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Chapter 204: Chapter 167 Tengying Completes Valuation_3

In our class of over twenty students, each one hailing from all over.

All boasting considerable knowledge and wealth.

Most notably, Huang Pujun – known simply for tagging along – actually landed herself a tycoon.

A top-tier real estate mogul, no less.

Many in the class found it quite strange; this woman seemed solely focused on snagging a wealthy partner during her president class.

Now that she had actually found one, even though he was a few decades her senior,

no one could deny the man's formidable influence in the business circle, truly impressive.

Even Tong Zelan had to respectfully call her man a senior when meeting him.

In our class, no one else has quite reached that level.

Wang Yanfeng's father comes close, though.

It has nothing to do with how much money one has; it's about the sheer social influence that counts.

They're nowhere near comparable.

With such a top-tier business giant at her side, it's no wonder she's been speaking louder lately.

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"Men conquer the business world to bed the world's beauties."

"Women conquer men to win the world and a career."

Huang Pujun is a textbook example, isn't she?

Even Tong Zelan looks at her with a strange gleam in her eyes.

"Old Chen, your Tengying's valuation is at five billion, which really made me anxious."

Tong Zelan spoke frankly; Tengying was profitable, but it seemed more luck than anything else.

Getting Yang Mi onboard definitely boosted its influence a great deal.

But a five billion valuation still seemed like a stretch.

Her decision to invest was primarily based on mutual trust, especially since Chen Pingsheng himself wasn't short on cash.

Haven't you seen Tenghui Department Store expanding in Capital City, opening one after another?

It's the people who aren't short of cash that find it easier to come by.

If you're desperate for money, you're easily manipulated by others.

Neither Fei Yangyang nor Bobo Milk Tea are really short on cash, fundamentally speaking.

"Five billion is nothing. I'd still consider you a friend even if I didn't push it to eighty billion," Chen Pingsheng said, patting her shoulder. Tong Zelan, this elite woman, would have been a female general capable of fighting battles in ancient times.

In modern times, she's a capital magnate who could command a territory.

"You wish, but let me tell you something quietly, there's going to be a big move in the stock market."

"What big move? Be more specific!"

"It involves the country's top real estate firm."

Tong Zelan explained, "That real estate company has been listed for many years with a persistently low stock price. Now, a bigwig from the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce has set his sights on it, attempting a direct siege and acquisition through the stock market."

The top-ranked real estate company in the country.

That must be Vanke, right?

A market behemoth valued nearly at a hundred billion, who could even think of targeting it!

Not to mention attempting to collect shares from retail investors or minority shareholders through the market,

to achieve a snake swallowing an elephant scenario.

Well, it sounds like an interesting plan, whether it can be executed remains to be seen.

Chen Pingsheng never really invested in the stock market.

Hearing this news, whatever the plan to acquire Vanke, it won't work without actually spending hundreds of billions.

Pouring so much money into buying shares would inevitably send Vanke's stock soaring.

In fact, it's already on the rise; the market isn't stupid.

With such a major player quietly accumulating shares, the stock price was bound to increase.

Maybe he should just spend a few tens of millions for the spectacle.

Getting any more at this point, given the current situation, might be difficult.

...

The warm sun of April.

The breeze wasn't dry, the temperature was just perfect.

After wrapping up a three-day session of president class, Chen Pingsheng had nothing pressing to do and took a small stool to sit in his backyard, with a few large wooden boards, some small nails, and a small hammer in hand.

He was in high spirits because his daughter Chen Xinyi had just started calling him "Daddy."

As a father, he wanted to make her a beloved little wooden cart.

One that might be a bit uncomfortable to sit in.

No matter, without some discomfort in childhood, one wouldn't face hardships when grown.

After all, that's all his family could afford.

He hammered away, each strike filled with abundant fatherly love.

What's a little discomfort to the bottom?

He and his wife were usually busy, and his father had just become village chief this year, so his mother, Liu Fen, simply had no time to come over.

The primary caretaker for Chen Xinyi was now Liu Fen.

Grandmother taking care of her granddaughter, that's only natural.

Her auntie, Song Wu, would often take her out for fun as well.

Chen Xinyi could toddle a few steps now and giggled her way over to him. As she neared,

she took a face-first tumble.

Just as she was about to cry, she noticed the grass wasn't tasty at all, so she fiddled with it a bit.

Once the grass was gone and she felt comfortable, she started crying loudly, little by little.

The little blonde moppet knew from an early age that the kid who doesn't cry doesn't get milk.

Chen Pingsheng picked her up, and after a couple of sobs, she began to laugh again when he gave her a lollipop.