Chapter 161: First meeting with Brother Qiangdong

Three hours is enough time for you to give your all to the intimate contact, enjoy a few moments of tenderness, and finally take a shower and dress up.

A lot of things can be done, but the questions cannot be answered.

"Come with me to eat."

Zhou Fenglan regained her cool and intellectual temperament, wearing a pair of curved platinum diamond earrings, and looked radiant under the light reflected by the dressing mirror.

Xie Jingxing also changed his clothes. In fact, he had expected to stay here overnight, so he brought toiletries and a change of clothes when he came.

Whether they are an engaged couple or a broken-up couple, it doesn’t matter if they go on a date, have sex, or have dinner together, as long as her friends don’t mind.

"It's a small gathering of Chinese students at Columbia University. Maybe your friends will be there."

Zhou Fenglan, wearing eight-centimeter high heels, took out a Maserati car key from the tray in the entrance hall.

“Will there be a lot of people?”

Xie Jingxing picked up another Nissan car key: "I want to drive the GTR."

"There are only a few good friends who get along well with each other, and the one who organized the party doesn't want to be disturbed even more than you. The color of this car matches my clothes." Zhou Fenglan said as he threw out the car keys.

Xie Jingxing reluctantly reached out to catch it.

She raised her chin with satisfaction and pursed her red lips: "Very good, your role tonight is the knight."

"Protect the princess?" Xie Jingxing complained.

Zhou Fenglan corrected him: "We are fighting for the princess."

"You are so presumptuous. This should be the job of Prince Charming."

Xie Jing Xing pressed the elevator button, changed to a British accent and bowed, "Please come in, Princess. The knight is only responsible for playing the role of a scoundrel. It's my honor to serve you."

"That's what I'm talking about! You're my henchman tonight, and I'll be in charge of everything. Is that okay?"

Zhou Fenglan put his hands in his pockets, not caring about anyone, and asked with a serious face and full of aura.

Xie Jingxing carefully judged whether there was a possibility of awakening some special XP due to love turning into hatred, but in the end he could not resist her gaze and nodded in agreement reluctantly.

The Little Scoundrel Knight and the Princess drove their BMW all the way to the Park Hyatt Hotel on 57th Street without any incident. When they saw Zhang Zetian in the party suite, they looked surprised and delighted.

He suddenly felt a chill on his lower back and wanted to slap his thigh and shout out his regret.

"Mr. Xie, when did you come to New York?"

Zhang Zetian smiled and pretended to tease him, stretching out her tone: "Teacher Zhou, you two?"

"Didn't I tell you before that I'm his ex-girlfriend?"

Zhou Fenglan's voice was neither too loud nor too soft. The men and women who had come to greet him were all speechless, and then they all started to make ambiguous noises.

Xie Jingxing's college experience had long been thoroughly exposed by his overseas students and alumni, and it was no secret that the two of them had an ambiguous relationship that had never been publicly acknowledged.

At this point, it sounds like just a piece of gossip at best, and it really isn't big news.

"You two chat, I'll go over to say hello." Zhou Fenglan took the lead and walked into the living room.

The other men and women were all smart people. Upon seeing this, they exchanged a few simple greetings and then dispersed.

"Would you like some whiskey? I'll order it for you."

Zhang Zetian couldn't laugh anymore, twisting her fingers with both hands and explaining, "Today someone sponsored a wine party, and they knew you were coming so they prepared whiskey in advance."

"No trouble, I'll drive today." Xie Jingxing was also a little embarrassed.

Zhang Zetian quickly raised her hand and pointed to the bar opposite the living room: "Then I'll squeeze you orange juice and sparkling water."

"Why do I feel like I'm meeting an online friend?" Xie Jingxing made some guesses and deliberately joked.

Zhang Zetian shrugged and smiled bitterly: "It's all your fault. Teacher Zhou's aura is too strong and I can't control it."

Since they last met and added each other as WeChat friends, they would occasionally chat, and she was the one who took the initiative almost every time.

He either likes and comments on posts in the Moments, or specifically asks a few professional questions about finance. Only recently has he gradually started to talk about life, so it’s still too early to be ambiguous.

So it doesn't matter even though she knows Zhou Fenglan is her senior, but the key is that there is another man present today who has already entered the ambiguous stage. This bitch deserves death!
Zhang Zetian barely controlled her anger, her little head racing to think of a solution, but her fish pond was still small and couldn't accommodate two top-level sharks.

"what!"

While my thoughts were distracted, I felt a tingling pain in my fingertips and couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Xie Jingxing snatched the juicer from her hand: "Is the wound serious? I'll go get the medical kit."

"It's okay, it's just a small cut, just rinse it with water." Zhang Zetian waved her hands repeatedly.

As the two were talking, a middle-aged man with a resolute face came quickly towards them from the living room. As expected, it was Brother Qiangdong.

Dong Ge asked with concern: "Xiaotian, what's wrong with you?"

"I was slipped by the blade of the juicer. It's just a small cut. It's okay." Zhang Zetian repeated tiredly.

"No, it still needs to be bandaged. I'll arrange for someone to send a medical kit over."

Dong Ge insisted again and again, his eyes were occupied by the sweetness of youthful milk tea from beginning to end, and could not accommodate any other people or things.

This damn overbearing president dotes on his little wife alone. Needless to say, he's almost obsessed with her...

Xie Jing Xing suppressed his laughter and watched quietly until Zhang Zetian hurried to bandage her wound. He took the initiative to extend his hand and greeted her, "Boss Liu, what a coincidence."

"Mr. Xie, I've heard of your great name for a long time. I didn't expect that our first meeting would be abroad." Brother Dong clenched his hands and shook them twice.

Xie Jing Xing was in agony: "The last time I came to New York, it was a bad time, otherwise I would have specially arranged to meet you."

"You're welcome. I've been studying at Columbia University for a while and I've often heard stories about you. You're a top student with a double degree and full GPA. I can say that I'm your junior now."

Dong Ge has been in the business world for so many years and has been able to marry the right concubines at the right time. It is obvious that he has the ability to say different things to different people.

Xie Jingxing was slightly inferior to him. It was hard to stay calm in front of a 40-year-old junior, so he simply changed the subject and talked about business: "I heard that JD.com is going to be listed on NASDAQ?"

"We have just submitted an application for listing to Nasdaq. The review process is rather complicated and I don't know if it will pass." Brother Dong cheered up.

"Alibaba should also go public in the United States. If they can go public, you can go public too."

Xie Jingxing paused for a moment and suggested: "As far as I know, JD.com has several US dollar fund investors, so we can ask them to think of a solution." "It seems to be too early for Alibaba." Dong Ge selectively ignored the second half of the sentence and responded vaguely.

The biggest obstacle for domestic companies to go public in the United States is the material audit. According to the rules, they need to submit specific operating data to the exchange where they are listed, which is unacceptable to most domestic companies.

However, as Sino-US relations ease, domestic companies abide by domestic policies and do not submit data to US stock exchanges.

The exchange itself and the many US dollar funds that invest in domestic companies are profitable, so everyone tacitly turns a blind eye and no one is so idle as to come out and report it.

On the other hand, in China, JD.com also uses the VIE agreement to control the equity structure.

At present, there are some problems with the top-level design of this architecture. Dong Ge wants to follow Didi’s path and pack all investors into the same BVI company shell.

It is equivalent to signing a "concerted action agreement". As long as the control of BVI is mastered, the actual control of JD.com will be indirectly mastered, and the AB equity structure will provide double insurance.

However, strong dollar funds such as Tiger Global and Ontario Teachers' Pension Plan are not as easy to manipulate as Zhu Xiaohu. They would never enter the same BVI and even said they would rather exit before listing.

Brother Dong was very worried at the moment. He had been studying in Columbia University for several months and had finally figured out how to go public with great effort.

It turns out that it’s okay for the investors to rebel. In the past few days, I have been wavering as to whether to have a round of pre-IPO financing to take over and get those disobedient investors out as soon as possible!
"Mr. Xie, I would like to ask you a question today. What does your financial industry think about Chinese companies going public in the United States?" He asked after taking a sip of wine.

“This is a huge question. Personally, I am most concerned about valuation.”

Xie Jingxing pondered and said: "Finance is inseparable from politics. The overall valuation of Chinese stocks listed in the US is strongly correlated with political relations. The overall valuation will be on the rise in the next few years."

"In other words, you think that China-US relations and the US financial industry's assessment of the domestic Internet market are positive." Brother Dong heard what he wanted to hear.

This means that kicking out those US dollar fund investors will not affect JD.com's US stock listing and subsequent public financing performance.

Different from the self-built warehousing, logistics and e-commerce strategy of many of its peers including Alibaba, the company has burned through money in recent years and investors are exhausted. Only two wealthy players in China, Xu Xin of Today Capital and Zhang Lei of Hillhouse Capital, are optimistic about it.

Looking at the remaining investors, all well-known ones are foreign capital, and even their listings are on the US stock market.

Based on this, if JD.com wants to find investors to take over, it would be best to use domestic capital, after all, JD.com is a domestic company.

There are very few domestic companies that have the ability to take over and help with strategic development, and only Tencent has repeatedly expressed a strong desire to join.

Dong Ge took another sip of wine, his eyes adding a subtle scrutiny as he looked at the young man in front of him, who was so young that he couldn't help but resist him.

"Although this is the first time I meet Mr. Xie, we have actually dealt with each other a long time ago." He changed the subject.

Xie Jing Xing asked curiously, "Where do I start?"

"Yunshan Group, JD.com rented warehouses and distribution sites all over the country in the early days. Our brothers in the Northeast Marketing Department drank with the local general manager of Yunhe Logistics for a month."

Dong recalled half-jokingly, "When the finance department asked me to approve the money, I looked at the thick stack of restaurant invoices and said to myself, 10 years later, I will never let my brothers suffer this again."

"In the past few years, Yunhe's warehouses were built according to bulk food goods, which have a low match with the goods on the JD platform. If you were doing local life business, it would be my turn to accompany you to drink for a month." Xie Jingxing commented frankly.

Dong Ge was stunned for a moment: "It was just a joke, Mr. Xie, don't take it seriously. I admire Chairman Xie Cheng's vision and courage. Yunshan is one of the earliest companies in China to enter the construction of bulk warehousing and logistics systems. It is worth learning from us latecomers to achieve the current scale."

"It's true, my father is very powerful!"

Xie Jingxing sat up straight and nodded slightly and spoke solemnly, his face full of pride and no modesty.

Many times he imagined himself in Lao Xie's position, wondering how he would suppress the opposition voices inside and outside the group and persevere in pushing Yunhe Logistics to its current level brick by brick.

The answer is rather pessimistic. It will probably be the same as in my previous life when I just started my internship and took over Yunshan. I was bullied and no matter what I wanted to do, people would shout that the family rules cannot be changed.

He wanted to act crazy and stupid in the board meeting, butt his head against his waist, and act out the scene of a loyal minister dying to advise the new king.

Three times, the core business of raw material supply chain of the 'Yinshanbudu' milk tea project; the core business of logistics and distribution of the 'Eleme' food delivery project; and the warehousing and logistics business of the JD e-commerce project in front of them.

Yunhe Logistics, which Lao Xie Chan has worked hard to build, always becomes an excellent entry point for his investment portfolio.

If Song Anli's extremely auspicious fortune is true, then the saying "a family that accumulates good will surely have good fortune" must be proven by this.

It’s so nice to have a good father and mother. Xie Jingxing even envied himself a little.

He picked up the juice and said in a complicated tone, "I wasn't kidding when I said I'd drink with you for a month. Now I'm in charge of the Yunhe subsidiary."

"...Congratulations." Dong Ge was speechless for a moment and could only utter two words.

He suddenly didn't want to talk about it anymore. He had worked hard for most of his life to achieve something that he was proud of, but it was wiped out by just a few words.

It seems that there is not much meaning in living this life... No, it is still very interesting, at least he has gained a lot of life experience... Mature men are more popular these days, young people are just useless...

Seeing Zhang Zetian and Zhou Fenglan walking towards them chatting and laughing, Dong Ge was in high spirits and clinked his glasses: "So it is possible for us to cooperate. Let's communicate more in the future."

As the scarlet wine entered his mouth, the burning heat went through his throat and into his body, burning his blood.

He is the founder of a billion-dollar company that is about to ring the bell on the Nasdaq. He spent the first half of his life catching up with the efforts of an entire generation, and will be able to surpass the efforts of an entire generation in the second half of his life!
"Did I squeeze this glass of juice for you just now?" Zhang Zetian reminded with her eyes wide open.

Xie Jingxing looked at the half-drunk cup of juice in his hand, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth: "Did you bleed into the juice just now?!"

"I, no, no, the wound was very small and shallow, and there was not much bleeding."

Zhang Zetian didn’t know whether it flowed into the juice, but she knew very well that it was time to raise her finger to prove that it definitely did not flow into the juice.

Zhou Fenglan said mischievously: "Be a gentleman. Xiaotian cut his hand while squeezing juice for you. You can't be disgusted even if there is some blood on it."

"No, no, no, I'll make another pot." Zhang Zetian was too tired to cope with it and quickly went to the center island to pick up a few oranges.

Dong Ge felt his throat was no longer burning and the red wine had no taste. He cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Xie, this is not very authentic. I just realized that you drank orange juice. You just said you would drink with me for a month."

"Today's situation is special. You can't drink and drive." Xie Jingxing was helpless.

Brother Dong shook his head repeatedly: "That's too insincere. Let my driver take you there. If that doesn't work, you can stay at the hotel."

"Next time for sure. I recently received two bottles of Latour, a good vintage. We'll have a big drink then." Xie Jingxing just smiled apologetically.

Dong Ge tilted his head and glanced at Zhou Fenglan: "Okay, since you are a gentleman and a good man, I won't force you today."

"Mr. Liu is right. He wants to show the image of a gentleman in front of Xiaotian, but you don't see the whole picture enough." Zhou Fenglan continued with a sweet smile.

Dong Ge was speechless, choking with a lump in his throat, and asked instinctively with a blank look in his eyes, "Why is it not comprehensive?"

"You are too impatient. If you don't say that, he will drink with you after he finishes this glass of orange juice."

Chasing and killing him, Zhou Fenglan DF got close to him and used his ultimate skill: "Now, it's your turn to drink a glass of juice with him, otherwise Xiaotian's kindness of personally squeezing the juice will be wasted."

With ups and downs, Dong Ge's heart was in turmoil; Zhang Zetian was almost crying in anxiety, and she didn't know whether to cut the orange or the bitch with the knife in her hand!

(End of this chapter)