novelraw Chapter 021 The Perfect Control Group
Chapter 021 The Perfect Control Group
University A Campus Café.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The atmosphere was somewhat serious around the long table by the window.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the blinds, cutting into strips of light that fell onto the pile of documents on the desk.
Jiang Ci sat in the main seat.
He wasn't wearing glasses, and he was twirling a black pen in his hand.
He was focused, occasionally making a few circles or marks on the documents.
A girl was sitting opposite him.
She wore a well-tailored beige suit jacket over a silk shirt.
Long, straight black hair, light makeup.
She exudes an intellectual and capable elite aura.
Lin Wan.
A talented woman from the Finance Department of University A, and the vice president of the student union.
She is also the "official couple" in the original book who fought alongside Jiang Ci and almost ended up together.
"Jiang Ci, the Department of Industry-University Cooperation has approved the incubation plan for 'Limitless'."
Lin Wan's voice was steady, her pace moderate, and her professionalism evident.
She pushed a thick business plan in front of Jiang Ci.
"This is the feedback I received after initial discussions with several investors. If you are willing to accept the school's incubation guidance, you can get an additional 20% in seed funding."
Zhang Annian and Jia Pengxiu, who were standing nearby, were stunned.
Those of them who work in technology find this kind of business negotiation the most troublesome.
But in Lin Wan's words, these complicated terms became clear and logical.
"It's not just about money."
Lin Wan smiled confidently, pointing her finger at the document. "I can also help you connect with several top media outlets in Beijing. This is an invaluable resource for a startup team."
Jiang Ci stopped twirling his pen.
He opened the project proposal and glanced at it.
That was really well done.
With detailed data and rigorous logic, Limitless's commercial value has been fully explored.
Thanks.
Jiang Ci closed the document, his tone polite yet distant, "The plan is good. But I don't plan to change the equity structure."
"That's negotiable."
Lin Wan leaned forward, a barely perceptible fervor in her eyes. "I'm on your side. Jiang Ci, you know my capabilities. As long as we cooperate..."
"Ring ring—"
The sound of wind chimes outside the café interrupted this conversation, which was full of tension related to "intellectualism".
Wen Ning pushed open the door and came in.
She was carrying two cups of fully sweetened bubble tea.
Her freshly done nails sparkled, and the tassels on her skirt swayed as she walked.
She spotted the group of people at the window immediately.
Or rather, he saw the woman sitting face-to-face with Jiang Ci, chatting happily.
Wen Ning stopped in her tracks.
That scene was so harmonious.
The men are handsome and the women are beautiful.
One is aloof and wise, the other is intellectual and generous.
The table was covered with business documents in English and data, and the air was filled with technical jargon that only intelligent people could understand.
Wen Ning looked down at the milk tea in her hand.
Suddenly I felt like a primary school student who had wandered into the adult world.
Out of place.
It's even a bit redundant.
Is this Lin Wan?
That legendary woman who could keep up with Jiang Ci's pace?
Wen Ning pursed her lips.
A strange emotion welled up inside me.
Although she's a drama queen and a pretty face, even a pretty face has self-awareness.
She really couldn't help Jiang Ci's career; she would only cause trouble.
【alarm!】
[Host, a rival has appeared!]
[The system has detected that the "Perfect Control Group" is online. Please execute the task immediately!]
[Task objective: Show your generosity (actually, show you don't care). Give them space, leave voluntarily, and let them be alone!]
[Task script: "It seems you have important business to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer."]
Wen Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
Just right.
She didn't want to stay here as a third wheel; it made her feel suffocated.
She adjusted her expression.
With that carefree smile on her face, she walked over in her high heels.
"Jiang Ci."
She approached.
He put the cup of milk tea with a thick layer of milk foam on the table.
With a "snap".
The milk tea cup and the business documents were crammed together, looking somewhat out of place.
Lin Wan's words were interrupted.
She looked up and glanced at Wen Ning.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which quickly turned into a polite but distant smile.
"This must be... Junior Wen? I've heard so much about you."
Wen Ning ignored her.
She looked at Jiang Ci and pointed to the milk tea:
"I bought this for you."
Jiang Ci looked up at her.
His originally cold expression softened the moment he saw her.
He reached for the milk tea: "Why did you come over?"
"Just passing by."
Wen Ning took a step back, avoiding his hand that was trying to grab hers.
She glanced at Lin Wan, then at the documents on the table.
Her acting skills are on point.
"Looks like you're talking about a deal worth hundreds of millions."
Wen Ning shrugged, with an expression that said, "I'm not interested at all."
"That's perfect, I have an appointment with Tian Tian to get her nails done. You two chat, I won't disturb you."
Done.
She turned and left.
The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
It seemed that Jiang Ci was less important to her than getting her nails done.
Lin Wan's smile deepened slightly.
sensible.
As expected, she was just a pretty face, showing no interest in Jiang Ci's career and offering no help whatsoever.
however.
Wen Ning had just taken a step.
My wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Powerful.
She was forced to stop and turn around.
Jiang Ci remained seated in his chair, without getting up.
But his long, strong hand gripped her wrist tightly.
His face darkened.
"Where to?"
he asks.
Wen Ning hesitated for a moment: "Going to get my nails done...aren't you guys busy?"
"not busy."
Jiang Ci is blatantly lying.
There were dozens of pages of business plans spread out on the table, and there were also investors' representatives eyeing the table with predatory intent.
"sit down."
He commanded without room for argument.
"But there are no seats left..."
Wen Ning pointed to the four-person table.
Jiang Ci, Lin Wan, Jia Pengxiu, and Zhang Annian filled the seats.
Jiang Ci released his grip.
He raised his foot and kicked Jia Pengxiu, who was engrossed in eating dessert next to him.
"Go to the table over there."
Jia Pengxiu: "?"
He still had half a piece of cake stuffed in his mouth and looked completely bewildered.
"Brother Ci, I'm really getting into it..."
"Go to the side."
Jiang Ci repeated it.
His eyes were cold and icy.
Jia Pengxiu understood instantly.
He picked up the plate and quickly rolled it to the next table.
"Alright! Sister-in-law, please have a seat! The view is great from here!"
The space is now available.
Right next to Jiang Ci.
Right next to each other.
"sit."
Jiang Ci patted the empty seat.
He took the cup of milk tea with his other hand, inserted the straw, and took a sip.
Her brows furrowed slightly (too sweet), but she didn't relax them.
My girlfriend is quite clingy.
Jiang Ci turned his head and looked at Lin Wan, whose smile was somewhat stiff.
His tone was calm, yet it conveyed a sense of asserting sovereignty.
"She'll throw a tantrum if I don't let her watch over her."
Wen Ning: "..."
Who's being clingy?
Who's throwing a tantrum?
I was clearly leaving!
But under Jiang Ci's gaze.
She dared not refute it.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and, like a deserter who had been captured, reluctantly sit down.
Under the table.
A warm, large hand reached out.
He took her slightly cold hand, which was resting on her knee.
I pinched it.
"Be good."
He said in a low voice.
"Finish your milk tea before you leave."
Wen Ning was forced to sit down.
Across from her, Lin Wan's gaze had already quietly settled on her.
The light brushed delicately over her gleaming nails and swaying skirt, finally settling on the cup of milk tea.
As the sunlight moved, it refracted a dazzling light onto the plastic cup.
Wen Ning lowered her eyes, feeling that the air here was so thin it was suffocating, and the atmosphere seemed somewhat subtle.
Just as she was about to pull her hand back.
Under the table.
A warm, large hand covered hers and held her fingertips tightly.
Jiang Ci's fingers tightened in her palm, increasing the pressure.
That was a reassurance.
It is also a signal that we cannot back down.