My Life Can Hang

Xie Jingyu started to contact him on the way. It's okay to go to this point, and there is still a place.

At the door of the restaurant, Song Meng asked expectantly, "Do you remember the first time we came here?"

"Of course I remember that when I went to Youlai Club to get a membership card, I started to get acquainted with you and Manting."

Chen Dongcheng replied with a smile, quietly relieved.

Thanks to his good memory, if he forgot, he would not be hammered by Song Meng.

Song Meng said with satisfaction: "If you have a conscience, you haven't forgotten it yet."

I changed my shoes on the first floor and went up to the second floor. I saw tatami at first glance.

The reservation is a private room, and there is only one table in it.

The private room is quite spacious, but there are also some low consumption.

No one spends more than 1000 yuan per capita, and people are too lazy to vacate this private room for you.

"I want this 3880 double commemorative banquet package, and then order an A5 sirloin and a bottle of plum wine."

The waitress nodded: "Okay, then we'll prepare it for you."

With a serving of sirloin and a bottle of plum wine, the consumption is just over 5000.

After Chen Dongcheng ordered the dishes, he found that Song Meng had been looking at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just think we've changed a lot."

Song Meng blinked and said with emotion, "It feels like our lives have changed since we met you."

Sometimes Song Meng also thinks about what her and Zhuang Manting's life would have been like if she hadn't met Chen Dongcheng.

Maybe you can also find a husband who loves you and live the life of a husband and a child.

"Is it better or worse?"

"Of course it's getting better. I've been tired to death for the past few months, and it's finally over."

Song Meng said and stretched, Chen Dongcheng was in the private room, and Song Meng showed her abdomen carelessly, completely white.

"Pay attention to the image."

"Then you should move your eyes away first."

"My eyes have their own thoughts, and it has nothing to do with me."

Song Meng gave Chen Dongcheng a blank look: "I'm too lazy to care about you."

The waiter knocked on the door and walked in with a plate.

Chen Dongcheng picked out a cup that was pleasing to the eye, and the waiter filled the cups of Chen Dongcheng and Song Meng.

Song Meng tried to stick out her tongue to take a sip, and was wrinkled by her hot face: "Wow, it's so spicy."

"Ma'am, this sake is indeed a bit spicy at the beginning. After eating it with sushi and sashimi, it won't be particularly spicy."

The waitress said with a smile.

Song Meng urged: "please serve quickly, my boyfriend is hungry."

As soon as the words fell, Song Meng's stomach suddenly growled.

The waitress held back her smile and said, "Okay, I'll rush it now."

When the waiter left, Song Meng saw Chen Dongcheng holding back a smile: "Laugh if you want."

"Really?"

"Well, I didn't lie to you."

"Haha...why are you here?"

"I killed you and told you to laugh at me."

Song Meng rushed over in shame, and when the waiter knocked on the door again, she saw Song Meng riding on Chen Dongcheng's waist.

The waitress was stunned for a moment, looking a little embarrassed, and served the appetizers first.

Song Meng's face panicked, and she quickly got off Chen Dongcheng.

Returning to his position, he ate the appetizer in small bites, as if nothing had happened just now.

When the waitress exited the private room, Song Meng looked at Chen Dongcheng with a bad expression, she had lost her face just now.

The waitress looked at her strangely, so Song Meng didn't know how to explain: "Let's see how I clean up you when I get home."

Song Meng uttered a harsh word and began to taste.

Chen Dongcheng didn't care either, just the skills of Song Meng's three-legged cat.

Except for Huya's injury, everything else is trivial.

I haven't eaten it for a long time, and Song Meng thinks the taste is okay.

It's not as amazing as the first time I ate it.

Chen Dongcheng is the same, they are typical too many good days.

People are like this. For the first time, they may feel fresh and amazing.

If you eat it every day, you will find that it is the same.

After eating, Chen Dongcheng took the initiative to check out.

Song Meng grabbed Chen Dongcheng and strolled around the neighborhood.

There is not much else in Pengcheng, but there are many shopping malls.

Big cities are also open late, and there are many people who are willing to pay more for money.

Song Meng was chatting with the sister at the cosmetics counter when Chen Dongcheng's cell phone rang.

Picking it up, it was Cai Bingyao from Grab who was calling.

"Mr. Chen, there is something I need to inform you. After our meeting and research, we plan to conduct Series D financing in the near future."

Chen Dongcheng had expected it long ago, and asked calmly, "How much do you plan to melt?"

"$2.5 million, with a post-investment valuation of $5 million.

SoftBank intends to invest independently, and other investment institutions have no intention of following. I would like to ask your intention. "

Chen Dongcheng was calm enough, but he was still taken aback by this number.

In other words, SoftBank plans to invest 15 billion in Grab!

Compared with SoftBank, a predator that takes money from investors all over the world, Chen Dongcheng's weak capital is like an ant.

If Chen Dongcheng does not follow, he can only accept that his equity will be diluted.

However, his equity value can still maintain a slight increase.

How disgusting!

Chen Dongcheng thought for a while and asked, "I remember that I have the right of first refusal?"

Cai Bingyao was a little surprised on the other end of the phone. He didn't expect Chen Dongcheng to ask this.

"Of course, you have the right to invest in us for two consecutive rounds."

"I invested $[-] million myself, except to ensure that my previous equity stake was not diluted.

The remaining funds are used to purchase the equity you released this round. "

Cai Bingyao was silent for a while on the phone, Chen Dongcheng's decision was beyond his expectations.

Even a predator at the level of Tiger Fund didn't talk about this round of follow-up. Chen Dongcheng is afraid that he is not crazy, right?

"Okay, then I will prepare the investment agreement in advance.

I welcome Mr. Chen to do his due diligence at any time. "

"Well, wait for my news."

Hanging up the phone, Chen Dongcheng couldn't help feeling distressed.

One hundred million dollars, just spread it out like this, how could it not be distressed.

But if he sits and sees his equity being diluted, Chen Dongcheng will definitely not be able to accept it.

Anti-dilution clauses are only useful for shrinking equity value.

The valuation offered by SoftBank just guarantees that Chen Dongcheng's equity value has not shrunk.

If this was not intentional, Chen Dongcheng would not believe it at all.

But now Chen Dongcheng is asking for the priority subscription of this round of additional shares, which is an investor's right without any controversy.

The most uncomfortable thing is Cai Bingyao. He is the founder. In order to win Uber, he sacrificed no less than Cheng Wei and the others.

Chen Dongcheng invested this 40 million US dollars in the investment, and his shareholding ratio in Grab increased to [-]%, becoming the largest shareholder of Grab rightfully.

This shareholding ratio far exceeded Cai Bingyao's expectations.

Even a predator like SoftBank can only succumb to Chen Dongcheng.

Only the second largest shareholder, Cai Bingyao is both admirable and helpless.

The advantages of capital have become more naked among Internet companies.

Cai Bingyao adjusts his mentality. What he needs to do most is to hug Chen Dongcheng and Softbank's thighs.

If SoftBank and Chen Dongcheng are dissatisfied with Cai Bingyao, they can completely kick him out and support a new agent.

Chen Dongcheng was thinking about a question. He remembered that Grab's valuation in the future was not low, and it seemed to have exceeded tens of billions of dollars.

How much will the shares in his hands be worth?

chapter 265. 264

After the phone call with Cai Bingyao, Chen Dongcheng looked at Song Meng. This girl had a strange mask on her face, a bit like the color of volcanic mud.