aircannonsinc Chapter 386 Latin America is passionate, Eastern Europe is profound; the ancients were right!
Chapter 386 Latin America is passionate, Eastern Europe is profound; the ancients were right!
Fang Yu's judgment was indeed correct; this mysterious "Old Ye" had an unfathomable background.
An eighteen-year-old youth can decide the flow of hundreds of millions of dollars with a few words, showing more confidence and power than the son of the richest man!
Ye Fan didn't urge him any further, leisurely enjoying the delicate pastry that Irina spooned to his lips, as if they had just discussed not a business deal worth hundreds of millions, but tomorrow's breakfast.
A brief silence fell over the private room.
Wang Congcong frowned, his mind racing as he weighed the equity structure, control, funding needs, and the potential for future capital injections.
A few minutes later, he raised his head, his eyes becoming sharp and clear:
"Old Ye, my initial plan is that PandaTV's initial phase will require a total investment of at least 20 billion. I currently plan to invest 15 billion, taking a 75% stake. The remaining 25%, or 5 million, was originally intended to be shared with a few trustworthy brothers to diversify the risk and solidify the alliance."
He paused, his gaze fixed on Ye Fan, and said with emphasis, "However, if you have a higher share, I can allocate some more from my side!"
This is the greatest concession he can make in terms of sincerity.
Ye Fan smiled, not directly answering the question about the share, but instead asking, "Have you found someone to share this 25% yet?"
A bitter smile appeared on Wang Congcong's face:
"Sigh, don't even mention it! Those scoundrels I'm close to in Beijing just recently poured all their money into some newly opened clubs, and they're not exactly cash-handling material right now. I came all the way south to Jiangnan this time to chat with my friends here. I also had plans to go to Shanghai, but I haven't been there yet. That's why I came to Nanjing first to try my luck and run into you."
Ye Fan nodded knowingly, and without further hesitation, made the decision: "Alright! Then you don't need to make a special trip to Shanghai. I'll take care of the remaining 25%! 5 million, not a penny less."
"Really?" Wang Congcong was so surprised that he almost jumped up from his chair. He was overwhelmed with joy, but he was Wang Congcong after all. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
Ye Fan raised his hand to signal him to calm down, adding in a formal, businesslike tone:
"Rest assured, the commitment remains unchanged. We will not interfere in management or decision-making. As for the specific operations, I will have 'Red Bean Capital'—an investment company under my name—handle the shareholding. They will send a representative to discuss all legal documents and investment details with your team."
This demonstrates both professionalism and the ability to maintain appropriate distance.
"Great! Old Ye!" Wang Congcong could no longer contain his excitement. He stood up excitedly, grabbed the decanter on the table, and filled his and Ye Fan's glasses with strong liquor.
He held the cup with both hands, his expression more solemn than ever before: "No more empty words, it's all in the wine! I, Wang Congcong, will remember this kindness! From now on, whenever you need my brother, I'll go through fire and water for you!"
Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head back and drank the spicy liquid in one gulp, displaying great heroic spirit!
Ye Fan also stood up with a smile and drank the wine in his glass cleanly and efficiently.
The spiciness burned from his throat all the way to his stomach, but it also ignited the camaraderie between the men.
Looking at the spirited Wang Congcong before him, Ye Fan silently thought: "All I can do is provide sufficient resources and trust. As for whether PandaTV will become a giant or... repeat the same mistakes? Ultimately, you have to forge your own path."
Will the storms of the past life be weathered safely in this one?
He didn't know, but he chose to place his bet on this person; it was just an investment for Ye Fan.
After lunch, Ye Fan got up and left the table.
Irina and Valentina, like the most loyal shadows, immediately followed closely behind.
As soon as they stepped out of the restaurant's soundproof door, two strikingly different yet equally captivating exotic beauties naturally took Ye Fan's arms, one on each side.
Valentina tilted her head slightly, her emerald eyes shimmering with an undisguised, almost wild allure in the languid afternoon light.
Her wheat-colored skin radiated a healthy glow, and her body clung to Ye Fan like a twining vine. Her waist swayed gently with each step, conveying her full and elastic curves without reservation. Every inch of her skin rubbed against Ye Fan's skin carried a burning invitation.
On the other side, Irina, though not as outgoing and fiery as Valentina, boldly and directly stared at Ye Fan with her icy blue eyes. A faint blush rose on her cool face, and the corners of her tightly pursed lips turned up slightly. Her silent expectation was more impactful than any words.
Her fingertips gently brushed against the inside of Ye Fan's wrist, bringing a subtle, heart-fluttering tingling sensation.
The air seemed to heat up instantly, filled with a silent, exhilarating tension.
......
After the heavy, carved wooden door of the presidential suite was closed.
A lazy, JL-like afternoon flowed by in the private space.
From our first meeting last night to our passionate embrace now, less than 24 hours have passed.
Ye Fan felt as if he had undergone a profound baptism of "passion".
Valentina's fiery and unrestrained nature is like scorching lava.
Every time he led and wholeheartedly devoted himself to the cause, Ye Fan deeply felt the passionate genes of Latin America that were ingrained in his very being.
Her vitality and infectious energy are astonishing, like an inexhaustible flame.
Irina, on the other hand, is like the surging undercurrent beneath the frozen surface of a lake.
Initially cool and restrained, once ignited, its subtle yet surging passion is enough to overturn imagination, carrying the unique depth and resilience of Eastern Europe.
"Latin America is passionate, Eastern Europe is profound... The ancients were right..." Ye Fan sighed inwardly, feeling a slight fatigue and a great sense of satisfaction in his body during a break.
If it weren't for this reborn and strengthened body, I probably would have already repeated the same mistakes of "dedicating myself to the utmost" as in my previous life.
"Health is indeed the most essential asset for revolution!" He reaffirmed this truth.
Without this superhuman physique, no amount of wealth or ambition would amount to anything but a mirage.
Now, his robust physique gives him endless possibilities to be able to handle any "battlefield" with ease and freedom.
......
When everyone finally finished packing and was ready to leave the Heaven and Earth Villa, it was already late at night, and the stars and moon were high in the sky.
Wang Congcong did not choose to ride in the Alphard with Fang Yu and the others, but instead planned to go directly to the airport and take his private plane back to Beijing overnight.
Ye Fan's investment acted as a stabilizing force, freeing him from having to travel to Shanghai anymore.
At this moment, he walked with light steps, the long-standing solemnity between his brows completely disappeared, and the smile on his lips was a relaxed expression from the bottom of his heart, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted.