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After some overt and covert games, after squeezing out more benefits, the 25% equity released by the collision was divided up by the three big capitals, and Temei was finally out.

"You will regret it!" Temei's negotiator threw the table angrily, "You will regret it!"

I don't know who he is saying this to.

Anyway, everyone else turned their eyes elsewhere and didn't answer his words.

After the people from Temei withdrew, the four parties sat down again and signed the agreement. The transfer price was 1 million per 1000%, and the founders retained the right of first acquisition.

In other words, if investors want to withdraw their capital, Jiang Chenghui and Ning Xiang can give priority to acquiring the equity released by the other party.

In this way, Collision has become a large company with a valuation of one billion-although the number of employees does not even have a hundred.

"This is the first time I invested in the A round. I wish the founders would transfer all the shares in their hands. It's a pity that you are a group of very cunning guys." A seasoned veteran investor came over, He shook hands with Ning Xiang, "I can't help congratulating you young man again, your vision was very good back then."

Before the signing of the contract, the two fought for a long time without giving up an inch, but when the dust settled, the two parties became closely connected partners again, and they could chat and laugh happily when they turned their faces.

Ning Xiang, a young man who was not famous at first, also became famous in this negotiation. His cute baby face also left a deep impression on many people - not a very good impression.

Ning Xiang squinted his eyes and smiled: "If my boss is the kind of person who is willing to cash out and leave, it is impossible for the collision to develop into what it is now."

In general early-stage investment, investors mainly invest in people they fancy rather than projects, so there are usually clauses such as restrictions on the sale of founders’ shares or investors’ right to sell first.

The agreement that the founder has the first right of acquisition is usually a choice made by the absolute ambitious.

Jiang Chenghui is undoubtedly such an ambitious man, and under his influence, so is Ning Xiang.

The two young people seem to have a natural trust in each other, and no one can shake their trust in each other.

Capital once wanted to get better conditions by fanning the flames, but unfortunately, they could only admit in the end that it was easier for these two people to just treat them as one person.

The capital is eager to get all the shares and drive the founders out—unfortunately, they have no choice but to admit defeat in the face of Jiang Chenghui's steel-like will and Ning Xiang, who is as cunning as a fox.

These two young people are so sure about their future that even these old and cunning investors can't help but believe that they can really realize their ambitions.

Then, they actually believed it.

Once the agreement is reached, the funds will arrive within the agreed time.

Of course, there are various cross-industry cooperations that follow, but this is something to be considered later.

"Are we now... multi-millionaires?" Chen Xiwei asked his brother in disbelief.

A trace of disbelief appeared on Chen Chongyuan's usually steady face: "Well, it seems to be."

"Then should we sell our shares?" Chen Xiwei continued to ask in a low voice.

More than one investment institution has contacted them in private, and is willing to pay a higher price than the price to buy all the scattered shares in their hands.

"What do you think?" Chen Chongyuan glanced at his brother.

Chen Xiwei covered his pockets and shook his head without hesitation.

There was also a smile on Chen Chongyuan's face, and he looked at Ning Xiang who was talking and laughing with investors.

Although he did not agree to Ning Xiang's bet at the beginning, he still felt in his heart that he had probably lost.

Who would have thought that this seemingly foolish rich second generation turned out to be the one with the best vision among them?

Ning Xiang was also very happy at this time.

Although it was only a round of investment, Collision's valuation exceeded one billion in one fell swoop, which was faster than the speed in the dream.

Although there are accidental factors, no one can deny his great contribution here.

Ning Xiang was so proud that his small chest almost went up to the sky.

This sense of accomplishment was something he had never experienced before.

This is even more satisfying than the feeling of him directly becoming a billionaire—of course, turning one million into hundreds of millions in less than a year is also something to be proud of and boast about.

Ning Xiang has already planned with relish how to show off in front of the old man quietly.

Although his current net worth is a little worse than that of the old man, in terms of cash flow, he is probably stronger than the old man—this is also the advantage of Internet companies over physical companies.

After entertaining the investors, they also held a grand celebration banquet internally.

Downstairs of the office is a cafeteria. With a wave of his hand, Ning Xiang directly booked this restaurant, so that everyone can open up and eat.

Everyone cheered and swarmed downstairs.

Then, the young people started their carnival.

For everyone, this is indeed a big enough victory to cheer and celebrate.

Although the employees who came in later were not as lucky as Qian Cheng or Chen Xiwei brothers, several key employees had 0.1~0.5 points of restricted transfer of shares. The reward mechanism allows them to have something to look forward to.

After all, everyone knows at this time that the future of Collision is limitless, and as early employees, they also have a lot of opportunities for advancement.

Even if they can't get the rewards hanging over their heads for the time being, they still have enough reasons to cheer for the huge bonuses that are about to arrive.

There are some young people in the company, and they usually have a lot of fun. At this time, the red wine and white wine are opened all at once, and as they drink, the enthusiasm picks up.

They didn't have the courage to provoke Jiang Chenghui, and they had no fear of Ning Xiang, who was usually easy to talk to. At this moment, they all flocked to Ning Xiang's side, sipping wine to drink from the leader.

Ning Xiang was in a good mood, and he would not refuse anyone who came, so he drank from the wine glass.

But after only a few minutes of commotion, the big boss who always had a dark face suddenly appeared silently. He didn't speak, and just stood beside Ning Xiang, motionless.

At first, there were a few daring people who wanted to try to lift the tiger's beard, but they were swept away by Jiang Chenghui's death gaze, and their backs felt cold, and their feverish brains completely woke up.

They just remembered that Ning Xiang's good temper is true, but the boss's temper is not so good.

Most importantly, he also protects his weaknesses.

The most important thing is that he especially protects Ning Xiang's short.

After a while, everyone else scattered.

After drinking two cups, Ning Xiang felt that he hadn't gotten into the mood yet, when he realized that everyone around him had disappeared.

He was holding the glass, his blushing face hadn't receded due to excitement, and he still couldn't help but take a sip of the wine, and then he said to himself in doubt: "What's the matter, why did these boys run away? I haven't poured it back yet. Woolen cloth!"

Turning his head again, he was facing Jiang Chenghui's face.

Ning Xiang chuckled, raised the cup in his hand again, and asked the boss if he would like to have a drink with him.

Normally Ning Xiang would not have the guts, but today he is happy, so he doesn't have so many taboos.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chenghui took the cup readily.

The transparent wine exudes a rich aroma, but the more intoxicating one is the person beside him.

The two of them just drank two glasses with their heads covered.

Jiang Chenghui had a lot to say, but couldn't get it out.

Ning Xiang was thinking about something else.

He suddenly raised the cup in his hand, and happily asked Jiang Chenghui for credit: "Boss, my performance this time is not bad, right?"

Jiang Chenghui looked at Ning Xiang seriously, and nodded solemnly.

Ning Xiang started to laugh hehehe, and couldn't stop.

"I used to think I was a waste!" He said, wobbly trying to stand up straight, but finally leaned against the table next to him and did not move. "My father said I was a waste, and my stepmother looked at me like a waste." , my brother makes me feel that I am a waste, anyway, except for the money my mother left me, I am useless!"

He took another sip of wine, then continued to laugh.

"You're fine, they're all wrong." Jiang Chenghui looked at Ning Xiang's flushed cheeks, wanted to reach out, but held back.

"The boss has eyes!" Ning Xiang laughed again, "I think I have good eyes too!"

A gentle smile appeared on Jiang Chenghui's face: "Well, both of us have good eyesight."

Ning Xiang raised his glass again: "For our good vision, cheers!"

Jiang Chenghui held his cup, "You're almost drunk."

"Drunk?" Ning Xiang raised his eyebrows, "I claim to never pour a thousand cups, but I never know what it's like to be drunk!"

While boasting, the kid tried to prove that what he said was right. He staggered to stand up from the table again, but fell into Jiang Chenghui's arms with a stagger.

"It's really weird, why is the floor uneven?" Ning Xiang frowned and muttered strangely.

Jiang Chenghui was stunned for a moment at this young man who suddenly threw himself into his arms.

The young man was half a head shorter than him, and just fell into his arms. His body exuded a very light aroma of wine and a little bit of soap.

Just a little drunk that people like from the bottom of their hearts.

Jiang Chenghui restrained his brows, and helped the little drunk to stand up: "So I said, you are drunk."

"I... will not be drunk!" The drunk still refused to admit the reality, and still shook his hands vigorously, "My mind is very clear now, if you don't believe me, I will prove it to you right now."

The problem was, whenever he tried to stand upright, he swayed even more.

Jiang Chenghui was afraid that he would fall, so he could only support his shoulders: "Okay, okay, I trust you, there is no need to prove it."

Ning Xiang said a series of hehehehehe, and then said: "I knew it, the boss is the best."

When he said this, he was soaked in the smell of alcohol and stared at Jiang Chenghui unblinkingly with a little hazy black eyeballs, which made his heart itch.

Jiang Chenghui quickly moved his eyes away, not daring to look at him any longer.

Ning Xiang, however, was like a stubborn child, he had to make eye contact with each other.

He moved his head, as if playing an interesting game, and began to look for Jiang Chenghui's eyes. After finally meeting them, he continued to giggle.

When Jiang Chenghui moved away, he chased after him again.

In the end, Jiang Chenghui's original charming thoughts were all heeded by him, and he was full of helplessness.

"I'll help you up to rest." He sighed.

Who knew that Ning Xiang suddenly hid like a pure and sensitive girl, and shook his head: "No, no, I can't go to rest."

It's a pity that he just dodged, staggered again, and was pulled back into his arms by Jiang Chenghui.

This troublesome little drunk.

Ning Xiang seemed to have been turned on by some switch, but he kept shaking his head: "No, no, no, I can't go to other places, it's easy to cause accidents."

This young man was serious, saying every word, and he didn't sound like a drunk at all.

"What happened?" Jiang Chenghui asked with a puzzled face.

"Let me tell you!" Ning Xiang staggered, trying to get close to Jiang Chenghui's ear, with Bai Nen's fingers still waving, "You must not go to other places with others when you are hanging around outside. Otherwise, or you won't be able to keep your virginity."

Jiang Chenghui almost laughed, teasing the child: "Why, you still have chastity?"

"Of course!" The Wannian little virgin still had a proud face, "I'm afraid of getting sick, so I never mess around!"

Jiang Chenghui's eyes darkened, and he gently rubbed Ning Xiang's soft waist: "Do you still know who I am? How can you mess up when you leave with me?"

"That's not necessarily true," Ning Xiang laughed again, "Of course I know you, you are my boss."

He hiccupped suddenly: "But nothing happened, hehehe, that's not certain."

Jiang Chenghui looked at the young man deeply, not knowing whether he was speaking from his heart or talking nonsense after drinking.

Since Ning Xiang was determined not to go back to sleep, Jiang Chenghui simply found a small sofa in a secluded place, and dragged him there with half a hug and half a hug.

At this time, Ning Xiang was obedient and clever, laying motionless on Jiang Chenghui's body, blinking his eyes, and spraying alcohol on Jiang Chenghui's face forcefully as if for fun.But even this smell seemed to be tainted with the fragrance of his body, lingering towards Jiang Chenghui's heart.

Jiang Chenghui patted him on the head lightly as if teaching a naughty child a lesson.

Ning Xiang continued to laugh as if his trick had succeeded.

Smiling and laughing, he suddenly said: "In the past, my younger brother liked to play with my dad like this the most. I watched from the side, and I was so envious."

Jiang Chenghui paused: "Well, why don't you continue blowing?"

Ning Xiang pursed his lips, and said dismissively, "I'm already an adult, so I won't be so childish!"

What were you doing just now?Sure enough, you can't reason with a drunk.

Jiang Chenghui sighed helplessly, and finally managed to drag the little drunk to the sofa.

Who knew that when Ning Xiang saw the sofa, he started laughing again.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Chenghui asked helplessly.

"I'll tell you a secret!" I don't know how many secrets he said today, "I used to, hehe, before, I thought about it, hehehe..."

His drunkenness has probably completely washed over his head, leaving only a mouth full of gibberish, and after a while, even the gibberish stopped, leaving only the sound of breathing softly in Jiang Chenghui's ear Up.

Jiang Chenghui looked at the man in his arms again. Ning Xiang's eyes had been slightly closed, and his limbs were limply lying on his body, with a face of trust.

Jiang Chenghui lowered his head slightly, put his lips close to Ning Xiang's ear, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think will happen to the two of us?"

Unexpectedly, just as the voice fell, the person who seemed to be sleeping suddenly opened his eyes again, and his mind seemed extraordinarily clear.

Jiang Chenghui's heart tightened.

But immediately, there was another hey sound that appeared the most tonight, and then Ning Xiang tilted his head, and continued to fall asleep on Jiang Chenghui's body.

Jiang Chenghui breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Chen Xiwei, who was originally in another corner, came over suddenly, and he glanced at Ning Xiang who was fast asleep: "Boss, do you want someone to move him up?"

Since the company's address was moved here, the house rented by Jiang Chenghui and Ning Xiang has also been moved upstairs here to facilitate their daily work.

Jiang Chenghui subconsciously tightened his grip on the person in his arms: "No need, I have the key to his room."

A thoughtful smile appeared on Chen Xiwei's face: "Then boss, you should rest well today."

Jiang Chenghui gave him a cold look, and with a little effort, Ning Xiang was hugged up.

Just like that, Ning Xiang was hugged by Princess Jiangcheng Hui, his head nestled peacefully in his arms, and fell asleep soundly.

Very light and very soft.

This was Jiang Chenghui's first feeling.

Then, he hugged Ning Xiang and left.

"Nothing will happen to them. If tomorrow's headlines become: A senior executive of a start-up company suing the founder for sexual harassment, it will be an out-and-out scandal!" Qian Lu said worriedly.

Chen Xiwei couldn't help laughing: "Why are you less pure than me!"

Qian Lu gave the fake mother a blank look: "Don't think that I don't understand your men's tricks."

Chen Xiwei continued to smile: "Don't worry, those two are much purer than us."

Qian Lu had a look of disbelief: "Forget it, I don't know about Jiang Chenghui, but Ning Xiang is a rich second generation, and he has never played anything!"

Chen Xiwei laughed loudly: "He looks like a timid guy at first glance."

Cowardly and timid.

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Over there, Jiang Chenghui just carried Ning Xiang into the elevator.

After hugging for a while, Jiang Chenghui took advantage of the situation and put Ning Xiang down, trying to move him onto his back.

With this jolt, Ning Xiang woke up again.

He stared in a daze, looked at the bright mirror in the elevator, and suddenly exclaimed: "Why are there two of me!"

Just as Jiang Chenghui was startled by him, the child laughed again: "Ah! So it's a mirror!"

He staggered and wanted to stand up again, to shake hands with the person in the mirror, but was grabbed by Jiang Chenghui.

Only then did Ning Xiang realize that there was someone beside him.

He turned his head, with a smirk all over his face, and it took him a long time to recognize who it was: "Ah, boss, why are you also in the mirror?"

…Jiang Chenghui pulled him back with a black face: "Hey, I'll take you back."

Ning Xiang didn't seem to like this sentence very much, so he jumped up again: "I don't want to go back! I don't go back!"

"Okay, okay, don't go back," Jiang Chenghui could only appease the drunk without principle, "then go to my house."

"No way!" Ning Xiang seemed to be quick thinking at this time, still shaking his head vigorously, "No way, don't go anywhere, just stay in the mirror!"

Jiang Chenghui could only nod in cooperation.

At this time, the elevator just arrived and made a ding sound.

Ning Xiang looked at the corridor outside, still shaking his head: "I won't go out, I won't go out!"

"It's better not to go out," Jiang Chenghui patted Ning Xiang's shoulder, "We won't go out."

Ning Xiang finally showed a grateful smile: "I knew that the boss is the best, and it's best to be with you."

He wanted to raise his head to look at the Jiangcheng emblem, but he raised his head a little too far, and was facing the bright light above his head, and was stabbed to close his eyes again, but he kept saying, "It's better to be with me." Boss is good together, I don't want to go back!"

"If you don't want to go back, you won't go back." Jiang Chenghui rubbed Ning Xiang's head, making his already fluffy hair even more messy.

"Okay..." Ning Xiang said, his eyes were still closed, and he fell asleep again, just like he woke up without warning.

The little drunk.

Jiang Chenghui could only smile helplessly, and finally managed to lift the kid out of the elevator.

Looking at the opposite rooms, he hesitated for a while, but chose his side.

"I'm here for the convenience of taking care of you." He said to himself, trying to make his behavior look more reasonable, "Besides, Ning Xiang doesn't want to go back."

At this time, Ning Xiang quietly lay on Jiang Chenghui's body, surprisingly obedient.

He entered the door and turned on the light, and the soft light instantly wrapped the two of them tightly.

Jiang Chenghui slowly dragged the young man on his body in. He hesitated a little when he passed the bathroom, but it was better to drag him directly into the bedroom.

Although Jiang Chenghui has always been very confident in his self-control, but in front of this guy...

Forget it, I'm afraid of accidents.

The layout of Jiang Chenghui's bedroom is also very simple, with only one big bed, and the cool wind blowing in from the open floor-to-ceiling windows is refreshing.

Ning Xiang probably also felt particularly comfortable, and snorted softly on Jiang Chenghui's shoulder.

Jiang Chenghui's face softened.

He placed Ning Xiang on his bed, hesitated for a while, and finally simply wiped the drunk man's face.

When the warm towel touched his face, Ning Xiang moved his head foolishly, leaned towards Jiang Chenghui, and called out to his mother in a low voice.

Jiang Chenghui paused and smiled helplessly.

Then, he straightened Ning Xiang's head again, took off his shoes, covered him with a thin quilt, and then dimmed the desk lamp beside him.

The dim light fell on Ning Xiang's face, and he pursed his lips, as if he had a sweet dream.

Jiang Chenghui walked to the door, and suddenly couldn't help but walked back.

He stood beside his bed and looked at Ning Xiang wantonly for a long time.

Then, she bent down slightly, hesitated for a while, and finally put her lips on Ning Xiang's forehead.

"Good night, sweet dreams."