Super Rich: Starting the game by going back ten years to buy Bitcoin

Chapter 52 A 9 million plate, can you handle it?

Outside the glass window, the black Rolls-Royce Phantom reflected a blinding light in the sunlight.

Ji Yanran's clasped hands froze completely.

Wang Lei's neck got stuck halfway around.

The two stared at Li Yichen across from them.

In the tens of billions.

In the investment banking world, these two words represent countless days and nights of due diligence, the competition among dozens of institutions, and astronomical sums of money flowing in.

A man in his early twenties, sitting in Starbucks, casually said he would swallow up a company of this caliber.

Li Yichen threw the crumpled tissue into the wastepaper basket.

He chuckled softly as he looked at the two people opposite him, who were in a daze.

"Please tuck your chin in."

Wang Lei snapped back to reality, quickly grabbed his iced Americano, and took a big gulp to cover his embarrassment. He choked on the ice water, covering his mouth and coughing violently.

Ji Yanran separated her clasped hands and placed them flat on her knees.

"Mr. Li."

She slowed her speech by half a beat.

"Which company are you referring to specifically?"

Li Yichen leaned back into the sofa.

Hongyuan New Energy.

The four words fell.

Ji Yanran quickly retrieved the company's information from her mind.

A long-established domestic battery manufacturer. It enjoyed immense success a few years ago.

"What I just mentioned was its size at its peak."

Li Yichen tapped his finger on the glass tabletop.

"At its peak, Hongyuan New Energy's assets did indeed reach over 30 billion yuan."

"However, the battery industry has been too volatile in the past two years. Domestic market demand is basically controlled by a few giants. Hongyuan New Energy can't get large orders, has overcapacity, and hasn't kept up with technological iterations."

He paused for half a second.

"The current Hongyuan New Energy can no longer maintain the status it had at its peak. Its current market value is probably around seven or eight billion."

"Even if we estimate it to be high, it's only nine billion. It definitely won't exceed ten billion."

Li Yichen picked up his coffee.

"Its size is at most 30% of its peak. So, there's no need to make such a fuss."

Ji Yanran's breathing did not calm down because of this explanation.

Thirty percent.

Seven or eight billion.

In the capital market, it remains a behemoth.

She stared at Li Yichen.

"Mr. Li, even if the scale of 30 billion is reduced to 30%, it is still a 9 billion business."

Ji Yanran leaned forward half an inch.

"Are you sure you really want to acquire this company entirely?"

This question was asked with extreme restraint.

But the barbs in his words went straight to the heart of the matter.

Nine billion.

Do you have that much money?

This isn't about buying an 18 million yuan Rolls-Royce. This is 9 billion yuan in real money. Even a top-tier institution like Huanya Capital would need to hold more than a dozen board meetings, gather a bunch of joint investors, and increase leverage before daring to even make a move on such a large undertaking.

Li Yichen naturally understood the probing behind those words.

He offered no explanation.

They did not provide proof of assets, nor did they explain the source of their funds.

He simply raised his right hand and casually waved it twice in mid-air.

"You don't need to worry about the money."

"I only need you to answer one question."

Li Yichen put his hand back on the armrest.

"Strip this company cleanly and neatly, and put it into my pocket. Can you handle this job?"

Ji Yanran was so overwhelmed by this bluntness that she took a half-inch back.

Having worked in investment banking for five years, she was used to seeing big bosses evasive when talking about funds, or using various technical terms to cover up the fragility of their financial chains.

But the person in front of me.

They simply removed the issue of money from the negotiating table.

This kind of confidence can't be faked.

Ji Yanran quickly deduced the scenario in her mind.

The risks are extremely high. The source of funding is unclear, and the acquisition targets are enormous.

But the returns were equally astonishing.

A ten million annual salary.

A multi-billion dollar acquisition deal that she spearheaded entirely.

If she closes this deal, she will be utterly hailed as a legend in the investment banking world of the entire Asia-Pacific region.

She abandoned the safe option of pressing for more details about the funds. The opportunity was right in front of her; it would be foolish not to seize it.

Ji Yanran stood up.

"Mr. Li."

Her hands hung at her sides, and her back was straight.

"Since you are willing to give me such an opportunity."

"I will certainly live up to your expectations. Within a month, I will have Hongyuan New Energy neatly placed on your desk."

Li Yichen nodded.

"sit."

Ji Yanran sat down again.

The matter was settled, and the atmosphere eased.

Li Yichen glanced at the suitcase next to Ji Yanran. It was the one she had been carrying with her when Wang Lei led her in.

"Do you have a place to stay?"

Ji Yanran shook her head.

"After receiving Manager Wang's call, I immediately booked a flight from Beijing to Shanghai for the interview. I haven't had time to find a place to stay yet."

Li Yichen picked up his coffee cup and finished the last sip of his latte.

"If you haven't found a place to stay yet, you can stay at my place for now."

He placed the cup on the tray.

"You can move out once you find a suitable place. Don't worry, I won't charge you rent."

Ji Yanran's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again instantly.

Stay at his place?

She looked Li Yichen up and down.

"Mr. Li."

Ji Yanran leaned back on the sofa and fiddled with the clasp of her handbag.

"When you were spitting out coffee just now, you swore you would never sexually harass me."

"The contract hasn't even been signed yet, and you want me to stay at your house."

"That's not quite appropriate."

Li Yichen observed her defensive posture.

This woman was terrified of rich second-generation men in the workplace, so she was unusually vigilant.

"River view villa".

Li Yichen stood up and straightened his suit jacket.

"Are you going or not?"

"Fine, don't go then. You can drag your suitcase to the street and find a hotel yourself later."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the front desk of the coffee shop to pay the bill.

Ji Yanran remained in her seat.

River view villa.

These four words circled in her mind.

She worked for five years, seemingly glamorous, and her annual salary of three million was only earned in the last two years after her promotion; before that, it was only a few hundred thousand. She regularly bought several sets of bespoke business suits and spent a great deal on various social engagements.

Right now, the most I have in my account is five million in savings.

With this amount of money, in a place like Shanghai where land is incredibly expensive, it's difficult to even make a down payment on a high-end apartment in a good location with tight security.

Now the boss is offering free accommodation.

It's still a river-view villa.

She's been to countless high-end places in her life, but she's never actually lived in a top-tier riverside villa.

It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal.

I'm willing to accept a ten million annual salary, so why would I be afraid of living in a villa? At worst, we can each sleep on our own floor, and if anything happens, we can just call the police.

Ji Yanran grabbed the handle of the suitcase and quickly chased after him in her high heels.

"go!"

She stopped two steps behind Li Yichen.

"The boss provides room and board; how could I possibly refuse such a good deal?"

Front desk.

After paying for his coffee, Li Yichen turned to look at Wang Lei, who had been following him.

"Manager Wang."

Li Yichen took out his phone.

"Please provide your bank card number."

Wang Lei was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly took out his phone to bring up his bank card information page.

He handed it over with both hands.

Li Yichen glanced at the numbers on the screen.

Fingers rapidly tap on their phones.

Five seconds later.

"bite--"

Wang Lei's phone vibrated.

A text message popped up at the top of the screen.

"Your savings card account ending in 7821 has received a deposit of RMB 500,000.00. Current balance..."

Five hundred thousand.

Wang Lei stared at the string of zeros, his heart skipped a beat.

According to headhunting industry practice, commissions are typically 20% to 30% of the candidate's annual salary. For a ten million annual salary, the commission should be over two million. However, that requires the candidate to pass the probationary period, and the commission will be paid in installments.

The interview just ended, and the contract hasn't been signed yet.

Mr. Li paid a deposit of 500,000 yuan upfront.

This is quite a gesture.

Wang Lei gripped his phone tightly in his hand, bending his back at a 30-degree angle.

"Thank you, Mr. Li!"

He looked up, his professional smile replaced by pure ecstasy.

"If you ever need any high-end talent in the future, feel free to contact me. I guarantee I can find you the top people in the industry!"

"OK."

Li Yichen put his phone back in his pocket.

"Let's go."

The three walked out of the Starbucks.

The afternoon sun was a bit too bright.

Wang Lei stood on the steps, bowed again to say goodbye, then hailed a taxi and left decisively. He didn't want to disturb the boss and his new secretary's time alone.

Down the steps.

A black Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked quietly outside the marked parking space.

Ji Yanran dragged her suitcase to the side of the front of the car.

She was just about to walk around to the passenger seat.

Li Yichen suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.

"Can you drive?"

Ji Yanran stopped what she was doing.

"It will be held."

She nodded.

"But why are you asking this?"

Ji Yanran glanced at the enormous Rolls-Royce.

"This wouldn't be included in my ten million annual salary job scope, would it?"

Li Yichen shrugged.

He put his right hand into his suit pocket.

He took out the Rolls-Royce car key.

A flick of the wrist.

The key traced a parabola in the air.

Ji Yanran subconsciously raised her hand and caught it steadily. The cool touch of the metal key against her skin.

Li Yichen didn't even look at her.

He walked straight to the back of the Rolls-Royce and opened the door.

Short stature.

I sat down inside.

The car door slammed shut.

The dark privacy glass blocked all views from the inside.

Ji Yanran stood alone outside the car.

He was dragging a suitcase with his left hand and holding the car keys with his right.

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting a stray strand of hair by her ear.

She stared at the closed car door in the back seat for a full three seconds.

"You really are..."

Ji Yanran gritted her teeth and forced out a sentence.

"Making the most of everything, not wasting a single thing."

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