After the meeting, Shen Peng, Zhu Hu, Lei Jun, and Guo Changguang exchanged smiling glances, sitting steady as if they were calm anglers waiting for their catch.
They were well aware that they would inevitably be randomly selected because strength, too, is a form of luck.
In contrast, the investors of fund number one were in a panic like old dogs, each seeking out Meng Changkun, hoping he could put in a good word for them.
Someone said, "With your relationship with Mr. Lu, if we together subscribe for three shares, that shouldn't be too big of a problem, right?"
"Three shares might be a bit too few, let's try to get five," another person suggested, as three shares were not quite enough to go around for the eleven of them.
Meng Changkun's face showed difficulty, internally struggling, as he confidently said, "I'll do my best."
He dared not tell everyone the news of his deteriorating relationship with Lu Liang, because once he did, he would inevitably be squeezed out.
