Dusk settled over Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park, the last vestiges of autumn clinging to the air.
Mao Chaorong sat in the lounge of the Orange Technology headquarters, looking at Chen Yansen across from him. A barely perceptible flash of anxiety and frustration appeared in his eyes.
After returning to China, he had used Penguin's summer startup camp to get in with Zhang Xiaolong, the father of WeChat. He then leveraged those connections to successfully score a meeting with Ma Wenteng, one of the three giants of BAT.
But Little Ma was completely uninterested in his "Little Red Skirt" project.
To his utter despair, the attitude of this business genius, Chen Yansen, was identical to Ma Wenteng's.
He only wanted Mao Chaorong to work for him and showed no intention of investing in the Little Red Skirt project.
"President Chen, please give me one chance. I guarantee I'll increase Little Red Skirt's valuation tenfold within three years."
