just a small to dium private equity, its growth not comparable to the publicly listed industrial group she belonged to.
She was also implying Bai nglin shouldn’t be greedy for the small platform in front of her.
But the slap in the face ca so quickly, spinning her around on the spot.
Now going over there, truly a... confird clown.
"Hmm? What’s the matter?" Zhou Wei furrowed his brow slightly.
Ji Yingying hurriedly hid her emotions, responding with a dry laugh: "Sure, sure, President Zhou."
Just as the two walked towards Shen Yuyan.
The crowd began to gather as if drawn by a magnet.
Shen Yuyan instantly beca the focal point of attention at the scene.
Beside her, Bai nglin’s face turned bright red.
Standing still, her throat rolled, her chest heaving violently.
She pinched her palm hard, the sharp pain reminding her that all this was real and not a dream!
billion US dollars of AUM?
Tang Jin Family Office? Kate Trust?
She... nearly gave up an opportunity that could completely rewrite her life trajectory!
Not to ntion how strong the capital behind it is, based solely on the asset managent scale of 121 billion, Rongliu Capital has already entered the "new first-tier PE."
In the local Xiang River, apart from branches of international giants like Blackstone, Kai Lei, Hezhong, and Sai Fu.
Rongliu has virtually joined the top tier.
And it’s entering with mother fund resources, backed by two top capitals, with a kingly stance.
This institution is bound to beco the epicenter of competition for financial talents in Hong Kong!
If she can join now...
Plus, since Shen Yuyan is a trusted confidant of the Chairman, her career path...
The more Bai nglin thought, the more she feared.
She bit her tongue, gently patted Shen Yuyan’s arm.
Whispered: "Yuyan, my matter isn’t urgent, we’ll talk about it later. For now, you... focus on your work."
As she spoke, she gestured to the people around them.
"Buzz—"
Shen Yuyan snapped out of her trance, her ears quickly filled with the sound of chatter and congratulations.
She lifted her head to look at the crowd rapidly closing in on her.
The people who were previously aloof and reserved now spoke with eagerness, their eyes passionate, their voices filled with enthusiasm.
Originally indifferent, they now quietly introduced themselves, handed over business cards, and exchanged pleasantries.
The greedy colored glances were gradually restrained.
The once confident, aggressive, and proud Ji Yingying now had a stiff face, her voice stuck.
Beside her, Zhou Wei from Huayin Capital had a smile on his face that was more sincere than ever, the investors’ usual "selective scrutiny" had quietly disappeared.
Instead, there was an extrely respectful attitude.
Just monts ago discussing REIT funds and exit strategies, the circle now revolved completely around her.
This is the reality.
In the primary market, nothing is more decisive than "real funds."
And this ti, the players are Kate Trust and Tang Jin Family Office.
The forr is a top global family trust managent institution, controlling assets for a core group of ultra-high-net-worth clients in North Arica and globally.
The latter is a cross-continental new elite consortium, its influence already perating finance, technology, real estate, and multiple other fields.
This was not a regular joint investnt.
But a complete "resource infusion."
At this mont, this crown filled with gold dropped unexpectedly on her head.
She felt an unprecedented "shift of hearts."
The flow of power, respect, resources...
Gathering at her feet.
Shen Yuyan’s blood was boiling all over, the excitent almost taking over, flowing down slowly.
Every nerve trembling slightly from the gaze of those around.
However, this state didn’t last long.
A mont later, Shen Yuyan took a deep breath, quickly adjusting her breath and expression.
Her face returned to gentleness and elegance.
As she accepted business cards, she used "the company hasn’t disclosed details publicly yet" to skillfully dodge inquiries.
Perfectly asured, impeccably done.
Standing at the center, the focus of the crowd, her words carried professionalism, calm, and restraint.
She beca the role she had long dread of.
Her whole being radiating unprecedented confidence, glowing.
President Tang, I truly love you!
No wonder so core executives at the head office "mysteriously disappeared," now I understand!
As for Tang Song and the company’s "confidentiality" on this matter, she completely understood.
Even deeply agreed.
Such a level of cooperation, if leaked prematurely, could trigger market fluctuations, even regulatory intervention.
Before landing completely, completing the disclosure process, confidentiality must be strictly maintained for most employees.
Although she was the Chairman’s Special Assistant, mainly in charge of coordinating Tang Song’s personal project investnts, having just joined, she couldn’t access the top-level institutional strategic plans.
However, what’s strange to her is that Lin Muxue is so good at keeping calm.
Such a big matter, never revealing even a hint in front of her.
No wonder she’s seemingly indifferent to personnel relations at the head office, turns out she knows the company will soon restructure its organizational frawork.
In this aspect, she does view this Chief Assistant with so newfound respect.
At this mont.
In her line of sight.
In the crowd, a tall, glamorous figure gradually appeared.
She wore a light-hearted smile, as if enjoying the night view, or inspecting a battlefield.
With her were two others.
One was very familiar, a female star that Xu Qing liked very much, Bei Yuwei.
The other dressed modestly and capable, not stunning in appearance, yet possessed a serene aura that was captivating.
Shen Yuyan froze, almost thinking she was seeing things.
But she quickly realized, her eyelids trembled.
Knowing that this "Innate Pretentious Holy Body" was causing a commotion again.
No matter the occasion, never letting yourself miss out, right?
Luna, you’re truly sothing!
Nonetheless, this kind of entrance didn’t disrupt the atmosphere on site.
The crowd still surrounded Shen Yuyan, the chatter continued incessantly.
However, as Luna and her companions approached, so keen-eyed individuals quietly focused their gaze.
The attention shifted from Bei Yuwei, finally settling on that composed, unfazed middle-aged woman.
"...Is it President Cheng from TY?"
A subdued exclamation sounded.
Several practitioners from relevant fields nearby followed the sound to look, their expressions imdiately changing.
Standing opposite Shen Yuyan, Zhou Wei’s face changed drastically, almost instinctively stepping forward quickly.
A smile plastered on his face: "President Cheng, long ti no see, I absolutely didn’t expect to et you in Xiang River."
Shen Yuyan paused, her gaze swiftly shifting from Lin Muxue to that "not striking" lady.
The surrounding chatter began to intertwine, in Mandarin, Cantonese, English.
"Is this the president of the Consur Electronics division of TY Precision?"
"I heard she was previously Ouyang Xianyue’s executive secretary, later served as director of TY’s presidential office, truly core."
"No wonder she has such presence..."
Shen Yuyan’s eyes widened instantly, throat tight.
Xue, how the hell are you so uncanny!
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