November 5th.
Another presidential-style arrival was taking place at the foot of Citibank Mansion.
"President Peng, welcome! Welcome!"
Wu Yun stepped forward with a smile and shook hands with Peng Zhijian.
Although Peng Zhijian knew Wu Yun was very young, he couldn't help but be shocked upon seeing him in person today.
He'd seen plenty of second-generation rich kids start businesses, but none had managed to create two companies so favored by venture capitalists at such a young age.
After all, according to Tencent's internal forecasts, Little Red Car was at least a unicorn-level company, and Pinduoduo had the potential to become a Super Unicorn.
"President Wu! I've long heard of your great reputation. Seeing you now, I must say you're impressively young and accomplished."
Peng Zhijian exclaimed with heartfelt admiration.
Afterward, both sides introduced their respective teams.
