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"Hello, President Zhao! Long time no see!"

"President Zhao!"

The crowd immediately parted to create a pathway.

Enthusiastic laughter and respectful greetings followed one after another.

For a moment, Meng Ran was slightly stunned and asked in a low voice, "Who is this person? Seems quite influential."

Fang Zhiyuan retracted his gaze with a trace of awe in his tone: "The Investment Director for the Asia-Pacific region at Temasek, Zhao Wen."

"I see." Meng Ran’s eyes also unwittingly showed a bit more respect, "Shouldn’t Mr. Fang go over to say hello?"

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head in self-deprecation: "It’s no use going. People at Zhao Wen’s level only have eyes for companies that can go public. Our Ling Chain hasn’t even passed the Series B round; going over would just be smiling along, without even a chance to speak."

Meng Ran remained silent.

Although she came from an operational background, being at a giant like Alibaba, she naturally understood some of the rules of the capital market game.

Temasek is a wholly-owned sovereign wealth fund of the Singapore government, and even when viewed globally, it’s considered a true "whale" in the capital market.

It’s the "golden investor" that countless institutions dream of.

Even just an investment director for Asia-Pacific would be considered a top presence in this setting focused on Southwestern enterprises and investment institutions.

Even senior executives from top market-driven VC/PE institutions would treat him with respect.

The world of capital is indeed so clearly divided and rigorously tiered.

Meng Ran watched those figures surrounded like stars being born at the center.

Temasek, IDG, Tencent, JD, Hillhouse...

She glanced at Fang Zhiyuan beside her.

She truly felt the tininess of an individual in the face of enormous capital power.

Uncontrollably, the image of Tang Song’s aloof and composed presence surfaced in her mind.

Wondering...

If it were him, what kind of scene would it be at such an occasion?

"Mr. Meng..." Fang Zhiyuan softly called, pulling her thoughts back, "President Xie and the others are probably arriving soon; shall we meet them at the entrance?"

He wanted to show maximum sincerity.

After all, today’s event is a private gathering, not a roadshow or an investment meeting.

The investor with Xie Shuyu was still his biggest opportunity to seize.

Meng Ran pressed her lips together and nodded, "Okay, let’s go together."

The two walked through the brilliant banquet hall towards the entrance of the outer hall.

After a moment, two figures slowly appeared from the end of the corridor.

At this time, almost all guests had arrived, making their appearance particularly noticeable.

Seeing Xie Shuyu, Fang Zhiyuan first felt joy, but then he looked in surprise at the young man walking alongside her.

He was in standard formal wear, but without a tie, and casually left a button open at the collar of his shirt.

His demeanor relaxed, gaze profound, surveying his surroundings with composure.

He exuded an elegant and powerful aura.

The usually swift and outstanding President Xie appeared a bit docile by his side.

The scene caused a moment of bewilderment for Fang Zhiyuan.

This is completely different from the "investor" image he had imagined.

"Oh my, my two big bosses, you’ve finally arrived, truly the grand finale!"

Meng Ran waved her hand, playfully teasing.

Xie Shuyu wore an apologetic smile on her face, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Meng Ran." Tang Song nodded in greeting.

Meng Ran instinctively looked at him a few more times.

Today’s Tang Song seemed different from yesterday.

In a top-tier setting like the Jinjiang Hotel, he seemed even... more dazzling.

"President Xie, hello." Fang Zhiyuan finally came to his senses, looking eagerly at the two.

"Hello, President Fang." Xie Shuyu nodded and introduced, "Tang Song, this is the founder and general manager of Ling Chain Technology, Fang Zhiyuan. The one I mentioned as our new cold chain strategic partner."

Fang Zhiyuan immediately said warmly, "Hello, Mr. Tang! I’ve heard President Xie speak of you often; seeing you today is even more amazing than I’ve heard, truly eye-opening!"

"Hello, President Fang."

"Our Ling Chain Technology also holds Glimmer Coffee in high regard; President Xie’s team is outstanding, their product concept highly aligns with our innovative logic within the cold chain system. It is truly our honor to collaborate with Mr. Tang and President Xie in the future..."

"Then let’s hope for a pleasant collaboration."

Tang Song nodded lightly, his tone gentle but without excess pleasantries.

That air of aloof detachment caused Fang Zhiyuan’s heart to skip a beat.

There was a faint sense of being ignored, as well as some nervousness about the unknown.

It was clear that the other party did not take him seriously, certainly not as warmly as Xie Shuyu presented.

This young and handsome "personal investor" was likely from a distinguished background.

Was investing in Glimmer Coffee for that President Xie?

He had actually come across many like him, most not easy to serve and hard to deal with.

Xie Shuyu timely said, "The private gathering is about to begin, shall we head in for a chat?"

"Sure." Fang Zhiyuan nodded, his earlier enthusiasm somewhat diminished.

Their group entered the main banquet hall side by side.

Soft lighting cast down, the scent of champagne and perfume intermingled.

Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of some around them.

No wonder, Tang Song and Xie Shuyu’s looks were indeed outstanding, especially Tang Song at this moment.

In a predominantly middle-aged setting, he almost stood out uniquely.

Meng Ran’s gaze was irresistibly drawn to Tang Song once more.

In her heart, Tang Song was like a mist, mysterious and powerful.

She was very curious about how he would act facing the real capital tycoons inside.