Chapter 154 Invitation

Chapter 154 Invitation

Chapter 154 Invitation

After talking to Macaulay on the phone in the morning, An Rushong was extremely motivated for the whole day and seemed to be in a state of excitement.

He doesn't know yet what kind of investment and financing conditions DFJ will offer him, but what is certain is that as long as the compatibility issue between NGN software and Apple system is resolved, NGN's first take-off will probably be here.

In his memory of his previous life, it seemed that the App Store would be online by the middle of next year. In the world of his previous life, when it was first launched, there were only about 500 software programs in the App Store. If NGN could get a front-row display position in the software list, coupled with the appeal of the "Photo Wall" application to customers, it is estimated that NGN software will become a popular application in a very short time.

Only at that time did An Rushong feel that he could gain real sense of security.

At present, An Rushong’s main work direction is to realize more filter functions, and also to further improve the communication function of NGN software.

After being busy all day at the company, he received a call from Wen Caiyuan around five o'clock in the afternoon. The other party invited him to dinner at home and hinted that she hoped to talk to him about the cooperation they had mentioned before.

An Rusong estimated that Master Wen would call him soon, because after Daiwa Securities released its third quarter financial report the day before yesterday, Mizuho Securities also released its financial report for the first three quarters of this year this morning. Exactly the same as An Rusong's previous memory, Mizuho also suffered huge losses in the past three quarters, with a specific loss of 1967 billion yen.

The amount of loss is also not very high. Converted into US dollars, it is about 16 billion US dollars. For a securities giant like Mizuho, ​​this loss is a drop in the bucket.

But it is worth noting that, judging from the financial report of Mizuho Securities, its losses in the first three quarters were also mainly concentrated in investments in real estate-related fields. Among them, the largest share of losses was closely related to the large-scale bankruptcy of subprime mortgage institutions and related investment funds.

An Rusong didn't know much about finance, but he noticed something unusual. Looking back now, before the subprime mortgage crisis broke out, the Federal Reserve was pulling all major economies together, desperately trying to save the crisis, but some financial institutions, including the four major Japanese securities firms, seemed to be trying their best to crash the market. This was really interesting.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with An Rushong. What he is really concerned about now is that Master Wen finally took the bait. After verifying two pieces of information in succession, she finally couldn't sit still anymore.

This is a good thing!

So, on the phone, An Rushong accepted the invitation without hesitation and promised to go to the appointment as soon as his work at the company was finished.

After finally making it to five o'clock in the afternoon, An Rushong left the company and drove to Seocho-dong to keep an appointment with Master Wen's home.

For most ordinary people in South Korea, when choosing housing, they still prefer to choose residential areas. This is actually very similar to the Chinese. It is still rare to see people living in single-family villas in big cities.

In the past few years, Master Wen has made a lot of money by ostentatious means, or rather, by "destroying evil and revealing righteousness". But the so-called "a lot of money" here is only the order of magnitude that exists in the minds of ordinary people. She can afford a good car and a large house with exquisite decoration, but when it comes to a mansion like the one Han Mi-yeon bought, she really cannot afford it.

Master Wen's residence is a large house with four bedrooms and two living rooms, one large and one small, with an area of ​​nearly 250 square meters. This is considered an absolutely high-end residence in Seoul. However, the only people who live here are herself and a servant. Yes, her father does not live with her. After all, the conflict between the two is too deep.

When An Rusong arrived at the underground parking lot of Master Wen's residence, he had just parked his car when a middle-aged man with half of his hair white came up to him and greeted him from a distance: "Is this Mr. An Rusong?"

Hearing the other party calling out his name, An Rusong nodded and said, "Yes, you are"

After all, the other person was older than him, so he used honorifics when speaking.

"I'm Wen Qihe, Caiyuan's uncle," Wen Qihe came to greet An Rusong. As an uncle, he had made a promise to his brother that he would take good care of Wen Caiyuan and keep a close eye on her, and would never let her be deceived. But deep down, he was more eager for this cooperation than his niece.

"Ah, hello, Mr. Wen," An Rushong already knew that Wen Caiyuan had an uncle when he heard her story, so he was not surprised.

"Hello, hello," Wen Qihe hurriedly stepped forward, shook hands with An Rushong enthusiastically, and praised him, "I've seen reports about Mr. An in the newspaper before. Haha, now that I've met him, I know that what the newspaper said is not exaggerated at all. Mr. An is indeed a young and promising man."

"Mr. Wen, you are too kind," An Rusong said modestly, "I just had a little better luck."

"Hey, luck is also a part of strength," Wen Qihe flattered again, then turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, saying, "Let's go upstairs first. If we have anything to say, we can talk about it in detail when we get home."

An Rushong smiled and nodded, inviting the other party to go first.

Wen Qihe did not refuse. He took a half step ahead and led An Rusong to the elevator. "Caiyun suggested that we go to a formal and upscale place outside and invite Mr. An to discuss in detail," Wen Qihe explained after getting on the elevator. "But considering the privacy, I still suggest that she change the meeting place to her home. After all, there is no need to be too taboo when talking at home."

After hearing what he said, An Rushong understood. It was obvious that the other party had speculated about his intentions. As for whether he guessed correctly or not, that was hard to say.

"Mr. Wen is really thoughtful," he agreed, but did not go into further details.

The elevator soon arrived at the floor where Wen Caiyuan lived. As expected, this house also had one unit per elevator. Moreover, the area from the elevator to the entrance was very spacious, at least more spacious than Sun Manzhu's house in Songquandong.

When the elevator door opened, An Rushong saw that the entrance door was open. Wen Caiyuan, wearing a black, square-necked, puff-sleeved princess dress, was standing at the door, waiting for their arrival.

Seeing An Rusong and the other person walk out of the elevator, Wen Caiyuan bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Welcome, Brother Rusong."

"Thank you Caiyuan for the invitation," An Rushong bowed in return and said with a smile.

"Okay, don't be polite, let's go home and talk," Wen Qihe invited again, saying, "It's really cold today."

An Rushong glanced at the other person and thought to himself: If this old man is in the political circle, he is definitely not the kind of person who will ever make it. He really doesn't understand the art of speaking.

Look at what Moon Chae Won is wearing today? Even though it is a long skirt, the hem of the skirt covers her knees, but her two white and tender calves are still exposed.

The hostess invited guests to her home, and in order to appear solemn, she dressed up and wore a skirt. But the old man Wen Qihe was so good that he said the weather was cold in front of the guests and Wen Caiyuan. Is he a talkative person?
However, looking at Wen Caiyuan's expression, she obviously didn't realize that there was anything wrong with what her uncle said. She even walked out the door and took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack and put them on the ground. Obviously, these were prepared for An Rushong.

An Rushong was not polite. He changed his shoes in front of the door and then entered the house at Wen Qihe's invitation.

Inside the door, through the entrance hall, there is a spacious living room. The living room faces the sun and is bright. The air is filled with a faint scent of lavender, which smells very comfortable.

An Rushong was asked to sit directly on the sofa in the middle of the living room. On the coffee table in front of him were various fruits, dried fruits, snacks and the like, all of which were for entertaining guests.

"Brother Rusong," Wen Caiyuan said as An Rusong sat down, handing him a cigarette, "I've seen the news this morning. Your information is really accurate. Mizuho's loss of 1967 billion yen was accurate to the last digit."

An Rusong was not polite. He took the cigarette and lit it with the other party's lighter. After taking a puff, he said, "Don't worry, Caiyuan. The information I gave you is definitely accurate unless there is a major accident. You can slowly verify this."

"I believe in Rusong," Wen Caiyuan nodded and said, "I have also thought about it and am ready to accept your previous suggestion and use the news you gave me to restore the faith of the believers."

Having said this, she stopped and looked at her uncle next to her hesitantly.

"It's like this, Mr. An, I want to ask on behalf of Caiyuan, what exactly do you mean by cooperation that you mentioned before?" Wen Qihe interrupted and asked at the right time.

An Rusong looked at him, then turned to look at Wen Caiyuan. After waiting for about half a minute, he said, "Has Caiyuan really never thought about going one step further from where she is now and becoming a shaman with a great reputation throughout the Republic of Korea?"

"Of course," Wen Qihe said for his niece, "This is also the dream of every shaman."

"So, what do you think Caiyuan needs to get to that step?" An Rushong continued to ask.

"We need more believers," Wen Qihe said without hesitation, "and to gain more believers, we need to meet two conditions: more profound magic power and more publicity."

An Rushong didn't say anything. He just gave the other person a thumbs up and shook it.

To be honest, although the old man could not speak, he had a smart mind. He summarized the conditions for a shaman to become famous in two simple sentences.

(End of this chapter)