Chapter 1890: Chapter 635: Fame Manifested
Hang City, private club.
In a quaint private room.
Seated with decorum, Meng Chuan personally poured a cup of freshly awaken Wuyi Mountain Da Hong Pao for Tian Chengye across from him, his demeanor humble and appropriate.
President Zhang’s face, often with a touch of defiance, now showed an unmistakable fatigue and trepidation.
"Chairman Tian." He pushed the teacup over, "Congratulations, I’ve heard about the Huinei Electronics matter."
Tian Chengye smiled, picked up the teacup, and gently blew on the steam, "You could say it’s thanks to my daughter Jingjing’s fortune."
His words were filled with uncontrollable emotion and delight.
It had only been five days since that birthday party that changed everything.
TY Precision had officially sent over an expert team to connect, with the preliminary technical cooperation plan already laid out on his desk.
Even before that, he had quietly and effortlessly repurchased shares from two small shareholders who had always been at odds with him, at a very low price.
Now, his holding in Huinei Electronics exceeded 80%!
He could almost foresee that under the escort of the aircraft carrier that is TY Precision, Huinei Electronics would soar in the domestic new energy sector!
Of course, he was equally excited about.
His daughter Jingjing had also been reassigned by Tang Song to join the illustrious DJRH as a "Global Special Project Partner."
Having been repressed for the better part of a year, Tian Chengye now felt a surge of the exuberance from twenty years ago when he first started his business with brimming ambition.
Meng Chuan followed with a few sentimental remarks, then lowered his voice: "Chairman Tian, there’s something I wonder if you’ve heard. Conrad... he’s in trouble."
"Oh? What’s the matter?"
"Yesterday, New York Mellon Bank issued an official internal notice. Conrad was stripped of all his duties as VP of Private Wealth Management and was transferred to Johannesburg, Africa, to oversee basic business connections there."
The hand holding Tian Chengye’s teacup paused imperceptibly, his face revealing a complex expression.
For someone of Conrad Mellon’s elite status, this was not a simple transfer but an outright exile of his career.
"So..." Meng Chuan’s posture was extremely low, even with a touch of pleading, "Chairman Tian, I know this is abrupt. But could you possibly, help arrange another meeting with Mr. Tang? I want to express my sincerest apologies in person."
The reason he arranged to meet Tian Chengye today was precisely to "seek help."
Although Xinghan Investment was a large and powerful enterprise, it absolutely could not withstand a blow of that magnitude from dimensionality reduction.
Tian Chengye looked at the person in front of him, who not long ago was a spirited "prince of capital," now trembling with fear.
Inside him, a feeling surged that could not be described.
He put down the teacup, contemplated for a moment, and said: "Meng Chuan, I completely understand your feelings. Rest assured, I have noted this matter in my heart. I will find a suitable opportunity to mention it to Jingjing and have her try to help coordinate."
Hearing this response, Meng Chuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, "Thank you, Chairman Tian. By the way, Chairman Tian, you’ve truly found a golden son-in-law this time!"
Tian Chengye heard this, smiled but said nothing.
As of now, after several days of frenzied fermentation and mutual inquiry among insiders.
Tang Song’s identity was no longer a secret to those who were interested.
After all, Rongliu Investment’s WOFE institution is in Yan City.
And following that, the Tang Jin Family Office, the Kate Trust, the multi-billion dollar mother fund, these keywords naturally surfaced.
The entire chain was suddenly connected.
A less than 26-year-old, from Xiang River, who controls billions of US dollars, backed by the Kate family and the mysterious "Tang Jin," chairman of a top Asia-Pacific private equity fund.
Such a remarkable figure, had unexpectedly been quietly biding his time in Yan City.
In fact, in Tian Chengye’s own circle, these days have already stirred up huge waves.
Countless people attempted to indirectly arrange a meeting with Tang Song through him, but he had temporarily deflected them using Huinei Electronics as an excuse.
...
Leaving the club, he got into the black Maybach.
Leaning back in the seat, Tian Chengye’s thoughts remained unsettled.
Knowing Tang Song’s true identity, he had an underlying concern, and that was how far his daughter and Tang Song could truly go.
After all, the two were only a couple, far from discussing marriage, with the future full of uncertainties.
Just then.
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
The phone suddenly started vibrating.
Seeing the caller ID, Tian Chengye’s eyebrows rose.
Chairman and CEO of Yan Province Bank, Cao Guohua.
Connecting the call, Tian Chengye cheerfully began, "Old Cao, what brings you to call today?"
He remembered clearly, during the Zhongcheng Group’s public opinion crisis and the financial black hole of Huinei Electronics.
When he was in desperate need of financial support, this old friend had "been on a business trip" for half a month, unreachable by phone.
Of course, he could understand.
After all, with banks, offering an umbrella on sunny days and withdrawing it in the rain is the norm.
A distinctive and robust laugh from Cao Guohua immediately came from the other end: "Chengye, come on, can’t I just catch up with a busy man like you for no reason?"
"Always welcome!"
After a few polite exchanges.
Cao Guohua finally got to the point: "Old Tian, I heard that the chairman of the renowned Rongliu Capital from Xiang River is your son-in-law?"
Tian Chengye instantly understood, yet feigned modesty: "Not to that extent, he’s just Jingjing’s boyfriend for now."
