Chapter 169 Data Center
Chapter 169 Data Center
After sending Kang Soo-won home, An Rusong rushed back to downtown Seoul at eight o'clock in the evening. The place where Kang Yi-woo asked him to meet was the Eclipse Lounge, a nightclub on the 7th floor of the Dynasty Hotel in Nonhyeon-dong.
With the rapid economic development in recent years, a number of various nightclubs and KTVs have emerged in Seoul. Young people like this kind of places, but An Rushong has rarely been there. He is not used to the atmosphere of such places.
When the car drove to the underground parking lot of Dynasty Hotel and was still looking for a parking space, An Rusong found that there were many young people gathered in the underground parking lot. These young people were dressed in a completely non-mainstream way, with colorful hair and colorful clothes. They chased and played in the parking lot, as if they were treating it as an amusement park.
What’s strange is that there are hotel security guards in the parking lot, but they turn a blind eye to the presence of these young people and let them make trouble here.
An Rushong didn't want to provoke these young people. To be honest, no matter where they were, young people like these trendsetters were the ones who should not be provoked, because they didn't know the seriousness of the matter and had no class consciousness. Once they got carried away, anyone would dare to provoke them without considering the consequences. Therefore, it was better to stay away from these people.
An Rushong found a relatively secluded place in the underground parking lot, parked the car, then pushed the door, got out, and walked towards the nearest elevator.
Just as he was about to reach the elevator, someone whistled not far away.
An Rushong subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw two girls in leather jackets sitting on the hood of a Hyundai sedan, smoking.
It is already mid-November, and the daytime temperature is only about 14 or 15 degrees. It is already night, and the outdoor temperature has dropped below 10 degrees. It is already considered relatively cold, but the two girls are still wearing leather shorts, exposing their white thighs.
In addition to the two girls, there was a dog in front of the car, a small Chow Chow. The whistle just now should have been addressed to the Chow Chow.
These originally had nothing to do with An Rushong, but when he looked over, a girl on the hood of the car noticed his gaze. The girl looked thin and small, but had a very hot temper. She glared at An Rushong and scolded him, "What are you looking at!"
Goodness, a tigress.
An Rushong didn't mind. He smiled, raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender, which meant that he couldn't afford to offend the other party and gave in.
It was an unintentional little episode, and An Rushong didn't take it to heart. He walked to the elevator and pressed the button. Then, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the two girls, but he happened to see the girl who scolded him, giving him the middle finger.
Just at this moment, the elevator door opened, An Rushong smiled, shook his head, and walked into the elevator.
The elevator went all the way up to the seventh floor. As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I was greeted by a row of greeters who all bowed in unison and shouted, "Welcome!"
An Rushong nodded slightly as a return of greeting, and then walked quickly inside.
After passing through the soundproof double doors, a violent music that had the effect of destroying the eardrums came towards him. This heat wave was as if real. An Rushong only felt that the rhythm of his heartbeat seemed to be affected by the music. At the same time, his face felt slightly hot and his body had the urge to sway with the music.
Feeling the colorful light and shadows in front of him and listening to the deafening music, An Rushong couldn't help but frown slightly. Although he was also a young man, he didn't like this kind of atmosphere. It was too noisy.
After walking a few steps forward and bypassing the glass wall that also functions as a screen, a large nightclub with a large crowd of people appeared in front of us. Opposite An Rushong, there was a stage more than one meter high. From a distance, there were six or seven scantily clad girls on the stage, swaying their bodies to the DJ's music. They should be the lead dancers.
Feeling disturbed by the music, An Rushong looked around and found an adaptor wearing a black vest. He walked over quickly and asked the other party about the location of the "A9" booth, which was the seat reserved by Jiang Yiyu.
Under the guidance of the trainee, An Rushong walked half a circle around the dance floor and finally found a semi-open booth on the right side near the bar. On the side wall of the booth, which was decorated with green plants, hung a plate with the number "A9".
An Rushong paid the bill and sent the trainee away. He did not walk into the booth immediately, but instead took a look inside the booth from the fence-like side wall.
There were a total of eight people in the booth, two men and six women. An Rushong didn't pay attention to the six women. Just by looking at their revealing clothes, he knew that these people were just there to accompany the guests for drinking. Only the two men were the main characters.
As for the two men, one of them was Jiang Yiyu, and the other was a young man wearing a white shirt and a blue sleeveless vest.
When An Rushong looked inside, Jiang Yiyu was talking to the young man. Perhaps they felt the gazes from outside, but An Rushong glanced inside. The two of them glanced towards his position and their eyes met his.
An Rushong reacted very quickly. The moment the two people's eyes glanced at him, he raised his hand and waved at them. At the same time, he kept walking and walked quickly towards the entrance of the booth.
Seeing An Rushong, the two young men in the booth stood up and took two steps towards the door with smiles on their faces. When An Rushong entered the door, Jiang Yiyu took the lead and walked over with a smile. He gave him a hug without saying anything and said with a smile: "Oh, Rushong, you are finally here." "Sorry, sorry, I am more than 20 minutes later than expected," An Rushong apologized, "I can't help it. I can't help myself now."
"Haha, I understand." Jiang Yiyu patted his arm, then turned sideways and introduced the young man behind him, "Come on, let me introduce you first."
Reaching out and holding the young man's right arm, he said, "This is Shen Wuguo, my best friend, currently working at Busan Bank."
"Wu Guo, this is An Rusong, Chairman An, the founder of NGN," he then introduced An Rusong and said, "How about it, I didn't lie to you, didn't my brother Rusong look younger than he looks in the newspapers?"
"Haha, Yiyu, I know Chairman An as well as you do," Shen Wuguo said with a smile, "You may not know that Chairman An's NGN company ranks first on our Busan Bank's list of potential high-quality customers."
"President An, I'm very happy to have this opportunity to meet you," he continued, extending his hand towards An Rushong.
"Hello, hello," An Rushong hurriedly shook hands with the other party.
"Not only Wu Guo, but also Wu Guo's father, President Shen Yinhe is also very optimistic about you, Rusong," Jiang Yiyu added.
His words not only praised An Rushong, but also revealed Shen Wuguo's background.
An Rusong knew that the current president of Busan Bank was Shen Yinhe, who was not only a core member of the leadership of Busan Bank, but also one of the private shareholders of Busan Bank. As the son of Shen Yinhe, Shen Wuguo was obviously born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
"It's really my honor," An Rushong shook Shen Wuguo's hand vigorously again, but said respectfully.
After some brief courtesies, Jiang Yiyu came forward and invited the two to take a seat.
The three of them sat down again, and with the help of Jiang Yiyu, who was good at networking, An Rushong and Shen Wuguo quickly became familiar with each other.
Needless to say, An Rusong was the kind of person who could get along with anyone. As for Shen Wuguo, although he had the arrogance of a child from a wealthy family, he was well-educated and probably wanted something from An Rusong, so he was very peaceful. Therefore, the three of them quickly became friends and looked like good friends who had known each other for many years.
"Rusong," After three rounds of drinks, the three of them no longer had so many concerns about talking to each other. Jiang Yiyu began to lead the topic to the main point. He asked, "I saw in the newspaper that after NGN received investment from DFJ, it will consider building a medium-sized data center?"
Knowing that the other party was going to get down to business, An Rusong immediately perked up. He nodded and said, "Yes, this is the most important part of the work that the company is going to carry out in the future."
"So, how much do you plan to invest?" Jiang Yiyu asked.
"Oh?" An Rusong looked at him and smiled, "What exactly does Brother Yiyu want to know?"
"Why, you don't have to keep this a secret from your brother, do you?" Jiang Yiyu said, patting his leg with his hand.
"Of course I won't keep it a secret. I'm just curious about what Brother Yiyu wants to do," An Rusong shook his head and said, "Besides, the company has just completed the first round of financing, and the subsequent work plan is still on the PPT. As for the investment in the data center, there is no complete budget yet. How do I know how much investment is needed?"
After a pause, he continued, "The most important thing is that the company now has two partners. Issues like the investment budget for the data center need to be approved by both partners. My own opinion does not count."
"Then there must be a rough budget, right?" Jiang Yiyu asked unwillingly.
An Rushong understood a little. It seemed that the guy in front of him had no intention of investing in NGN, but he seemed to be interested in NGN's upcoming data center investment plan.
"I really can't say for sure," An Rusong thought for a moment and said, "If you insist on me giving you a rough budget, then I can only tell you that the total investment will not exceed 1 million. Oh, I mean US dollars."
(End of this chapter)