A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

It was a domineering and uncompromising kiss.

Xie Jing gave her no time to hesitate or pause, and directly bit her warm and soft lower lip.

The sensation came so suddenly.

Jiang Chu instinctively tried to back away, but was held tightly in the other person's arms and couldn't move for a moment.

She could only stiffly tilt her head back, enduring the onslaught.

Xie Jing's kiss was not gentle.

He was like a predator that had finally been lying in wait, unable to resist any longer, taking all her teasing and subtle actions from the afternoon until now, as well as his own suppressed desires—

He repaid everything, penny by penny, with interest, through that kiss.

His thin lips pressed, bit, and tore with extreme force.

Jiang Chu let out a very faint whimper as he bit her, and subconsciously opened her mouth to breathe.

Xie Jing had been waiting for this opportunity.

He marched straight in.

Jiang Chu felt her waist go weak and trembled as she gripped the front of his shirt.

The man's hand, which had been holding her chin, somehow slid to the back of her head, his fingers digging deep into her soft hair, pressing her head down.

That kiss was deep and intense.

The faint, cool scent of oak mingled with the bitterness of coffee emanating from Xie Jing permeated all her senses.

Jiang Chu's eyes welled up with tears.

She wasn't completely inexperienced, but this was the first time she had faced such a passionate and frenzied kiss, and she felt as if her whole body was about to burst into flames.

-

At the same time, Wei Jing was in his study at home.

He stared at the email from Jinhe Venture Capital, his anger surging.

This project is based on a multi-factor quantization hedging model using deep reinforcement learning.

Simply put, it involves using extremely complex mathematical algorithms to deconstruct the ever-changing risk factors in the financial market.

Develop another hedging strategy that can maintain relatively stable returns even in extreme market conditions.

He spent nearly a year and a half on this project.

Wei Jing wrote the underlying core algorithm himself, and also brought in a PhD student from the Department of Finance to do industry modeling, plus two senior female students from the School of Economics and Management to do strategy backtesting.

Not to mention that he himself is a top student in the mathematics department, the other team members are also all top students.

The partners at Jinhe Venture Capital were initially attracted by his published papers.

After several meetings, they readily agreed to a five million angel round investment and promised to increase it to twenty million if the first phase of backtesting data was good.

What does this mean?

This means that he already owns a startup company valued at hundreds of millions of dollars before he even graduates.

This means that even without relying on his family business, he can carve out a path in Beijing's cutthroat financial world with his algorithmic talent.

—And now, all of that has suddenly vanished.

When I met Xie Qingyang in an elective course, the eldest daughter of the Xie family heard about this project and praised him highly.

If Xie Qingyang knew the project had been botched, how would he view him?

Or perhaps Xie Qingyang could help him?

Wei Jing was torn between two conflicting thoughts: he hoped Xie Qingyang could help him, but he was also afraid that she would look down on him.

He searched through his contact list for a while and found Mr. Qi, the partner at Jinhe Venture Capital who was in charge of his project.

"President Qi," Wei Jing took a deep breath, forcing himself to speak in the calmest voice, "I am Wei Jing. I apologize for disturbing your rest."

"...Mr. Wei."

A polite yet distant voice came from the other end of the phone.

This tone was completely different from the warm and intimate tone they used when signing the letter of intent for investment.

Wei Jing's heart sank.

"Mr. Qi, I received an email today regarding the withdrawal of investment in the project."

He cut to the chase, "What exactly went wrong? Didn't you say before that the backtesting data from the first phase was very satisfactory?"

"Mr. Wei," President Qi sighed, "it's very clear in the email. This decision to withdraw investment comes from our company's internal compliance review. It has nothing to do with the data in your project itself."

"Compliance review?" Wei Jing pursed his lips. "Could you please be more specific? In what way did I violate your 'ethical review standards'?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Wei, according to company policy, I shouldn't disclose these details of internal audits to you. But since you asked, and we've been working together for a while, I'll give you the inside scoop—"

Mr. Qi softened his tone, "Our company has a very strict due diligence process when doing post-investment management. This includes background checks, public opinion assessments, and character verification of the core members of our partners."

Wei Jing frowned.

"During this round of investigation," President Qi paused, "we collected some information from some independent, confidential channels... According to reports, you have disrupted class and disrespected professors at the school, and because of these issues, you were disqualified from participating in a national competition once."

Wei Jing's pupils contracted sharply. "That wasn't—"

"Mr. Wei," President Qi continued, still in a businesslike tone, "we are not just investing in a project, but also in a person. If this person is employed, we will examine their performance at the workplace. If they are a student, there are naturally corresponding standards. If they have problems with the most basic teacher-student relationships and campus order, we find it hard to believe that they can uphold sufficient professional ethics and compliance awareness when managing a financial team with a scale of hundreds of millions in the future."

Wei Jing gritted his teeth, "It's not what you think. If you knew the whole story—"

"I understand," President Qi interrupted him gently. "Young people, who hasn't argued with their teachers? These things might not be a big deal for ordinary people. But the core of the financial industry is trust, and the foundation of trust is character. This red line in our company cannot be relaxed."

Wei Jing was so angry he wanted to curse.

What is this?

The things those unscrupulous businessmen do are far more outrageous than his argument with the professor. Why should his project be decided based on that?

"Who told you?" Wei Jing asked through gritted teeth. "Did someone deliberately report me?"

Mr. Qi chuckled. "I can tell you with certainty that no one has contacted our company to report you. This information was proactively collected by our post-investment department during our routine due diligence process. I can't disclose the specific channels, but you can rest assured that no one is trying to trip you up behind your back."

Wei Jing remained silent.

He initially thought it was mostly Jiang Chu's doing, but now that he hears this, it seems like that's not the case.

"But--"

"Mr. Wei," President Qi's tone was somewhat impatient, "I've said everything I needed to say. Let's call it a day. I hope you'll be more mindful of your conduct in the future, and I wish you a bright future."

The call was abruptly ended.

Wei Jing sat stiffly at his desk, his fingers turning bluish-white from excessive force.

No one reported him.

This information was collected by Jinhe Venture Capital itself during its due diligence.

but--

What a coincidence!

But it had to be at this exact moment!

If it had been just two days earlier, none of these problems would have occurred!

Wei Jing felt something was off.

If someone deliberately leaked this information to Jinhe Venture Capital's due diligence team, that would be normal. But why do they insist that no one reported it?

Unless they are trying to protect the person behind them.

Then it probably wouldn't be Jiang Chu.

After all, who is Jiang Chu? She's definitely not worth the company's trouble.

Professor Kong.

It must be Professor Kong!

The Kong family has cultivated a reputation in Beijing's academic circles for a century, with students and friends all over the world. It couldn't be easier for them to leak information to Jinhe Venture Capital through some secretive channel!

That old bastard not only disqualified him from the competition, but he also set his sights on his project!

If it were anyone else, Wei Jing would definitely take revenge, but this happened to be the Kong family.

He really couldn't handle Professor Kong.

No.

This matter cannot be left unresolved.

Jinhe Venture Capital is one of the most important investors in his project.

Their decision now not only means that the five million angel round has fallen through, but also that the reputation he has just established in Beijing's financial circles will collapse instantly.

Who would dare to invest in a project manager who can't even pass due diligence?

We must find a way to save them.

The Kong family's status in Beijing's academic circles is beyond doubt, but their influence in the financial sector is certainly limited—especially for professional institutions like Jinhe Venture Capital, which are deeply involved in the investment field.

Logically speaking, it's unlikely that an angel round investment with a signed letter of intent would be withdrawn simply because of a few casual remarks from a professor specializing in literature and history.

Unless there's some other exchange behind it.

For example, by using the authority of the Kong family, the grandchildren of the CEO of Jinhe Investment could achieve success in academia.

If only we could get hold of this leverage.

Wei Jing was pondering when he suddenly received a call from Xie Qingyang.