Chapter 2097 - 687: Ouyang Xianyue’s Invitation (Final Day)
Afternoon in Rong City.
In the enormous main banquet hall, lights glimmered, and the air was filled with the scent of champagne mingled with laughter and conversation.
Originally, the scattered social circles seemed to be drawn by an invisible magnetic field, converging towards a certain direction.
The identity of Tang Song naturally spread amidst the conversations.
More and more people gathered around.
From the investment circle, brand representatives, supply chain members, government officials...
Servers carried champagne and delicate snacks, weaving through the crowd frequently.
Not far from Meng Ran, Fang Zhiyuan was utterly immersed in a dreamlike daze.
From the moment Zhao Wen took the initiative to approach, his mind had stopped functioning.
He just stared blankly, looking at the young man he had internally judged as "a playboy."
Surrounded by a group of capital magnates whom he would need great courage even to hand a business card.
Rongliu Capital... Chairman?
He couldn’t have imagined that behind Glimmer Coffee stood such an extraordinary figure.
The bit of shame and annoyance he felt from the other’s "indifferent" attitude instantly turned into sheer awe.
Now in retrospect.
Facing someone like that, to listen calmly to his chat and even shake hands was a great mark of respect.
A complex mix of shame, absurdity, fear, and surprise overwhelmed him instantly.
He was grateful that he remained respectful and humble in front of the other person, never showing any sign of disrespect.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
...
The head of the private event, He Wenyue, was beaming, his palms sweating from excitement.
This private gathering had invited numerous heavyweight guests.
But even the highest-ranking Zhao Wen was merely the Asia-Pacific Investment Director of Temasek.
And he was only invited over due to an exclusive interview by the First Finance headquarters about sovereign funds.
Yet, he was completely unprepared for the presence of a top-tier global private equity fund founder and chairman!
And it was none other than Rongliu Capital, currently making waves in the international capital market!
For any financial media person, this was a golden headline falling from the sky!
He immediately turned to his assistant beside him, quickly whispering:
"Quick! Immediately contact the best interview team in the Southwest, and have them come over at once! Find a way... see if we can get an exclusive interview with Chairman Tang!"
...
"Ding~Ding~"
The crisp sound of glasses clinking echoed continuously.
"I didn’t expect Glimmer Coffee to be an enterprise invested by Chairman Tang, no wonder it’s growing so fast."
"Indeed, we at Hillhouse actually studied the Glimmer Coffee case internally long ago, very interesting."
"To have completed brand upgrading and initial national layout in just a few months is truly remarkable. President Xie’s execution capability is equally commendable."
...
Tang Song casually held Xie Shuyu’s slender waist with one hand, while the other hand held a glass of golden champagne.
Handling greetings and explorations from all directions.
His expression was always calm, with a faint arc at the corner of his lips.
His tone was neither rushed nor slow, yet it set the entire circle spinning around him.
No need for deliberate display.
His every gesture and move naturally exuded an "owner’s" aura.
Xie Shuyu cooperated with his pleasantries, elegant, rational, and intellectual, but her mind was far from steady.
She could feel the warm strength of his palm and the direction of the gazes around, all focused on him.
Yet he continuously directed the conversation toward her.
This scene was very much like that private event at the Yan Province bank back then.
At that time, she was the one actively introducing networks and leading him into circles.
But now, just a name, a greeting made the entire venue naturally gravitate towards him.
She had always revered and exercised caution against capital.
For Glimmer Coffee’s financing, she encountered too many calculating, high-spirited investors,
and faced numerous cold rejections and subtle disdain.
But at this moment, those names she used to look up to: Temasek, Redwood, Hillhouse, Tencent...
All were actively showing goodwill, praising the vast potential of her Glimmer Coffee, praising her achievements.
This had always been her dream.
Though she yearned for material wealth, she was already content.
The reason for her hard work and management was more for the realization of self-worth.
She hoped to earn more respect and recognition from society.
Also hoped her name, her coffee shop, would be remembered by more people.
...
A few meters away, the New Hope Dairy’s vice president she once asked Meng Ran to facilitate a meeting with stood at the periphery with a glass of wine,
with a respectful smile on his face, not daring to approach rashly, only nodding frequently in agreement.
And the boss of the Southwest’s largest semi-finished bakery supplier, who once behaved arrogantly towards her, was trying to get closer but was pushed away by the crowd.
That kind of "invisible distance" of class even prevented them from taking a step forward.
Their gazes upon her already carried a complex respect and an implied veneration.
She slowly looked up, glancing sideways at the elegant and composed Tang Song beside her.
He was not the "Internet New Rich" she had thought.
But a true capital controller, the actual leader of a top private equity firm.