Chapter 39

Last night's ambiguity and hidden feelings made Summer Mu feel uneasy. Early this morning, Beck called her into the office alone again.

In broad daylight, she wasn't afraid of what he would do, so she walked in with a serious expression and said, "Beck, what's up?"

"There's a 'Q Entrepreneurship Cafe' near Q Square. You've been running around there recently."

Summer Mu paused for a moment and said, "Entrepreneurial café?"

Beck replied, "Yes. You should know that the company is in talks about venture capital. There are naturally more and more channels to obtain excellent investment. Q Entrepreneurship Cafe is very famous in the business district. Many entrepreneurs go there to seek investment, and there are also many angel investors and officials lurking there."

Summer Mu: "Do you want me to look for investments?"

Beck took a sip of coffee and said, "With your eloquence, how could you possibly find the investment I'm looking for? However, F is about to enter the real estate industry, so it's good for you to familiarize yourself with the L City business district and get familiar with it."

Summer Mu: "... Oh."

Beck looked up at her and said, "Q Cafe is quite far away. I'll drive you there tomorrow."

Summer Mu wanted to say no, but he picked up the document and lowered his head to start reading. She bit her lip and walked out.

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The next day, Beck really drove and waited downstairs at the hotel to take Summer Mu to the coffee shop.

At this time, it was already deep winter, and although there was no snow in L City, the air was so humid and cold that it seemed to soak into one's bones. As soon as Summer Mu came downstairs, she saw him, a black Cayenne, with the car window rolling down. He sat there lazily, wearing sunglasses and exuding a hint of coldness. It was the ideal lover that the vast majority of women fantasize about.

Summer Mu looked a bit stunned, walked over and opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and instead smiled, "Beck, you're the boss. Waiting for me like this has made you look like a driver."

Beck started the car and replied, "What's wrong with me being your driver?"

Summer Mu's heart trembled at the sound. There were still some faintly suppressed thoughts in my heart, and for a moment, my mind was in chaos. But soon she restrained her thoughts, thinking that illusions and vague things that tempted her were all illusions. Just think that Beck was going crazy these days.

She turned her head and looked out the window, staying out of the matter. Beck glanced at her slightly red but calm profile, feeling a bit hesitant to take action. He had never done anything like chasing girls before. Wherever he used to go, girls would flock to him. He hadn't even glanced at it yet. But her evasion today was actually because he was too arrogant and ruthless back then. It was he who bore the consequences of his own actions, and now he can only act slowly to trap her step by step.

"Open the partition, there's breakfast inside. "he said.

Summer Mu paused for a moment and pulled open the partition in front of the seat, revealing two sandwiches inside.

"Eat it. "he said lightly.

 "Oh, thank you. "Summer Mu opened one and ate it, then opened another and handed it to him while waiting for the traffic light. He held it in one hand, took two bites, and handed it to her while driving. When the next light came, she handed it to him again. After repeating this several times, Beck's heart unexpectedly developed a strange and peculiar sweetness. He looked up at the flowing traffic ahead and smiled.

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Although Beck's intimacy with her had been somewhat inappropriate these days, upon arriving at the Entrepreneurial Cafe, he left her alone in this unfamiliar place and drove away without looking back.

Summer Mu surveyed this place. This was a relatively remote and quiet corner of Q Square. In front of the door, there were several big Chinese parasol trees with dark blue door faces. The sign at the door was direct: "Q Entrepreneurship Cafe". There were several people sitting inside, all dressed in suits and leather shoes.

Summer Mu took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and walked in. Today, she was no longer the youthful and inexperienced she used to be. A simple and dignified professional outfit, with long hair tied at the back of the head, and carrying an expensive bag in the hand. So when she walked in, nothing out of personality noticed her, and the waiter behind the bar smiled at her.

She walked over. The waiter smiled and said, "What would you like to drink?" She looked at the menu and found that the signature coffee was only ten dollars. This location, this kind of decoration, the price was really cheap. She couldn't help but feel fond of this place and ordered a cup of coffee.

The waiter asked while making coffee, "Is this your first time here?"

"Well, yes."

"Are you bringing the project or the funds?"

Summer Mu was somewhat surprised. It seemed that the young and refined man in front of her was not an ordinary waiter. She replied, "Bring the project."

The young man smiled and said, "Okay. Our boss will come down later, you can talk to her. Maybe we can give you a chance to introduce you. Look, those people sitting here are all talking about the project. Good luck."

"Thank you."

Summer Mu found a corner and sat down, slowly sipping her coffee. Thinking to Beck that sending her to this place was really a broadening of horizons and interesting. She had already started to enjoy this task.

After waiting for a while, a woman came down with a few young men. The waiter behind the bar gave a glance to Summer Mu. Summer Mu was surprised and didn't expect the coffee shop owner to be a woman. The few people were whispering all the way, and Summer Mu watched as the woman sent the young people out. She turned around and saw Summer Mu. Summer Mu also smiled at her, and when she approached, she politely said, "Hello, Sister Helen."

 This Miss X was the owner of this coffee shop. The waiter just told Summer Mu that everyone called her that.

Helen looked at the young girl in front of her, smiled, and sat down across from her.

Summer Mu also looked at her. Chaotic by heart, she was a lady with a very elegant appearance. Although she was in his thirties, her appearance was still delicate, especially her clear eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts. She was wearing light makeup and dressed appropriately without losing comfort, which made her feel gentle and comfortable. Facing her so mature and sophisticated, Summer Mu felt a little restrained and reached out to laugh, "I am Summer Mu

Summer Mu... "Helen shook hands with her and whispered her name with a smile in his eyes." The right-hand man of Beck from F Company, who has been in the limelight recently?"

Summer Mu was taken aback, never expecting her to know about herself as a small person: "Ah... yes. Do you actually know me?" Her eyes sparkled.

Helen chuckled and said, "Beck is so famous in L City now, so naturally many people know about you. Mr. Mu, why did you come to this coffee shop?"

Summer Mu hurriedly said, "Just call me Mu, or call me Summer."

"Okay, Summer, "her tone was incredibly gentle.

Originally, Summer Mu came here not intending to reveal her identity from the beginning, but to observe and even probe first. After all, F was like Helen said now, a big tree attracts wind. She said from the beginning that she came to seek investment partners, who knew what kind of people it would attract? But she didn't expect the other party to even know her name, and with a good impression of her, she calmly said, "Sister Helen, F is now seeking further development. So the boss sent me here to see if there are suitable investors who can cooperate with F. Of course, he also wants me to represent F and familiarize myself with the circle of L City. But this is my first time here, and I don't know how to start."

Helen nodded and said, "It's good that your boss has such a heart. L city has its own business district atmosphere, centuries old culture, and many companies have complicated relationships. Since you are involved in it, you can integrate and understand more, and naturally develop more smoothly. Others will not easily make things difficult for you anymore."

This statement was somewhat smug, and Summer Mu even realized that the female owner of the coffee shop in front of her had great intelligence. And she can open such a coffee shop in L city, so the background was naturally not simple. She nodded involuntarily and said, "Well, that's a good point. I'll tell him when I go back."

 Helen was amused by her and said, "Okay, you can sit here for now and wander around. The room inside has a lot of information about other entrepreneurial teams and projects, all of which are very interesting. Today, we don't organize any activities here, but every month, we have themed forums and corner events. Entrepreneurs can give detailed introductions to their projects. Some investors will also come, especially angel investors. Sometimes government officials will come for private inquiries because the government also cares about and values entrepreneurs. Of course, whether you can impress them or not depends on yourself. You can go back and prepare the materials. When the next event is held, I will have someone notify you in advance. Is it okay?"

Of course, Summer Mu said, "Okay."

Helen went straight upstairs. So Summer Mu stayed in this cafe for most of the day. Although there was no substantial gain, she truly saw many people's entrepreneurial ideas and progress, and also chatted with a few other young people for a while. It felt like opening a new window, with flower buds waiting quietly on the ground outside.

In the evening, as she stepped out of the cafe under the afterglow of the sunset, her mood was a brand new sense of pleasure and joy. She was forced to hastily step into a life and death mall when she was at J Supermarket. The commercial and cultural atmosphere in which Beck followed him to conquer the north and south had always been one of competition and profit seeking. Even whether it's M, her, or Beck.

But today, she was exposed to a completely new business culture. This completely idealized business atmosphere actually existed. Some people did not seek returns, calculations, or profit struggles as their goal, but instead provided an open platform for entrepreneurs to showcase themselves and for investors to find their desired projects. A true platform that helped entrepreneurs develop.

She thought it was because her vision was too narrow in the past, she was too observant of the sky from the bottom of a well. Did people who truly have a broad mind and courage to succeed in business actually had a greater sense of social responsibility?

 So she thought of Beck again. Was he such a person? Thinking of all the things he usually said: 'Wherever the huge profits are, I go.' 'The clothing industry has huge profits, why don't I pick them?' It's really difficult for Summer Mu to associate him with a sense of social responsibility. But thinking that he was determined to let her come and experience this coffee director, Summer Mu felt that his thoughts were actually deeper and unfathomable.

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R Group was founded by Mr. Z in 1983 and lasted for more than 30 years. The current leader was Wilson, the second son of Z. However, the eldest son and the third son only managed a non core small company under the group, fading out of the L business district.

R's main businesses were real estate, clothing, and home manufacturing, with an annual turnover of over 10 billion dollars. It was the leading taxpayer in the local area of L City. Among them, real estate was particularly important. Non local real estate developers had repeatedly attempted to seize the market from R, but under Wilson's leadership, they had never succeeded.

Wilson was 40 years old this year, but he got married late and his son was only three years old. From the outside, he appeared to be a sharp and agile man. He liked to wear casual clothes and didn't like to wear suits. But he really enjoyed extreme sports. He had climbed Mount Everest and played bungee jumping in racing. As long as he take a break, he might go hiking with a group of young backpackers somewhere. He only like to drink the strongest vodka and the most fragrant wine. But in his work, he was also very refined and approachable, and when he talked to people, he was gentle, making you feel like you were in the spring breeze. And he takes good care of himself, looking only in his thirties. He also kept his family and work separate, and his wife, the daughter of a well-known conglomerate, rarely appeared in the company. So there were many female colleagues in the group who had romantic feelings for him and wanted to develop a real or fake, physical or spiritual relationship with him. However, it was rumored that although he might have a one night stand with well-known female anchors or small celebrities, he had always been easy to get together and disperse, treating each other well, but had never stayed for any woman.

The news of Beck's acquisition of a real estate company and entry into this industry was not a secret. Moreover, his F had caused a significant decline in sales of R Clothing Division in recent months, and there were naturally people in the Group Strategy Department and Marketing Department specifically monitoring his movements.

So just a few days after Beck took action, a detailed report was already sent to R headquarters.

On that day, R, General Manager of the Real Estate Division of R Group, after reading the report, felt that although F was small, he should not be taken lightly. So he immediately asked to see Wilson.

"Mr. Wilson, Beck is quite crazy. He's so bold that he's going to challenge us. The government will release several new plots of land next month, and he's likely to join as well."

 In the winter of 2008, it was also a cold winter for the national real estate industry, and the government provided less land. Apart from companies like R, which had outstanding strength, there were not many companies that had the courage to compete for land acquisition now.

At that time, Wilson was sitting behind the desk, smoking a strong flavored cigar, but he smiled and said, "This young man has something interesting. Let him come. In the market, competition is what makes it interesting."