My Virtual Girlfriend-Chapter 327: Turn into a Dragon at the First Sign of Storm Clouds

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Turn into a Dragon at the First Sign of Storm Clouds

"Venture capital is a high-risk, long-return cycle industry," someone said. "And dumping over a billion into it won’t even cause a ripple."

"We all want to see how he’s going to lose it all."

"We also want Sister Xue to know that he’s nothing but a smooth-talking conman...."

Hearing his own son’s last words, Dong Hongtu glanced at him but said nothing.

He knew that the young generation of Qin Island, having grown up with He Mengxue, both feared and secretly admired this big sister figure.

Perhaps because of He Mengxue’s dominance from a young age, these second-generation kids didn’t dare harbor any improper thoughts, but this also led them to believe that He Mengxue was the best woman in the world. Some even thought that no one was worthy of her.

After all, she was their goddess.

Now, this goddess seemed to be throwing herself at Chen Yan, even emptying her private funds to collaborate with him, naturally causing unease in their hearts.

But these were just the emotional entanglements of the young generation. Dong Hongtu had long been aware but didn’t care.

After all, those were trivial matters compared to the current difficulties Fenghua Group was facing...

Just thinking about Fenghua Group’s situation, Dong Hongtu couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh...

After thinking it over, he said to his son, "Alright, Ah Bin. I know you’re upset, but you need to suppress that anger. Don’t act petulant."

He said, "I remember you and Qin Ming get along quite well, right?"

Young Master Dong said nonchalantly, "Qin Ming? He’s just one of our lackeys, always hanging around us. It’s not about whether we get along or not."

Dong Hongtu nodded and said, "Starting now, you be his lackey, work on building a good relationship with him."

Hearing his father’s words, Young Master Dong’s eyes widened in shock. "What?"

Pointing at himself, he said, "Me, be his lackey?"

Dong Hongtu nodded seriously, his gaze profound as he said, "Yes. There are already too many people closely watching Chen Yan’s side, it’s too sensitive."

"Our family doesn’t have much strength, and now facing this kind of difficulty, going directly to Chen Yan and trying to curry favor won’t be taken seriously."

"So, it’s better to get closer to Qin Ming."

"Qin Ming himself is also a big potential asset that hasn’t been noticed by many, and if we get close now, he’ll certainly remember our goodwill."

"In this way, even if something happens on Chen Yan’s side, Qin Ming can act as a buffer, and we won’t be affected."

"Moreover, once Chen Yan does succeed, Qin Ming will definitely be a key figure in his business empire. We can also ride the east wind and rise with it."

Hearing Dong Hongtu’s words, Young Master Dong was stunned. He wanted to argue, but couldn’t find a reason to.

Because he also knew his father made sense.

But... to be a lackey for his former underling?

Wouldn’t that be a joke to the other second-generation kids on Qin Island?

Young Master Dong would rather die!

So, he turned his head away in defiance and said angrily, "I won’t go."

Hearing his son’s refusal, Dong Hongtu’s eyes widened, and he looked exasperated, "Can’t you understand the situation?"

Young Master Dong stubbornly turned his head away, refusing to look at his father, biting his teeth, "I just won’t go."...

Dong Hongtu was so angry that he raised his hand high, ready to hit his son.

But his hand stayed up for over ten seconds and he ultimately didn’t have the heart to do it.

Sensing his father’s dilemma, Young Master Dong hunched his head and said softly, "Dad. They won’t succeed, really. Don’t worry."

Dong Hongtu: ....

Looking at his own son, what could Dong Hongtu do?

He could only comfort himself over and over in his heart: He’s still my own child...

So, in the end, all his rage dissipated into a sigh.

.....

Chen Yan and Qin Ming, of course, had no idea that because of them, the Dong father and son had fought.

Even if they knew, they probably wouldn’t care much.

Because, with the venture capital company established, they had gotten busy.

At noon, Chen Yan invited He Mengxue, Qin Ming, and Zhao Ying to lunch together.

This was the first time Chen Yan had gathered the major shareholders of the company.

He wanted to use this meal to let these key individuals meet and get to know each other, and also to see if they were compatible.

After all, with He Mengxue’s assertiveness, Qin Ming’s shrewdness, and Zhao Ying’s simplicity, Chen Yan always felt like it was a messy stew, uncertain what dish it would become.

When Chen Yan arrived at the restaurant, Qin Ming was already there.

Shrewd as he was, Qin Ming had positioned himself humbly. He also knew how to make Chen Yan happy.

So, before Chen Yan even arrived, he came early, started cleaning up the private room with the waiter, re-rinsed the dishes, arranged them neatly, and even ordered the meal, just waiting to be served.

And sure enough, when Chen Yan arrived and found everything orderly, he nodded at Qin Ming with satisfaction.

After glancing at Qin Ming, Chen Yan sat at the head of the table and beckoned Qin Ming over, asking, "Qin Ming, have you considered what you want to do at the new company?"

Qin Ming, ever shrewd, quickly responded, "I’ll follow Brother Chen’s lead."

Chen Yan indeed had plans for Qin Ming and said, "You’ll be the Business Director. Responsible for all business negotiations and market-related matters of the company."

"This position involves interaction with people, perfectly suited to your skill set."

"With you handling it, I’d feel much more assured about all the company’s negotiations and interactions."

Hearing Chen Yan’s words, Qin Ming didn’t agree right away. He carefully said, "Brother Chen... Isn’t this position too important?"

"I’ve never held such a high position before."

"And it’s so critical. Wouldn’t it be difficult without my sister placing her own people in it?"

Chen Yan smiled.

Qin Ming truly had a way with words.

He was He Mengxue’s cousin and had always been with her since childhood. Now aligning himself with Chen Yan, he said he "wasn’t He Mengxue’s person" in front of her.

This was his way of signaling to Chen Yan that he was Chen Yan’s man and would only listen to him.

Seeing through his intentions, Chen Yan didn’t call him out but said, "Don’t worry. Your sister is very open-minded and won’t mind this."

"Moreover, I believe you can handle this area well."

"So, do you have confidence in yourself?"

Qin Ming brightened with joy, "Certainly."

Chen Yan nodded.

He wasn’t practicing nepotism; he was truly promoting talent.

Because, in the previous meetings with Qin Ming and He Mengxue, Chen Yan had secretly taken pictures of both with "Xiao Ha’s Instant Camera" and was surprised to find that Qin Ming was rated even higher than He Mengxue.

He Mengxue’s rating was already impressive, a solid four and a half stars with no specific field limitation—a top-rated individual in Chen Yan’s experience.

Furthermore, the system assessed her as having the talents of a great general. Although not very stable, she had maximum initiative in all new markets, with natural vigor and conquest abilities.

And yet... Qin Ming was rated at five and a half stars.

A whole star higher than his cousin.

A star and a half higher than talented individuals like Song Chuang and Yang Rou.

In the system’s assessment, his rating was the highest.

The system described him as a true prodigy—steady, grand, able to bend without breaking in adversity, capable of handling humiliation, assessing situations, and possessing the audacity and courage to dominate once he’s risen to power.

Even more valuable was his keen intuition, guiding him to make the most accurate choices. Packed with dynamic action and decisiveness, he could burn his boats and make a stunning debut.

If not for his slightly lacking fortune in finding the right opportunity, his rating would be even higher.

Eventually, the system’s assessment of him was: "Jinling is no small pond for such a dragon, who upon encountering storm and cloud transforms."

Chen Yan always felt as if the system was driving him, but he had no proof.

Nevertheless, this made Chen Yan, who was already favorable towards Qin Ming, even more eager to have him under his command.

Seeing such confidence in Qin Ming, Chen Yan patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Alright, work hard. I have high hopes for you."

"Like you said, you’re still inexperienced. Prove yourself with some achievements. I’m keeping the vice president position open for you."

He paused before adding, "Also, I’ve set aside a portion of the company’s original shares just for you."

"It all depends on your performance whether you can get them."

Hearing Chen Yan’s words, Qin Ming’s eyes lit up.

His keen sixth sense detected that Chen Yan was serious.

And he, who had been searching for an opportunity for twenty years, had a strong premonition: Perhaps, this was the biggest chance of his lifetime!

As Chen Yan and Qin Ming were talking, Zhao Ying and He Mengxue also arrived one after the other.

The two women had distinct auras.

Zhao Ying was like an ethereal wind, carefree, indifferent to everything. Her dark, bright eyes were pure and clear, like water.

And He Mengxue was like a surging fire, with a passion and presence that seemed to burn everything. Every move she made had a charismatic influence over those around her.

But surprisingly, the two of them had quite a CP feel...

For example... during the meal...

He Mengxue glared at Zhao Ying with an aggressive look.

Zhao Ying tilted her head, curiously watching her.

He Mengxue, in a show of force, picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and gracefully offered it to Chen Yan, while Zhao Ying... just curiously watched her.

He Mengxue elegantly lowered her head to eat, and Zhao Ying... was still curiously watching her.

Her constant staring made He Mengxue uncomfortable.

Finally unable to bear it, He Mengxue frowned and shot Zhao Ying an annoyed look, asking, "Miss Zhao, why are you staring at me?"

Zhao Ying innocently said, "I heard you have a secret."

"Cough, cough. Cough, cough," Chen Yan, seated at the head of the table, nearly choked on his porridge.

Qin Ming quickly passed him a tissue.