Chapter 533: Little Red Car's Series B Financing

After his morning workout in the gym at Black Eagle Manor, Wu Yun scrolled through the news while eating the breakfast prepared by the housekeeper.

Qi Fei’s fame was soaring. With the broadcast of *Disguiser*, more and more people were growing curious about the glamorous woman in the qipao, Yu Manli.

Stills from the show were spreading like wildfire, drawing many people in and turning casual viewers into dedicated fans.

Just as Wu Yun was scrolling through the related news, he heard the sound of slippers pattering down the stairs behind him.

Wu Yun didn’t need to turn around; he knew it was Wen Meng.

A moment later, Wu Yun felt a soft pressure on his shoulders.

Wen Meng reached around from behind, wrapping her arms around Wu Yun’s neck. “I’m so sleepy! I don’t even want to go to school.”

Wu Yun gently unwound her arms and pulled her onto his lap. “If you don’t want to go, just take a day off. You don’t have to push yourself so hard with all the rehearsals and studying. Even if you gained a hundred pounds and did nothing all day, I could still provide for you.”

Wen Meng scoffed. “As if! You’d probably love it if I got fat, wouldn’t you? Then you could just trade me in for a newer model!”

“Besides, I have to work hard! Yueyue already signed up for a second major! If I don’t push myself, I’ll fall behind you all!”

Wu Yun wrapped his arm around Wen Meng’s slim, strong waist. He gave her stomach a light pinch through her pajamas and could easily feel the defined lines of her abs.

Wu Yun soothed her in a gentle voice, “I don’t really get what goes through your heads, but I guess it’s fine. Having goals is a good thing.”

“Come on, eat up. Aunt Xie’s porridge with dough drops is delicious!”

Wen Meng got up and sat down beside Wu Yun, touching the side of her bowl. The temperature was just right.

“So what happened with your cousin?” Wen Meng asked curiously, picking up a piece of pickled cabbage and adding it to her bowl.

Wu Yun glanced at a WeChat message on his phone—it was from Zhang Guowei. “Zhang Guowei messaged me this morning,” he said. “He said the police have identified the four suspects who attacked my cousin. They’re in hot pursuit right now.”

“I’m sure we’ll have a resolution by the end of the day. Here are what the suspects look like.”

Wen Meng gasped. “Isn’t that the fat guy Da Xiong stopped when we were having hot pot last night? And that Lala woman is just so unbelievably arrogant!”

Wu Yun shrugged. “People that flashy always get taken down sooner or later. I bet that Li Qing has plenty of skeletons in her closet.”

“When I get the detailed report today, I’m going to see just how formidable this Li Qing really is. To hear her talk, you’d think she runs Rongcheng and can do whatever she wants.”

Wu Yun thought for a moment. “I’m going to have Da Xiong and Caviar follow you for the next few days. It’s better to be safe than sorry. Li Qing’s temper worries me. She seems impulsive, and a cornered rat will bite.”

“But what about you?” Wen Meng asked, hesitating. “I’m on campus all day. I’ll be fine.”

Wu Yun laughed and slapped her thigh with his large hand. “I’m not saying I can take on ten guys at once, but five should be no problem. Besides, I’ve still got Wei Wu and the others. If it were a real fight to the death, I probably wouldn’t last more than a few exchanges with Wei Wu.”

Wen Meng finally relented. “Okay. Just get this whole thing sorted out quickly. I’m still not used to having people follow me. It’s too conspicuous.”

“Don’t worry,” Wu Yun said casually. “I’ll just have them drive their own car onto campus and stay inside it, a short distance away from you. It’ll be fine.” He was only having Da Xiong and Caviar follow her as a precaution. In Huaxia, very few people would dare to start something on a school campus in broad daylight.

Wen Meng suddenly thought of Yu Xiao. “What about your cousin, then?”

Wu Yun smiled. “Him? Don’t you worry. I’ll arrange for someone to keep an eye on him.”

Breakfast was soon over.

After changing and grabbing the outfit she needed for her afternoon rehearsal, Wen Meng got into her white G-Wagon.

Da Xiong and Caviar, who were waiting outside, had already received Wu Yun’s orders. They started their car and followed her.

Wu Yun, meanwhile, took his time in the walk-in closet, selecting a business casual outfit. After taking a shower and changing, he got into the car driven by Wei Wu and headed for the Little Red Car office.

Today was the day of Little Red Car’s Series B funding round. After a half-month-long due diligence process, the final decision was for Meituan to lead the round, with Tencent and Revitalization Capital as follow-on investors.

Furthermore, Wu Yun was planning to cash out a portion of his equity after this round of financing—a decision that had been reached after discussions with all parties.

Learning from past experience, today’s financing meeting was scheduled for 10:00 a.m. to avoid the industrial park’s morning and evening rush hours.

Since he left relatively late, traffic wasn’t bad, and Wu Yun arrived at the office at only half past nine.

The moment he arrived, Wang Hao came up to him. “President Wu! I’ve shown President Li from Tencent, President Wang from Meituan, and President Zhou from Revitalization Capital to your office.”

Wu Yun nodded, handed his bag to Wang Hao, and strode toward his office.

As soon as Wu Yun pushed the door open, the three people sitting on the sofa looked over.

A look of surprise flashed across Wang Xin’s face, but he quickly composed himself and stood up with the other two to greet Wu Yun.

Wu Yun smiled and extended his hand, first to Li Chaohui. “President Li, good to see you again.”

Next was Wang Xin. “President Wang! A pleasure to finally meet you, haha!”

Wang Xin also extended his hand, using his left to push up the glasses on his nose. He chuckled and said, “President Wu! I’ve heard so much about you. I have to say, you’re even younger than the rumors suggest! It’s true what they say: a new generation of talent is always rising.”