Inside the restaurant, Director Ni ate a light meal. "To be honest, Sanfeng Capital is quite strong, and they are also interested in establishing various associations. If you are anxious to get an investment, I can introduce Shen Fei to you. You can discuss the details."

Yu Jinrong pondered for a long time, then suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Old Ni, where does Shen Fei's money come from?"

"Hehe, you have a good sense about these things." Director Ni suddenly smiled.

"I've heard some things about this person. It seems like he's from Hua District…?"

"Yes." Director Ni interrupted, "There are rumors that his group has a mysterious Eastern background. But the capital circle lacks nothing more than rumors. These words… are unverified and shouldn't be taken seriously."

Yu Jinrong blinked, "Forget it then."

"You have concerns?" Director Ni asked softly, "I think it's like this, if you really need money, we can talk about it first. Even if his Sanfeng Capital really has a political background, we can always terminate the cooperation in the future. When attracting investment, getting the money is the priority."

"To be honest, I really want to get investment quickly, but this association thing can't be about taking milk from anyone who offers it." Yu Jinrong joked, "If Sanfeng Group is really related to the old country, then seeking investment from Shen Fei is no different from courting death. After all, we're working under the political system of Zone A, and we want to establish a non-governmental organization, an association. Once we introduce money from the opposing zone, the nature of it completely changes. We might even lose our heads."

"That's true, the association thing is indeed very sensitive, it's different from normal investment promotion, it has a certain political color." Director Ni nodded.

"Exactly, this matter requires not only capital to examine us, but we also have to examine the financiers." Yu Jinrong waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, I'll just think of a solution myself."

"Your project has a long way to go, Old Yu!" Director Ni was straightforward, raising his glass and saying, "My current situation isn't good, so I can only wish you smooth sailing."

"Haha, good, let's just treat today as a reunion in Zone A, and not talk about official business." Yu Jinrong clinked glasses with Director Ni, "Come on, cheers."

After speaking, everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.

…

Yu Jinrong really wanted to get investment quickly, but after all, he came from a military and political family, and he was very sensitive to political factors in some matters. Because for his kind of family, they couldn't afford to make any political mistakes. Otherwise, one wrong step could lead to eternal damnation.

Yu Jinrong had heard of Sanfeng Group and Shen Fei. He had heard An Qiqi's father mention the other party and knew that this person came from a wealthy family in Hua District, with a very complicated personal background.

Yu Jinrong definitely wouldn't be able to completely understand such a boss and the complex funding structure of Sanfeng Group in a short period of time, so the risk of rashly discussing cooperation was too great.

After a simple meal, the money was still unfound.

In the next two days, Su Tianyu, Bai Hongbo, and others followed Yu Jinrong around, talking to three more venture capitalists, but the results were not ideal.

Most commercial capital groups now focus on short-term profits. If they really want to engage in long-term investments, they are willing to invest in projects such as real estate, people's livelihood, and coastal trade.

For example, a coastal Chinese city like Dragon City has certain special characteristics, so the foreseeable opportunities in the future must be the expansion of the new district, the improvement of urban infrastructure, and the coastal trade that will definitely take off. These are all long-term investments, but the dividends are visible, and the only thing to do is to wait for the transition of time.

But many other types of long-term investments are full of uncertainty. For example, investing in Dragon City's border trade, currently it seems that the Xinnaluo government is on good terms with Zone A, and the future is promising, but you might spend five years just opening up various channels and the benefits are not bad, but suddenly the higher-ups have a falling out with Xinnaluo, or the local government disintegrates, wouldn't that be completely ruined?

Whether it's Zone A, Dragon City, or even the whole world, the current political situation is unstable. Major districts are rising one after another, and the flames of war are spreading. Today may be sunny, and tomorrow may be windy and rainy. No one is a god, how can they predict the future?

Therefore, short-term investment is currently very popular with capital. Although the rate of return is lower, the risk can be controlled.

In two days, Yu Jinrong's talks with the three venture capitalists were not very ideal, but he was not in a hurry. Because finding money is a two-way street. One aspect is that the capital is willing to invest in you, and the other aspect is that Old Yu has to figure out whether the capital is reliable. Otherwise, if he gets a lame partner, the association may not even be established before it splits internally.

…

This evening.

Yu Jinrong was sitting in the study of the apartment, continuing to make phone calls, while Yu Mingyuan and his cousin went out to visit neighbors.

Su Tianyu had nothing to do, so he sat on the sofa in the living room, fiddling with his phone.

Next to him, Wa Wa was watching a melodramatic variety show, occasionally letting out a cackling laugh like a madam.

Across from him, Bai Hongbo sat on the sofa on the left, his cheeks facing the ceiling at a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes as melancholy as a poet.

On the edge of the sofa on the right, An Qiqi, with her beautiful hair up, wearing pajamas, her two fair and slender legs crossed, held a pillow and stared at the ground in a daze.

Su Tianyu finished fiddling with his phone, and when he looked up, he saw the pathetic looks of An Qiqi and Da Bai, and his mood became depressed.

This business trip was originally a good thing for the company, but Su Tianyu happened to meet two colleagues who were like burdens.

Da Bai had not yet come out of the Bai Hongtao incident, and An Qiqi didn't know what serious illness she had contracted, always looking glum, as if someone owed her eight million.

With teammates like this, just looking at them makes you feel down, and you can't help but want to cry a few times. How can we talk about this matter?

Su Tianyu blinked, got up and walked across to the other side, bent down and sat next to An Qiqi.

An Qiqi slowly raised her head, her expression like the little girl in the horror movie "The Grudge," her eyes empty and asked, "What is it?"

"What's wrong with you?" Su Tianyu asked.

"Nothing." An Qiqi lowered her head again.

Su Tianyu paused for a moment, "I'll take you to a fun place, do you want to go?"

"Not in the mood."

"A place to drink heavily and smoke opium, do you want to go?" Su Tianyu asked again.

When An Qiqi heard this, she raised her head again, "Drinking?"

"Yes, a very cool place!" Su Tianyu nodded.

Before An Qiqi could speak, Bai Hongbo suddenly sat up, "Drink! Let's go, let's go drink!"

"You scared the shit out of me!" Su Tianyu scolded Da Bai, winked at An Qiqi, "Are you going?!"

An Qiqi threw away the pillow and put on her slippers, "I'm going to change my clothes."

"I'm going too, I'm going too," Wa Wa got up excitedly, "Take me with you!"

"Okay, let's go!" Su Tianyu also slowly got up, "It just so happens that I want to see a few friends this time, let's go together."

"You have friends here?!" Wa Wa was a little surprised.

"Of course, I used to be a soldier and go to school here." Su Tianyu replied.

"Okay, soldier brother, let me dress up a bit." Wa Wa waved her little hand and ran upstairs quickly.

Half an hour later, the group drove away from the apartment and went to an area where Su Tianyu used to hang out often.

…

Dragon City.

Gu Tongshan sat in his office, writing calligraphy, and said softly to Nick, "Just do as you said."