Chapter 615: Jingyi Asset Management

In the banquet hall, soft jazz music was still flowing.

On one side of the main stage, the "Gift Blind Box" segment had long been ready.

Blind boxes were piled up in a specially arranged area, waiting to be opened.

Xu Qing stood there, staring with big black eyes, looking at the direction of the bar area.

M(OVO"a

What is going on?

She had only gone to help Sorry Xiao Jing "operate in the dark," secretly putting the gift Tang Song prepared into the "must-select area."

How come when she came back, the atmosphere seemed to have changed to a different script.

Some guests who hadn't noticed the movement here also felt this weird silence, stopped their actions one after another, and walked over quickly.

The noisy sounds gradually subsided.

The frozen atmosphere, like an invisible ice layer, started from that corner of the bar and spread to the whole venue bit by bit.

Conrad Meilong, who had always been full of Wall Street elite aura, elegant and arrogant, was pale at the moment, and the sweat on his forehead mixed with hair wax, sliding down his stiff cheeks.

The hand holding the wine glass was trembling uncontrollably.

And beside him, Meng Chuan was completely unseemly, staring blankly at the direction of Tang Song and others, as if he had seen something extremely incredible.

Further out, including Qin Hua, Tian Tian Chengye, Ni Ni Qingli, Lin Jingming, and others.

Whether wearing masks or having taken them off, they were all frozen in place as if they had been hit by a immobilization spell.

Gazes, as if pulled by force, carried awe, curiosity, and fear, jumping back and forth between that blonde beauty and Tang Song who remained calm throughout.

Anne stopped slowly in front of Tang Song.

Because she deliberately wore high heels, she should have been in a level state in terms of physical height.

But at this moment, she clearly felt a sense of looking down—that kind of gaze originating from instinct, originating from the top of the power structure, was wrapping her whole body from top to bottom.

That familiar "sense of loss of control" that had appeared countless times beside Tang Song surged in her heart again uncontrollably.

She gritted her teeth, complex light flashing in her ice-blue eyes.

This hateful man! He actually really didn't come over to coax her! Even if just a little bit!

Heaven knows, she Anne Kate is the most sought-after Alpha in Manhattan, in London, in any top-tier social scene.

Queen!

Compared to this local white-rich-beautiful Tian Jing, she felt that she should be the one to enjoy this kind of "honor."

The pride belonging to an Alpha, unwilling to bow her head completely, made her meet his gaze and look at each other for two seconds.

But it was only two seconds, and she looked away again.

Seeming to feel that it was a bit shameful, Anne suddenly stepped forward and gave Tang Song a warm and forceful hug.

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness that was deliberately intimate: "Alright, dear, I'm here, what are your orders?"

Tang Song didn't open his mouth to praise, nor did he soothe, just looked at her calmly and said indifferently: "Sit."

Sorry Xiao Jing's friends in the banquet hall looked at each other.

One must know, this is Tian Jing's birthday party.

Hugging at the scene? Plus this tone of "dear"?

If it were someone else, they would have been mocked by the crowd long ago, but this woman had a mysterious identity and an overly powerful aura, plus she was a foreigner.

Everyone could only put away their doubts and forcibly understand it as "foreigners have different ways of expression."

Of course, more importantly, they dared not have opinions.

Even Tian Tian Chengye didn't put his attention on the trivial matter of "Tang Song being hugged by another woman."

His gaze was flowing between Tang Song, Zheng Zheng Qiudong, Wu Kezhi, Anne, and others, his expression changing constantly.

He naturally knew Zheng Zheng Qiudong, the "top stream" of business IP operation.

And the others, it was very obvious that their backgrounds were also bigger than he imagined.

Especially that Ms. Kate, she should be that "Kate" he knew.

Then what about Tang Song?

Not to mention why he would know such people, just the "commanding" tone he showed just now, and the obedience of "Ms. Kate," was enough to be incredible.

Things had already far exceeded his cognition.

He even felt that he was dreaming today.

Under the eyes of everyone, Anne slowly let go of Tang Song.

Her gaze turned and landed on Sorry Xiao Jing who was somewhat dull and confused.

Her body leaned forward slightly; this action happened to block the sight of others with her tall and plump body, forming a small space full of oppression.

At that angle that only Sorry Xiao Jing and a few people around could see,

Anne looked down at her, the corners of her mouth slowly hooking up a sweet yet threatening arc.

That plump, snow-white E-cup almost stuck to Sorry Xiao Jing's face, using a kind of absolute physiological advantage belonging to a top-tier female to carry out the most direct crushing.

Then, she used slightly unfamiliar, yet exceptionally clear Chinese.

Said word by word: "Hello, Tian Jing. I am, Anne Kate. You can call me Sister Anne."

She said this "Sister" somewhat heavily.

After the reactions of Meng Chuan, Conrad Meilong, and others just now, she was now in high spirits,

cold gaze, oppressive aura.

As if she was conducting a silent "torture" and "bullying" on Sorry Xiao Jing.

Anne looked playfully at this well-behaved and sweet "little girl," waiting for the other party's interesting reaction.

Luo Bin, Wu Kezhi, Mo Sister Xiang Wan, and others consciously shifted their gazes, seeming to be looking at the surrounding environment.

Zheng Zheng Qiudong's eyes flickered, but he was a bit worried in his heart.

This "partner" he chose was essentially a delicate flower growing in a greenhouse.

As far as he knew, one of the purposes of Anne coming to Yancheng this time was to knock Sorry Xiao Jing.

After all, that wedding dress, ring, sounded outrageous indeed.

He was worried that Sorry Xiao Jing would retreat and fear under the strong pressure of Anne Kate, and many of his subsequent plans would be difficult to implement.

However, Sorry Xiao Jing, who was in this situation, seemed to have some switch turned on.

All the anxiety and panic in her heart were suppressed.

A flush floated on Sorry Xiao Jing's face.

Her voice was sweet: "Hello, Sister Anne."

As she spoke, Sorry Xiao Jing took the initiative to open her arms and hug the blonde big-breasted foreign beauty, even using a little force.

The C-cup was instantly squeezed and deformed by the E-cup.

Zheng Zheng Qiudong and others were stunned one after another, their expressions different.

Anne's blue eyes paused, feeling like a punch hit soft cotton.

Not only was there no effect, but she was stuck by the other party's weird enthusiasm, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

This "little girl" who looked well-behaved and obedient, her level seemed to be higher than she imagined.

Immediately after, she noticed Sorry Xiao Jing's eyes, which were somewhat strangely excited and scorching, at an angle that no one knew.

She... looked very wrong.

The corners of Anne's eyes twitched violently, and she immediately let go of Sorry Xiao Jing, looking at Tang Song somewhat strangely,

Tang Song at this moment was appreciating the scene in front of him with great interest.

In the 【Reflection】 state, he seemed to be able to clearly "see" the surging emotions deep in the hearts of the two women.

Anne's 【Provocation】, 【Demonstration】, and 【Dullness】 at this moment.

As well as the perverted, twisted desires hidden under the surface of Sorry Xiao Jing.

Sorry Xiao Jing's brain circuit was indeed unusual, and even more interesting than he imagined.

He looked at the tall, plump, arrogant foreign beauty, and then looked at the slender, soft, well-behaved white-rich-beautiful.

A mysterious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Making Anne's mood tremble uncontrollably, and she sat down beside Sorry Xiao Jing.

Of course, everything just now was a matter of an instant.

In the eyes of outsiders, the scene in front of them.

Was nothing more than a harmonious picture of a warm and unrestrained blonde beauty taking the initiative to show favor to Sorry Xiao Jing, and Sorry Xiao Jing also generously returning a warm hug.

And at this time, Tian Tian Chengye also finally recovered.

He looked at his daughter who seemed to be able to "hold the scene" very well.

And looked at the "future son-in-law" beside her who was always light and breezy and unfathomable.

A round and enthusiastic smile piled up on his face again.

He was an old fox who had been in the business world for a long time, and even more so the father of the birthday party protagonist Tian Jing.

After a brief loss of composure, he had already quickly organized his thoughts.

No matter what he saw just now, the most important thing was to figure out the background of this group of people.

Tian Tian Chengye walked a few steps quickly, came to the outer edge of the booth area, first tilted slightly toward the crowd, his tone intimate and enthusiastic:

"Welcome, welcome! Are you all Tang Song's friends? I am Hu Jingjing's father, Tian Tian Chengye. Thank you very much for being able to come,

to participate in my daughter's birthday party, it really makes the place shine!"

"Hello, Mr. Tian." "Hello."

Except for Anne, the 3 people nodded politely one after another.

However, Zheng Zheng Qiudong appeared exceptionally enthusiastic.

He stood up directly, with a signature smile full of charm on his face.

Took the initiative to greet Tian Tian Chengye and shook hands, his tone humble and appropriate: "Mr. Tian, you are too polite. I have long heard that you are one of the leading figures in Yancheng's business world, seeing you today, it really lives up to its reputation."

Hearing these words and feeling the other party's enthusiasm, Tian Tian Chengye's hanging heart instantly let go.

The smile on his face became even more brilliant.

"Chairman Zheng, I am the one who has long admired your name! " He shook Zheng Zheng Qiudong's hand forcefully, sighing, "Deju Deju Renhe is now the 'think tank' we talk about most often—"

This enthusiastic greeting between the two was like a gust of wind, blowing away the atmosphere in the banquet hall that was frozen like ice.

Everyone also gradually recovered from that series of shocks just now.

Suppressed discussion sounded in the venue again.

"Hua hua—" Ni Ni Qingli gasped, her voice dry and low, "Sorry Xiao Jing's boyfriend—what exactly is going on with him?"

"I, I don't know either."

Qin Hua shook her head blankly, her gaze looking at the position of Tang Song and others in a daze.

She had just been standing beside them, witnessing that bizarre and almost absurd reversal with her own eyes.

In her mind, what was playing back repeatedly at this moment were all Conrad Meilong's terrified retreat, and Meng Chuan's unmaskable loss of composure.

And that title with a trembling tone in their mouths, "Ms. Kate."

Kate... Kate family...

This possibility made her tremble all over, and the hair on her body stood up.

Just at this moment.

Conrad Meilong, who had been standing pale in front of her, suddenly moved.

He didn't care about anyone's gaze beside him, just took a deep breath, as if making a very major decision.

Turned around, and then picked up a brand new champagne, walking step by step toward the blonde woman, incomparably seriously.

He stopped beside Anne's seat, but didn't speak immediately.

Instead, he first bowed slightly toward Anne to show the highest respect.

After doing all this, he finally spoke with difficulty: "Lady Anne!"

"please accept my..."

(Please accept my deepest apologies for the recklessness and ignorance just now.)

He paused, seeming to organize his language, his voice carrying a trace of trembling he hadn't even noticed himself.

"The business I am currently responsible for has connections with many projects of Kate Trust in Europe. I swear, if I had known it was you earlier, I would absolutely not—"

Conrad's sweat poured down, his voice getting lower and lower.

He was just a side-line descendant of the Meilong family, perhaps looking glamorous in the eyes of outsiders.

But in front of a true core heir of the family like Anne Kate who held real power, it was completely incomparable.

Anne glanced at him indifferently, coldly saying: "Stand aside, I hate the smell on you."

Conrad's heart jumped, and he quickly moved away.

He suddenly remembered that there were rumors in the circle that this Ms. Anne indeed hated contact with men, and was instead more interested in women.

Looking at this scene in front of him, listening to Conrad's words.

Everyone discussed in low voices.

Regarding the special family surname "Kate," and the terrifying commercial empire background it represented behind it, it spread rapidly among the guests like a virus.

As a top-tier financial group that has existed for nearly a hundred years, the influence of the Kate family has long spread all over the world.

People at the scene, more or less, had heard of this thunderous surname through some channels.

Qin Hua's body swayed violently, and the champagne glass in her hand almost couldn't be held steady.

Kate Trust... It really is the Kate family!

First Meilong, then Kate.

That is not a noun in the news, not a case in a textbook, but a living family member.

Just appeared at her best friend's birthday party.

And that noble Ms. Kate sat intimately with Sorry Xiao Jing, and even hugged and communicated just now.

Just at this moment, Meng Chuan, who was standing beside her, also moved.

Hurried footsteps sounded.

He walked quickly toward the booth area that was calm like the eye of a storm.

However, his target was not the Tang Song or Anne who were the center of attention.

But the steady and introverted middle-aged man in the corner.

Because Tang Song and Anne's appearance and aura were too conspicuous, causing many people not to pay much attention to him.

And following Meng Chuan's abrupt action, everyone looked over one after another.

Meng Chuan stood carefully behind the man's side, bending down slightly.

Because of excessive nervousness and excitement, his voice changed: "Hello, Chairman Wu, it is a great honor to meet you here. I am Meng Chuan from Xinghan Investment, my father is Meng Dehai, when I accompanied my father to attend the Asia-Pacific Financial Technology Summit last month, I once had a brief meeting with you with my father, I wonder if you still remember?"

"Hello."

Wu Kezhi nodded slightly, his voice steady and powerful, unable to hear joy or anger.

The crowd who were watching the movement here was shocked again.

This—this motherfucker is another great god who popped out from where?!

Wu Kezhi didn't pay much attention to Meng Chuan, but pulled his attention back to Tang Song again.

Thoughtful light flashed in his eyes, as if guessing something.

Meng Chuan stood behind his side, feeling countless probing gazes gathering on him, the smile on his face gradually becoming awkward.

Leaving was not an option, not leaving was not an option.

He and Conrad had had a conflict with Tang Song before, and later offended Anne Kate by mistake.

If he just left in a dejected way now, it might lead to joint "targeting" by these two parties in the future.

Although Xinghan Investment is powerful, it depends on who you compare it with!

He must find a way to break the situation, ease it, and find a step down.

Immediately, his gaze fell on Tian Tian Chengye who was looking at him with full shock not far away, recalling the attitude of Wu Kezhi and others toward him before.

A thought instantly flashed in his mind.

He walked quickly to Tian Tian Chengye, a hint of just-right excitement on his face, "Chairman Tian, didn't you say before that you wanted to go to Singapore with me to visit Jingwu Capital when you had the chance?"

He paused, excitedly pointing to the steady middle-aged man in the corner of the booth, his tone deepening:

"This one, is the co-founder of Jingwu Capital, chairman of the board, and global CEO, Mr. Wu Kezhi!"

"Jingwu Capital?! Wu Kezhi?!" Tian Tian Chengye blurted out, his heart shaking violently.

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, then erupted in bursts of violent gasps.

In the 2022 global private equity firm comprehensive ranking, Jingwu Capital has already ranked in the top ten.

Nowadays, it is rumored that its managed asset scale has reached nearly 300 billion US dollars.

Its business spans private equity, hedge funds, real estate, special opportunity investment, and other sectors, with tentacles all over the world's mainstream capital markets.

This is not a derivative background of some top-tier family descendant.

Nor is it like the gift from Ms. Lady Ouyang or the assistant of Jin Dongshi before, carrying a mysterious halo of "indirect awe."

This is truly quantifiable power.

A capital big shot who can directly decide the life and death of an enterprise and mobilize the flow of hundreds of billions of US dollars.

And at this moment, he appeared here so abruptly, sitting opposite Tang Song.

Qin Hua looked at the "big shots" like Wu Kezhi, Anne Kate, Zheng Zheng Qiudong, etc., looked at Tang Song who was always light and breezy, looked at her best friend Sorry Xiao Jing whose face was "flushed."

A feeling like a dream, extremely unreal, surged into her heart.

Immediately after, it was deep regret.

What she regretted was not only her previous self-righteous "breaking up" and "confrontation."

What she regretted even more was that she missed the best opportunity to establish contact with Tang Song.

Even if it was at the beginning of the banquet, the moment she noticed Tang Song's extraordinariness, if she quickly adjusted her mentality and contacted Tang Song with the identity of "Sorry Xiao Jing's best friend" and her own outstanding conditions and EQ, she could absolutely establish a friendly relationship with him quickly.

But at that time—she was wholeheartedly putting all her attention on Conrad Meilong,

complacent that she could act as the translator for that "Mr. Meilong," enjoying the envious gazes cast by everyone.

In the booth area.

Meng Chuan pulled Tian Tian Chengye to start greeting Wu Kezhi enthusiastically.

With the buffer of the identity of Tian Jing's father, Wu Kezhi appeared much more polite than before.

The atmosphere also eased somewhat.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan hurriedly picked up a champagne, came to Conrad who was still standing stiffly on the side, and touched him lightly with his elbow,

and cast a look at him.

Conrad instantly came back to his senses, looking at Tang Song who was always calm and indifferent in front of him with a stiff expression.

Finally understood what he should do.

He took a deep breath, his face revealing seriousness and humility.

Together with Meng Chuan, holding wine glasses, they stopped at a distance of one step in front of Tang Song.

Meng Chuan took the lead: "Mr. Tang, it was my eyes that didn't recognize Mount Tai before, my words were offensive, I hope you have a large amount and don't hold it against me."

Conrad Meilong followed closely: "Mr. Tang, please forgive my unforgivable rudeness."

After the two finished speaking, they drank the champagne in their hands in one gulp, and then bowed deeply.

Following their "abnormal movement."

Following their sudden "abnormal movement," the entire banquet hall instantly quieted down.

Everyone's gaze focused on Tang Song, waiting for his reaction.

Tang Song still leaned on the back of the chair, his gaze just scanning them indifferently.

There was no anger, no joy, no pride in his gaze, and not even a ripple of emotion.

Calm—just like looking at two pieces of unimportant furniture; then, he elegantly picked up a cherry on the table and slowly sent it to the mouth of his girlfriend beside him.

Sorry Xiao Jing, who was full of worship and had her cute mouth slightly open, bit down subconsciously.

The full and sweet juice spread in her mouth.

Soft lips touched Tang Song's slender and distinct fingers.

Being in such a special atmosphere, looking at Tang Song who was like a "god" beside her, feeling the cool touch from his "hand of a male god."

An indescribable sense of stimulation made goosebumps rise all over her body.

Ah ah ah! Lord Tang Song!

This is—this is the aura of the final BOSS appearing!

Too handsome! So handsome that my legs are soft!

Really want to kneel down and offer my loyalty right now!

On the other side, Xu Qing who sneaked over from the stage side.

Looking at this "ultimate battle tyrannosaurus" Little Little Song Zi in front of her, the melon-eating special small cookies in her hand were forgotten to be sent to her mouth; in those big black eyes, thick annoyance flashed,

Damn Little Little Song Zi! He is a pervert to me! He turned into a "domineering president" to Sorry Xiao Jing!

I'll let you be slapped in the face in the book later, and then kneel and beg me to save you!

Meng Chuan and Conrad standing there bending over, their faces were red and white, embarrassed to the extreme, but didn't know what to do.

The other party was clearly ignoring them completely.

The subtext was also.

【I heard your apologies and repentance, but you are not qualified to make me waste my breath again】

Also at this moment.

With a "da" sound, Sister Shangguan Shangguan Qiuya put the wine glass in her hand back on the table.

Smiling, she reminded Sorry Xiao Jing who was immersed in dizziness: "Sorry Xiao Jing, time is almost up, is it time to proceed to that segment you are most looking forward to?"

She came here this time, not for any "pretending" or "supporting the scene," but to perfectly execute every task ordered by Jin Dongshi.

Sorry Xiao Jing's eyes flashed, and she immediately came back to her senses, "Oh my! That's right! Almost forgot such an important thing!"

She waved to the direction of the main stage playfully, attracting everyone's attention.

"Next, it's our most fun 'Love Blind Box' segment tonight!"

She waved to the direction of the main stage playfully.

The host immediately understood, returned to the stage, and the enthusiastic voice echoed in the banquet hall, allowing everyone's emotions to be buffered.

Accompanied by cheerful music, everyone began to gather toward the direction of the main stage.

After Tang Song and others' figures also merged into the crowd, Meng Chuan and Conrad let out a long breath.

Conrad subconsciously touched his bow tie, only to find that the shirt on his back had long been soaked with cold sweat.

He looked at Meng Chuan with lingering fear, saying something in a very low voice.

Meng Chuan's face was pale, nodding heavily.

Then, the two left the birthday party scene low-key.

In front of the main stage, the atmosphere was warm and somewhat weird.

The crowd subconsciously left a "vacuum" area for Tang Song and the group beside him.

Qin Dechang and several business elders wanted to go up to talk several times, but stopped in front of that invisible aura, and finally could only stand on the periphery awkwardly.

Accompanied by lights and music, Sorry Xiao Jing walked elegantly onto the stage.

Everyone's gifts had been put into uniform-sized log-colored paper boxes, placed on the right side of the stage.

There was no logo on it.

A high-definition camera was set up on the table in the center of the stage, broadcasting her every move to the huge LED screen behind in real-time.

Guided by the host.

Soon, the first blind box was selected and opened.

It was from her friend Zhang Yuxin, a latest DIOR necklace.

Under the host's mobilization, everyone gave face and cheered and applauded.

Next, Sorry Xiao Jing seemed to point to a box in the lower right corner again.

The etiquette lady immediately handed that box over.

Sorry Xiao Jing took the gift to the center of the stage, her heartbeat accelerating uncontrollably.

She knew that this was also Tang Song's gift.

In this box, besides the gift Tang Song prepared himself, she had deliberately added "material"—

A ring symbolizing eternal love.

In her original ultimate script, it was to open the gift under the eyes of everyone, and then shyly and surprisingly "discover" this ring.

Accept Tang Song's "official announcement," complete the final coronation of the "official palace" status!

So pulling Xu Qing over, and even using her to help stuff it in, also had this kind of bad taste.

If Tang Song was angry because of her calculation afterward, then it would be a big deal to be severely "punished" by him afterward!

But now she didn't dare.

Although she was innocent on the surface, she was smarter than anyone in her heart.

Anne Kate, Wu Kezhi, Zheng Zheng Qiudong...

The appearance of these people made her understand many, many things.

And also made her clearly realize that Tang Song was the real, ultimate BOSS hidden behind all the fog.

The previous him were all just "traveling in the world."

She Sorry Xiao Jing, perhaps indeed was an important "heroine" in his mind, but only one of them.

For example, that domineering and crazy foreign beauty was absolutely her strongest rival in this life!

If she dared to use Tang Song to "officially announce a proposal" in such a situation surrounded by wolves—

Then the end would probably be very miserable.

And, with Tang Song's current cards and status.

Even if they didn't get married, she estimated that her father and mother wouldn't have any opinions.

Sorry Xiao Jing bit her lip and quickly put away all the little thoughts that shouldn't be there.

Tearing off the sealing tape of the paper box, ignoring that ring gift box, she took out an exquisite and beautiful golden gift box from inside and placed it gently on the table in the center of the stage.

The high-definition camera gave a close-up, and the piece of paper stuck on it clearly wrote: Tang Song.

Everyone's spirit was lifted, staring intently at that golden box.

Now they already knew the mysteriousness of Sorry Xiao Jing's boyfriend, so they were extremely curious about what gift the other party would send.

A shy and expectant expression appeared on Sorry Xiao Jing's face, "Wow, so lucky, actually picked the one I was looking forward to most!"

Under everyone's gaze.

She took a deep breath, her slender fingers untied the ribbon, and opened the lid.

The next second.

Not only the audience off stage, even Sorry Xiao Jing herself was stunned.

(OWO)!

Tian Tian Chengye and his wife Chen Man looked at each other, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.

What was lying quietly in the gift box was not some rare jewelry, nor a limited-edition famous bag, or a handmade item full of heart.

But a stack of thick, neatly bound documents.

In the lower left corner of the title page, the watermark LOGO of "Quanjing Law Firm" was clearly printed.

What is the situation?

A burst of uncontrollable commotion erupted off stage, everyone whispering to each other, their faces full of surprise and doubt.

Sorry Xiao Jing blinked, subconsciously looking at her boyfriend below the stage.

Tang Song stood there with elegant demeanor, a hint of imperceptible, encouraging smile on his face.

Deep in his eyes was light as deep as the starry sky that she couldn't read.

Getting his "signal," Sorry Xiao Jing took a deep breath and suspiciously opened the first page of the document.

A bolded title broke into her sight without warning, and also appeared on the huge LED screen on the stage through the high-definition camera.

"Equity Transfer Agreement regarding 'Jingyi Asset Management (Beijing) Co., Ltd.'"

Tian Tian Chengye was instantly stunned in place, feeling his heart being fiercely gripped by an invisible hand, almost stopping beating!

"Wow—"

Uncontrollable discussion and gasps erupted.

Like a tide, it exploded in the banquet hall.

Even if they didn't know what the background of "Jingyi Asset" was, just looking at the words "Asset Management Company" and "Equity Transfer Agreement."

They understood how unique this gift was.

Not to mention, many people present today knew more or less that Tian Tian Chengye sold 7.5% of Jinxiu Trading's equity to this mysterious company to fill the hole.

At this moment, when these key pieces of information were instantly connected in their minds.

They gasped in unison, their faces revealing extremely incredible expressions.

And then.

More impactful information appeared on the big screen.

Summary of core terms:

Transfer subject: — 100% equity of "Jingyi Asset Management (Beijing) Co., Ltd.", transferred to the transferee (Tian Jing).

Core asset disclosure: As of the signing of this agreement, the core assets held by the subject company (Jingyi Asset) are: 112,500,000 non-public circulating shares of "Jinxiu Trading Group Co., Ltd." (shareholding ratio 7.5%).

On the stage, the expression on Sorry Xiao Jing's face, which was always full of cunning and sweetness, had completely spiraled out of control.

Large teardrops rolled down uncontrollably from her beautiful eyes that were widened.

Sliding down her smooth and fair cheeks, drawing crystal-clear marks, blurring her exquisite makeup. ===== CHAPTER 616 =====