Picking Up Fragments

Here is the sentence-by-sentence translation in English:

"You can't come up with the money? I'll provide it. Whatever amount you can contribute, we'll split the investment according to the money we put in. It's settled then," said Jiang Siming, immediately changing the topic. He then seriously said to Principal Wang, "I want to talk to you about a business that makes even more money. Are you interested in hearing about it?"

"More money? After I invest in 'Bixin,' will I even have money left to do anything else with you? I'm not like you, making 30 billion from a stock deal," Principal Wang sneered.

Jiang Siming wasn't even as rich as Wang at first, but when D&G collapsed, he seized the opportunity to make a fortune. Principal Wang, who once envied him, even thought about asking his father to acquire Jiang Siming's Yinghuan Financial.

"So this business isn't something I want to talk to you about," Jiang Siming smiled.

"Then why the hell are you telling me about it?" Principal Wang gave him the middle finger.

Jiang Siming didn't care and replied, "This business is something I want to talk to your dad about."

"Talk to my dad? Buddy, I'm not hiding anything from you, my dad isn't interested in projects worth only a few billion anymore."

"I'm not talking about a project worth just a few billion. This project is worth almost 50 billion in total. Surely your dad would be interested, right?"

"Holy shit! 50 billion? A 50 billion startup? How much would it need to profit? Are you kidding me? You only have a bit more than 20 billion, right?" Principal Wang didn't believe it.

Jiang Siming couldn't be bothered to explain and handed two documents to Principal Wang.

After reading them, Principal Wang's face completely changed.

"Bro, are you a devil? How do you even have port land and a Macau casino license?!"

These two items are priceless, and together they could easily sell for 50 billion, and even his dad would jump at the opportunity to buy them.

Jiang Siming lit a Liqun cigarette and took a comfortable drag.

Panicking, Principal Wang slammed the table and urged, "Say something already!"

"Say what?" Jiang Siming replied casually.

"You damn... hurry up and speak, or I'll stay in your company all day!"

Principal Wang was getting desperate.

Jiang Siming stopped toying with him and said, "You don't need to worry about where these things came from. They're completely legal, and I got them from a billionaire. Now, I'm just asking if your dad is interested."

"I can't give you a guarantee right now. I'll call my dad and get back to you," Principal Wang said, reluctantly putting the documents back into the folder, handing them back to Jiang Siming with a look of regret.

"By the way, if we cooperate, how do you want to work it? You don't expect me to just hand over these two documents and have my dad work for you, right?"

Jiang Siming wasn't being polite and nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Principal Wang immediately flipped him off and sneered, "Please act like a human being!"

Jiang Siming smiled and accepted the comment, still playing the role of the detached boss.

"I've finished talking about today's matters. I'm leaving now."

Principal Wang, who had initially planned to chat and maybe have lunch with Jiang Siming, had no appetite now. His confidence about the investment in 'Bixin' was shattered. Not only did he become a small shareholder, but Jiang Siming was the big shareholder. He had spent so long carefully considering his project, only for Jiang Siming to dismiss it, instead pulling out two projects worth far more, projects that even his father would want.

His project now seemed like a freebie.

Can you imagine how disheartened Principal Wang must have felt?

To be honest, Principal Wang considered himself among the top rich second-generation elites. He had his own business and a fortune of several billion. Other than the initial 500 million his dad gave him when starting out, he had never asked for more money from his family. Over the years, he had turned that 500 million into tens of billions, and his father had even shown some approval.

But now, Jiang Siming's appearance had delivered a tough lesson, showing him that there were always people more capable than you.

With a sour expression, Principal Wang left the Yinghuan building and flew to Beijing that same day to meet his father at the Wanda headquarters.

"You're telling me your friend has land at Xiaoyang Mountain Port and a Macau casino license? Can you confirm this is true?" After hearing his son's story, Wang Jianlin was genuinely interested.

Here is the sentence-by-sentence translation in English:

Principal Wang picked up his father's teacup, took a sip to quench his thirst, and said, "It's true. He's the chairman and founder of Yinghuan Financial. I've read all the documents, and both the land and the casino license have official government paperwork. It's impossible to be fake."

"Then this person really does have some ability," Wang Jianlin praised. This was the first time he had ever praised one of his son's friends.

In the past, he had looked down on all of his son's friends, even Qin Fen, who was also a super-rich second-generation heir.

Principal Wang felt extremely proud, and the lemons he had eaten with Jiang Siming were unexpectedly comforted here with his father's approval.

"So how does he plan to cooperate with us, Wanda?"

"He said he'll only provide these two documents. The rest of the matters will be fully handled by us. And he wants to hold 70% of the shares," said Principal Wang.

"Ridiculous! Where in the world would there be such a good deal?" Wang Jianlin immediately dismissed it.

He also wanted to take back what he just praised Jiang Siming for. This guy was asking for too much, too greedy. Who could possibly agree to such terms? Only a fool would!

Principal Wang shrugged and said, "He said if we disagree, it's fine. We can collaborate next time. He'll find someone else for these two projects."

"This..." Wang Jianlin was choked up.

If it were a regular project, he would have already told them to get lost.

But these two projects, neither of which were easy to obtain, and if done well, could lead to two extremely profitable industries.

A legal casino and ship transport, with Shanghai as the transport location—a major metropolis—Wang Jianlin couldn't even figure out how these two projects could possibly lose money. The only answers he got were profits, huge profits!

If he missed this opportunity, he might never get another chance like it. Even Wang Jianlin himself couldn't get these two items unless he was willing to forgo the cost.

Now, with the opportunity right in front of him, Wang Jianlin couldn't possibly let it go.

He believed that if he refused, there would be a whole group of Chinese tycoons willing to invest in Jiang Siming.