Ou Yunchen's secretary brought him his seventh cup of coffee today.
As she placed the coffee on his desk, the lunchbox that had been sitting untouched next to his computer since noon remained there. It was now past closing time.
Secretary: "Mr. Ou, would you like me to reheat that for you?"
Ou Yunchen finally looked up. He gazed at the lunchbox, realizing he had been too busy to eat lunch. He checked his watch; it was already six o'clock.
Ou Yunchen: "Go inform the second-tier market in the European department to convene a meeting."
The secretary nodded quickly.
Impromptu meetings were common in investment banks. Although there was a six-hour time difference with Europe, they had recently secured a major project, and everyone...
Secretary: "Mr. Ou, Hua Ming Capital said they need a prompt response."
Ou Yunchen let out a long sigh. He tossed the documents onto the table. He never would have imagined that Sister Lan would bring him such immense profit, along with equally enormous challenges.
If he refused to cooperate with Hua Ming Capital, he would lose an exceptional opportunity...
For an investment bank, opportunities were not always available. Other investment firms might have begged Hua Ming Capital to include them, even at a loss.
However, if he agreed to such terms, ATL would not be in a position of fair, mutual benefit as a strategic partner to Hua Ming Capital.
Ou Yunchen: "Summon all the MDs here."
Faced with Hua Ming Capital's assertive stance, Ou Yunchen had to discuss a more advantageous plan with everyone.
He wanted to make money, he wanted to maintain his dignity, and he also needed to repay favors!
—Ou Yunchen's recollection ends—