Seeing this, Jiang Cheng did not continue teasing her.
He wiped the smile from his face, his expression turning serious. He spoke solemnly to Chen Xueer, "I want you to conduct a comprehensive assessment of 'Fierce Cat TV'."
"'Fierce Cat TV'? That streaming site? The one belonging to Wang Congcong?" Chen Xueer asked in confusion upon hearing this.
"Yes, they're currently pushing for a Series B funding round. I need you to evaluate every aspect of the market financing to see exactly how much their shares are worth."
Chen Xueer agreed without the slightest hesitation.
She then added, "Chairman Jiang, do you know much about 'Fierce Cat TV'? From what I know, their equity structure is quite complex and messy. I looked into it when the news of their Series B funding came out, and I immediately rejected the project submitted by the investment department back then."
"Go on," Jiang Cheng replied.
"In my personal experience, I wouldn't recommend such an enterprise. Even if Xingchen successfully completes the Series B funding, if the company's management cannot move in a healthy, positive direction, I'm afraid it won't be sustainable."
Jiang Cheng nodded in deep agreement with Chen Xue's point.
"I agree with you. However, I just had a brief chat with Wang Congcong. If he can really persuade the other shareholders to give up more than thirty percent of the shares, it would be an excellent opportunity for Xingchen. But if we can't get thirty percent, then we won't get involved in their company."
As Jiang Cheng finished speaking, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Xueer's eyes.
But she quickly regained her composure and analyzed, "If it's as you say, then this project is indeed worth a try. Their current equity structure is so chaotic that if we can successfully secure that thirty percent, we'd only need to use some other resources and means to gradually acquire the remaining small shares through other companies. By then, 'Fierce Cat TV' might really transform and change its name to 'Xingchen TV'!"
Jiang Cheng was very satisfied with Chen Xueer's ability to grasp the situation so quickly and formulate a plan.
In his previous life, it was after the Series B funding that Wang Congcong was forced out of management by the subsequent influx of major capital.
Without the leadership of Principal Wang, the core figure, Fierce Cat TV quickly fell into chaos, eventually leading to the company's total collapse... This series of events made one realize that the business world is like a battlefield, ever-changing and unpredictable.
Even without Jiang Cheng's intervention, given Chen Xueer's capabilities, Jiang Cheng was perfectly at ease leaving this matter to her... Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was already late December.
Over the past month or so, Jiang Cheng had been living quite comfortably and leisurely.
First, he arranged a new house for Zhou Ying, and then he visited his various residences one by one, checking in on everyone.
Just as he was flipping through his phone's memo to see whose "turn" it was tonight, Qin Fen called.
"Hey, Old Jiang, you free? How about coming over to the track for a race?"
Hearing Qin Fen's invitation, Jiang Cheng looked boredly at the ceiling and asked, "What kind of event is it this time?"
"I'm the president of SSCC now. Aren't you the big boss behind the president? Today is our first gathering."
Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, Qin Fen continued, "Don't worry, the bad apples from before have been completely cleared out. Anyone who was close to Huang Qing has been kicked out of the club. The people left now are all reliable."
Speaking of this, Qin Fen said with a look of joy and a lighthearted voice, "Although the numbers are much smaller than before, there are benefits to this. Plus, I've raised the entry requirements. To join our club, not only do you need a supercar worth millions, but you also have to pass a verification. If your personal assets are below ten million, don't even think about getting in. What do you think?"
Jiang Cheng replied casually, "No objections. You're the president, you decide."
"Don't say that. If it weren't for you, how could I have become the president? Just tell me, my idea is good, right? This way, we can avoid a lot of those messy people who like to show off but have no real strength from sneaking into the club to put on an act."
Seeing Qin Fen talking eloquently and incessantly with great enthusiasm about his internal reorganization.
Jiang Cheng yawned and then said, "Alright, I'll head over later to take a look."
Qin Fen couldn't hide his excitement after getting an affirmative answer: "Great! I'll invite the others too, and we'll all get together!"
After hanging up, Jiang Cheng turned his attention back to the memo in his hand.
After hanging up, Jiang Cheng yawned.
Then he slowly shifted his gaze back to the memo.
After all, he had always been a fair and just man who loved all his women.
As an upright, kind man loved by many women, he had to remain fair and objective at all times.
After carefully reviewing the recent schedule, Jiang Cheng unhesitatingly picked up his phone and skillfully sent a message to Qiao Yinyin.
Then, he rolled out of bed and began to methodically tidy his clothes.
An hour and a half later, after finishing his meal and getting everything ready, Jiang Cheng drove that incredibly cool lamborghini reventón towards Qiao Yinyin's residence.
When he arrived, Jiang Cheng found that Qiao Yinyin was already waiting at the door.
She had already driven the porsche 911 that Jiang Cheng had given her out of the garage.
At this moment, Qiao Yinyin was leaning against the car, focused on her phone.
The sunlight fell on her beautiful face, sketching a charming picture.
Today, she was wearing a blue BlindNoPlan racing jacket.
Underneath, she wore a short black camisole, and on her lower body, she wore the micro-mini skirt she often wore, paired with lace-up Martin boots, looking very sporty.
Her long black hair was braided into twin ponytails, and with a pair of black sunglasses, she looked both cool and sweet.
Qiao Yinyin's outfit was so eye-catching that both men and women couldn't help but take a few extra glances as they passed by.
The roar of the supercar approached from afar, and Qiao Yinyin knew immediately that Jiang Cheng had arrived.
She immediately put away her phone and looked around happily.
Once the car came to a stop, Qiao Yinyin quickly walked toward Jiang Cheng's car.
Seeing Jiang Cheng scan her from head to toe, Qiao Yinyin asked happily, "Hubby, do I look good today?"
"Not bad, really not bad. Don't drive yours. Give me the keys and get in."
Hearing this, Qiao Yinyin happily handed the car keys to Jiang Cheng.
But she soon realized a problem and asked somewhat helplessly, "But... what about my car?"
Jiang Cheng extended the car keys out the window and waved slightly toward a black rolls-royce parked nearby.
Soon, the rear door of the rolls-royce opened.
A tall Bodyguard in plain clothes quickly stepped out. With a look of awe, he walked respectfully to Jiang Cheng and carefully took the keys: "Young Master Jiang, what are your orders?"
"Drive that car and follow me closely," Jiang Cheng instructed the Bodyguard calmly.
"Understood, Young Master Jiang. Please don't worry!" the Bodyguard replied in a low voice.
Qiao Yinyin stared dumbfounded at the two rolls-royces not far away.
She hadn't expected the people inside those two rolls-royces to be security.
This was the first time she realized that Jiang Cheng actually traveled with an entourage every time he went out.
At this moment, Qiao Yinyin couldn't help but feel more curious and have more questions about Jiang Cheng's identity and background, but at the same time, an unprecedented sense of security surged in her heart.
After getting in the car, Qiao Yinyin gently tugged at her somewhat short skirt.
Sitting beside her, Jiang Cheng's gaze was involuntarily drawn to those long, straight, and flawlessly white legs.
Looking at them, Jiang Cheng's eyes gradually grew heated, and his right hand reached out uncontrollably, gently touching the smooth and delicate skin of her legs.
"What's wrong? Hubby, do you like it?"
"Of course I do. Especially this skirt. I feel like this kind of skirt would be very convenient in a car..."
Hearing Jiang Cheng's suggestive words, a shy blush crept onto Qiao Yinyin's face.
She gently brushed Jiang Cheng's hand away and said coquettishly, "How is it convenient? Didn't you see how careful I had to be when getting in just now? Especially getting into a supercar, I was afraid I'd accidentally flash someone. If it weren't for how good it looks with this outfit, I wouldn't have worn it..."
As she spoke, Qiao Yinyin suddenly felt a strange sensation down there. She couldn't help but cross her legs and then said coquettishly, "Hubby, stop it, don't let others see. Wait until no one's around... besides, I didn't bring a change of clothes, it'll be a hassle later."
After getting his fill, Jiang Cheng withdrew his hand and said with a grin, "I was just saying, and you took it seriously... This is a supercar, I can't even do a 'car-shake' in here. Don't worry, how about switching to the rolls-royce tonight?"
"Stop it, don't talk about that. Let's go to the track first. I really want to do a lap. I was so happy when you messaged me. I usually don't get the chance; I have to keep a steady speed on the road, it's so boring."
"Just tell me when you want to drive. It's no big deal."
Speaking of this, Jiang Cheng's thoughts drifted back to the first time Qiao Yinyin had been a Designated Driver for his supercar.
Once the car started, the Bodyguard waiting by the side immediately turned and got into the porsche 911.
He then skillfully started the engine and drove slowly, maintaining a certain distance from Jiang Cheng's vehicle.
Jiang Cheng looked at Qiao Yinyin and asked curiously, "There's a question I forgot to ask you. I've seen your driver's license; you only got it last year, right? Your driving experience is less than three years. Logically, you shouldn't be able to take orders on the Designated Driver app. How did you do it for me before?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng bring this up, Qiao Yinyin sighed softly and replied helplessly, "Sigh, actually, the guild I joined before arranged it for me. You know, when I was streaming, my popularity was never that great. At first, I did indoor streaming, and quite a few people watched, including several generous top supporters. But after they tipped me, they'd ask to meet in person. Of course, I refused at the time, and then those top supporters would turn around and go to other Streamers, even frequently insulting me in their chat rooms. Over time, fewer and fewer people were willing to tip me, and life became difficult..."
Halfway through, Qiao Yinyin finished speaking and took two pieces of popping candy out of her bag, saying to Jiang Cheng, "Want some? I've been finding these quite interesting lately."
Hearing this, a glint flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes, but then he shook his head, "No, popping candy and lollipops are a man's taboo."
"Ah, but I like eating both of them."
"Then I have to praise you. You have good taste, and you really know how to eat. Don't eat all of them; save a few for tonight, they'll be very useful."
Qiao Yinyin's eyes flashed with confusion, "How do you use them?"
"I'll teach you tonight. You'll probably like it a lot."
Seeing the somewhat improper look on Jiang Cheng's face.
Qiao Yinyin immediately thought of some strange images.
Seeing her thoughts drifting away, Qiao Yinyin couldn't help but shake her head.
Returning to the previous topic, she said, "Since no one was tipping me, the guild was very dissatisfied and kept assigning me all sorts of tasks. There were too many suggestive actions in those indoor streams that made me uncomfortable, so I finally decided to switch to outdoor streaming. Because of that, they started setting things up for me. The ID card and personal info filled in on the app weren't actually mine; they were all arranged by the guild."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng glanced at Qiao Yinyin, "You really aren't afraid..."
Qiao Yinyin sighed helplessly and replied, "What choice did I have? Many guilds operate like this now. For a small Streamer with no fame like me, the contracts are the simplest versions, so violating them isn't that serious. For those slightly famous Streamers, if they run into a bad guild, that's truly miserable. But luckily I was poor and short of money back then, otherwise I might not have met you. Thinking about it, they actually helped me."
While they talked, the lamborghini reventón and the porsche 911 slowly drove into the Shanghai F1 International Circuit.
Along the way, the two cars were like two cheetahs running slowly, exuding a heart-pounding charm.
The staff at the gate saw the two cars from afar, and their eyes immediately became focused.