As they spoke, the Waitress began to serve the dishes that Wang Congcong and the others had ordered first.
Seeing that they hadn't ordered buddha jumps over the wall, Jiang Cheng added it to the order.
Su Wan spoke up and asked, "Do you like eating this?"
"Not necessarily, but I remember eating this last time when we had a meal together with the film crew."
Seeing this, Su Wan felt a warmth in her heart, and her gaze toward Jiang Cheng was filled with emotion.
At that time, she had mentioned that she liked eating the Partridge eggs in the buddha jumps over the wall.
Jiang Cheng had even said then that he would treat her to even tastier eggs next time.
She hadn't expected him to still remember this until now.
Clearly, Su Wan was overthinking things at this moment.
The reason Jiang Cheng specifically wanted to add this dish...
...was because the last time he ate buddha jumps over the wall with Su Wan, he had obtained a [Guan Bao Friendship] card.
Back then, that card was used on Chloe and earned him 1.5 billion.
And right now, he was exactly in a position where he lacked money.
Although he had obtained 3.5 billion in Kyoto by using a card on Reba...
...and another 500 million from the New Year's Eve gourmet cashback card...
...and another 2 billion a few days ago by relying on the first special mission of the New Year...
...his current liquid capital had accumulated to 7.8 billion.
However, relying on this 7.8 billion for investment was still just a drop in the bucket.
After greeting everyone to eat, Wang Congcong followed up by asking, "Jiang Cheng, before I came back, I heard my dad say that your Xingchen has already taken a stake in Sina?"
Jiang Cheng replied with a smile, "Uncle Wang's news is quite well-informed. Not yet, the contract will only be signed tomorrow."
It had been about a month since Li Songbo had proactively suggested letting him enter Sina's financing round.
During this period, Li Songbo could be said to have racked his brains and used every trick in the book.
Only then did he successfully persuade the other shareholders to join forces and boycott Ali's internal financing plan.
According to the original agreement, Sina would cede 10% of its shares for a price of 500 million USD.
However, in the end, at Jiang Cheng's request, Li Songbo had to yield and negotiate with the other shareholders again, finally securing an additional percentage point for Xingchen Investment.
In other words, Xingchen Investment's final deal was to exchange 500 million USD for 11% of Sina's shares.
Although the gap between 10% and 11% seemed negligible...
...in reality, that was not the case.
For a mature and large-scale enterprise, it was by no means easy to dilute even just one percentage point of shares.
Because behind every percentage point represented huge interests amounting to hundreds of thousands.
If it weren't to prevent the erosion and expansion of Ali's internal financing...
...and to protect his own interests as a major shareholder...
...how would Li Songbo have been willing to part with some of his own rights to exchange for Xingchen Investment's entry?
But having reached this step, he had no choice.
Because what the other shareholders of Sina feared was not just Jack Ma, but also Li Songbo.
The two of them were both major shareholders of Sina. If the two of them increased their shares again, the company's balance would inevitably be disrupted.
It would create a situation where a single shareholder dominated.
This was a scene that no one else wanted to see.
So Xingchen's entry was currently the best way to both obtain financing and balance the situation.
It was the same for Li Songbo.
Either accept the dilution of shares...
...or watch helplessly as Sina was controlled by Ali, handing over the position of major shareholder to Jack Ma.
Wang Congcong sighed helplessly and said sourly, "Although I know you're rich, I'm still so envious. Even after all my mixing around until now, I still can't come up with 500 million USD."
Wang Congcong's words caused the others present to fall into silence.
Except for Qi Yuan, the three of them—Qin Fen, Wang Zheng, and Chen Hao—all nodded silently in agreement.
Seeing this, Qi Yuan roasted him mercilessly, "Old Wang, you know yourself that you've been doing so poorly, yet you have the nerve to bring it up."
These words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Wang Congcong's heart.
If it were anyone else saying this, Wang Congcong would probably have started cursing their mother long ago.
It just so happened that the person saying this was Qi Yuan.
Wang Congcong could only helplessly swallow the curses at the tip of his tongue.
Instead, he softened and said, "Fuck, can you give me some face? Do you really think money is that easy to earn?"
Hearing this, Qi Yuan's tone revealed a kind of confidence and pride.
He said dismissively, "Everyone says money is hard to earn, but I, Qi Yuan, beg to differ. (Oh right, my mentor Jiang Cheng)."
Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Wang Congcong's expression was both helpless and admiring.
He couldn't help but roast, "Fuck! I'm convinced~"
And Qin Fen followed suit, saying, "I'm convinced too."
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
Seeing Qi Yuan suddenly start flattering him...
Jiang Cheng laughed and scolded, "Forget about being a mentor; if you want to call me 'Daddy,' I might barely consider it."
Regarding the matter of calling him 'Daddy,' Qi Yuan didn't mind at all.
Instead, he smiled obsequiously and said, "Dad, it's time to send some money."
The others looked at Qi Yuan's fawning appearance and shook their heads with a laugh.
Jiang Cheng was amused and exasperated: "Get lost, get lost, get lost."
Qi Yuan didn't care and instead spoke to the others happily.
"Have you guys forgotten how I used 700,000 to hitch a ride on Brother Cheng's car last time and then immediately made a hundred million for free? Calling him 'Dad' isn't a loss."
Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
Wang Congcong couldn't help but roast, "How could I forget? You made a hundred million, and I made four hundred million back then. If it weren't for that time, I wouldn't be able to take out a hundred million USD in spare cash now."
Qin Fen also chimed in, "Speaking of that time, you were really something. If it were someone else, they really might not have been able to borrow that much money."
He originally had only a mere 700,000 in capital, but in the end, Qi Yuan actually managed to scrape together a full 100 million.
Moreover, this huge sum was not obtained through asset mortgages, but was raised through crowdfunding.
Don't you think that's impressive??
But thinking about it, with Qi Yuan's status and position, as long as he opened his mouth, who among the people around him wouldn't try their best to send him money?
Although those Second-generation rich around him might not have that much capital on hand, their respective families certainly did.
As long as they revealed the situation to their families, those elders would certainly not hesitate to provide large sums of capital for support.
So, what Qin Fen said was indeed reasonable.
If it were an ordinary second-generation, no matter how good the relationship was, it would be impossible to lend you so much money.
After Qin Fen finished speaking, Wang Congcong immediately said, "Exactly, you're just lucky, you don't understand the hardships of the world."
Hearing this, Qi Yuan retorted, "Stop it, I'm lucky? I'm buried in my studies every day, I'm almost annoyed to death. Originally, I wanted to use this money to invest in minerals with you guys, but unfortunately, my old man didn't agree. Don't you think that's annoying?"
After saying this, Qi Yuan turned to look at Jiang Cheng, his eyes showing a hint of envy.
"Brother Cheng is still the most carefree." His voice carried a bit of emotion and helplessness.
As Qi Yuan's words fell, the gazes of the others gathered on Jiang Cheng one after another.
They had already heard about some things that happened in Kyoto from Wang Congcong.
The treatment of having the military pick someone up from the airport was not something ordinary people could enjoy.
So they had probably guessed a bit about Jiang Cheng's special identity.
Everyone could understand Qi Yuan's envy.
After all, their respective family backgrounds were special and subject to many restrictions.
In the future, Qi Yuan would still need to pass the civil service exam and take up a regular job.
On the other hand, Jiang Cheng could do whatever he wanted, and if something happened, his family would back him up. He was indeed carefree.
Jiang Cheng didn't know what the others were thinking.
At this moment, his full attention was on the pot of buddha jumps over the wall that had just been served.
After picking up his chopsticks, Jiang Cheng impatiently picked up a piece of abalone on top that had been washed until it was somewhat pale.