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Chapter 63 - 63 Perfect Date

63 Perfect Date

Ron had proposed the influence of the Black Swan on the Group when he was 17 years old. In layman terms, it meant it was difficult to predict who could defeat AN Group. The returns that the company could produce from investing resources were non-linear. The company should create more choices, which was to bet on innovation at the level of the Black Swan with controllable risks. Xing Shu had not only mentioned the choice, but she had also projected the Black Swan. She was a smart woman who knew how to whet his appetite.

Ron asked, “Ms. Xing Shu is here on behalf of Cheng Corporation Group for the unmanned supermarket?”

Xing Shu replied, “Yes, I believe that if you collaborate with Cheng Corporation Group, a favorable black swan will happen.” They all knew that the black swan represented something unpredictable.

Xing Shu continued, “Mr. Ron, using controllable costs to seize uncapped returns has always been AN Group’s development philosophy. Cheng Corporation Group has the full suite of support to set up shop, and you only need to avail it to third-party platforms. Department stores, hotels, cafeterias, and so on could use this self-service system in future as well. AN Group’s business map can make this system form an insurmountable moat for competitors.”

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This was the first time Ron had met a woman who knew her business partner so well. In this industry, a woman’s status was far inferior to a man’s, but Xing Shu was obviously different. Cheng Lang’s date was indeed special.

Ron raised his glass. “Ms. Xing is very charming. I look forward to working with Cheng Lang.”

Viewers of the live-stream who were eavesdropping were dumbstruck. What had they just heard? Black Swan? Unmanned supermarket? Optionality? Xing Shu was actually discussing work with the President of AN Group? There was no under-the-table deal of amorous nature that they had imagined?

The live-stream was strangely silent for a few seconds before a comment popped up. “Xing Shu is the top finance graduate of Beijing University after all. She should be doing very well after graduation. That’s why she can attend such a gala.”

“Didn’t anyone realize that Xing Shu is very eye-catching? The dress she’s wearing is so beautiful.”

“I’m so envious. Who can chat with the President of AN Group so confidently? Moreover, the President of AN Group seems to admire her.”

“Some people can talk to movers and shakers in their twenties, while others can only be despicable keyboard warriors.”

When the live-streamer saw Xing Shu turn around, he hurriedly hid his phone behind him and pretended to be passing by. Xing Shu finally spotted Cheng Lang during her conversation with Ron. Cheng Lang mingled with the guests as he slowly made his way over. He was always so elegant, no matter the occasion. He was a businessman, but there was none of the usual crass aura associated with businessmen found on him. He was tranquil like a mountain spring, noble and gentle.

Cheng Lang was only 26 years old. It was peerless to achieve such an achievement at this age, be it in North America or China.

Ron—the President of AN Group—looked at Cheng Lang and then at Xing Shu. He suddenly said, “Ms. Xing, people who fell in love with Cheng Lang are all convulsionists. What do you think?” Convulsionists referred to some fanatics in the early 18th century who believed in the existence of eternal things that would never change. They were nostalgic and fantasized about bittersweet melancholia, loneliness, and the pain of exile…

Ron had used such descriptions for women who fell in love with Cheng Lang. It was apparent that he viewed Cheng Lang as someone who was otherworldly.

“Mr. Ron, I have no answer for that. Perhaps in my eyes, he’s contradictory and diverse…” Cheng Lang walked over to Ron and they started reminiscing about their time in Harvard. Xing Shu listened on in silence, occasionally looking up and smiling.

Cheng Lang realized that Xing Shu had already completed the mission when he.heard Ron mention the unmanned supermarket. Ron did not hide his admiration and even toasted Cheng Lang affectionately. “You’re very lucky to have a perfect date.”

Cheng Lang smiled. It was obvious that he was very pally with Ron; he even talked about Ron’s crush on a girl back then.

The live-streamer—who was behind Xing Shu—finally gathered his courage and walked over. “Xing Shu?” He called out softly, feeling a little nervous.