Su Yebiao had just entered the hotel when a BMW 3 Series drove up.

Sitting in the back seat was Lin Youfeng, a senior vice president at KOKO Venture Capital in charge of the Silicon Valley office.

Lin Youfeng had recently celebrated his fortieth birthday. He graduated from the Paris Business School with a doctorate in business administration and had worked for a multinational corporation in Singapore for many years.

Su Yebiao had helped Nong Qingying acquire K2 a few months ago, and Lin Youfeng was in charge of the entire project.

Now.

Besides Senior Vice President Lin Youfeng, there was also a young man in an Asian-style suit.

This young man was named Ye Ruilong, who grew up in Bao Island and later studied at Stanford University.

Last year, he and a few friends spent half a year jointly developing a racing game, which attracted more than 400,000 users in just two months. Eventually, it was acquired by TVT for $1.5 million to enrich its game library.

This time, Senior Vice President Lin Youfeng took advantage of the roadshow to bring Ye Ruilong to meet Su Yebiao, hoping to discuss preparations for a new large-scale online game project.

After the two got out of the car, Ye Ruilong noticed the young ladies in front of the Tokyo Imperial Hotel and said with a smile, "Little Su is really something, so popular in Neon?"

Lin Youfeng straightened his posture, smoothed out his suit, and reminded him,

"Su Zong is younger than you, but don't call him Little Su Zong in person. However, he has an old Su Zong, his old man, so it's not really wrong. Just pay a little attention, and it won't hurt you."

Thinking there was something to it, Ye Ruilong nodded immediately, indicating he understood.

The roadshow was scheduled to start at 6:30, and many luxury cars arrived one after another.

There were fewer Rolls-Royces and supercars, and Mercedes-Benzes were more popular. Many guests looked like they were in high positions. As soon as the car stopped, a secretary or assistant would help open the door, exuding an air of sophistication.

Seeing this, Ye Ruilong sighed, "Are these all invited to the roadshow? It's usually hard to tell who has money. The guests invited tonight must be extraordinary. How can the difference between people be so great? I heard that... Su Zong hasn't even graduated from Hong Kong University yet, but he already controls an internet giant like Yanwen Emoji Group."

"There's no use being envious. Su Zong's other investments aren't much smaller than this company, and his family is filthy rich. What's the point of arguing?"

Lin Youfeng pushed up his glasses, sighed deeply, and continued,

"It's hard to be a person. People hate you for being poor, fear you for being rich, laugh at you for having nothing, and resent you for having something. It's normal to be envious, but at my age, I understand that instead of comparing yourself to others, it's better to try your best to do the best you can. There's no point in comparing yourself to a rich kid like Su Zong. Many people envy you for being a programmer who earned a million U.S. dollars in your twenties. I'll find an opportunity during the party later for you to chat with Su Zong about game ideas. As long as he nods, there won't be any problems. I feel like he'll be interested."

"Then I'll take your good words. To be honest, I'm a little nervous now. What kind of person is Su Zong, after all?"

Hearing Ye Ruilong's question, Lin Youfeng suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Although he had been working at KOKO Venture Capital for more than a year, he could count on his fingers the number of times he had contacted Su Yebiao. Besides occasionally reporting on work, there was absolutely no private communication.

Of course.

In front of Ye Ruilong, Lin Youfeng didn't want to admit that he was relatively "marginalized." He coughed dryly, smiled vaguely, and said, "You'll understand when you see him in person..."

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Once upon a time.

Nong Qingying had also mingled in upper-class society, acting as someone else's daughter-in-law, and often attended various parties and banquets.

Since being with Su Yebiao, she had kept a low profile for various reasons, and tried to avoid contact with the circles she used to be familiar with. Now, she lived in Tokyo doing business.

The so-called "various reasons" were mainly because she was afraid of being gossiped about.

When those Hong Kong women gossiped, they would make it clear to you what "words can kill" meant. Just the superstition of being a jinx was enough to make her unable to hold her head up for the rest of her life.

Therefore, Nong Qingying, who seemed carefree but was actually a bit timid, rationally chose to close the door and live her life, almost completely saying goodbye to the past.

Tonight.

The roadshow was exceptionally lively. Wealthy businessmen, securities firm representatives, bank representatives, and some socialites mingled and chatted, talking loudly and finding seats.

In the adjacent hall, large incense towers filled the air, and various delicacies and pastries were prepared on the long table, waiting for the roadshow to end to continue the festivities.

Nong Qingying hooked Su Yebiao's arm, relishing the long-lost feeling.

Facing countless greeting guests, she wore a smile and greeted them politely.

What woman doesn't like to be in the limelight? At this moment, she felt light and airy, like a proud little hen, straightening her waist and lengthening her neck.

Su Yebiao found a chance to ask Nong Qingying in a low voice, "Are you cold? What kind of Imperial Hotel is this? The facilities feel mediocre, and the heating isn't working well. Should I get you a coat?"

Nong Qingying's face was almost frozen from smiling, but she stubbornly replied,

"What do you know? After so long, returning to upper-class society, I can't show weakness even if I'm cold. This backless evening gown cost me tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars. Who can see it if I cover it with a coat? Wouldn't that be a waste of money? And the diamond you gave me, it's rare to have a chance to wear it, how can I cover it up?"

"Tsk... Anyway, Zhuang Bichen hasn't given up the sickroom yet. At worst, you can lie there with her."

Su Yebiao shrugged, knowing that loving beauty was a woman's nature, and didn't bother to persuade her.

He just asked Linda Yun to notify the hotel management to turn up the heating and prepare a rest room with warm hand warmers or a stove in advance.

In his opinion, the speech script for later was like an old woman's foot binding, both smelly and long.

It was all meaningless nonsense. If he really wanted to summarize, one PPT would be enough to cover the core parts.

There was no need for Nong Qingying to stay and listen together. During the activity, she could warm herself in the rest room first, and then show her face when the party started.

He had to admit that Nong Qingying, after careful grooming, did have a charm that overshadowed the masses.

Even Su Yebiao admitted that he occasionally felt a little sorry for her. Usually, it was difficult for them to openly show affection, so taking advantage of being in Tokyo, they should attend more parties, which could be regarded as satisfying her vanity, lest she feel depressed staying at home alone.

After listening to Su Yebiao's arrangements, Nong Qingying felt a little touched.

Soon.

Amidst the applause of the crowd, a tall, blond, blue-eyed host invited Su Yebiao to the stage to introduce the current situation and future plans of Yanwen Emoji Group.

Su Yebiao threw everything about posture and demeanor to the back of his mind. He just read the script from beginning to end and answered a few questions.

The money spent on hiring the speech coach was completely wasted.

In reality, for the people present, the current performance of Yanwen Emoji Group was not important at all.

As long as the vast majority of investors believed that its prospects were good, it already meant that it was worth participating in the subscription.

The world's number one instant messaging group, the world's number one social advertising platform, the number of users more than doubled last year, with a total of more than 20 million active users... These selling points were enough to make these people stare intently, considering how much money they should invest.

The heat of the Nasdaq Internet giant was not a joke. As long as there were selling points, they could basically make a lot of money...