That night, when Lin Zhi was drinking the third bottle of sake, the Huangpu River began to talk to her.
She stood alone on the Bund, with the wind rustling the hem of her coat. The lights on the river surface shattered into millions of pieces, like countless Excel spreadsheets floating.
She heard her own voice coming up from the water:
"Did you see clearly?"
All those who say they love you are killing your valuation.
She squatted down and pointed her finger into the icy river water.
Immediately, a line of blood-red numbers emerged on the water surface:
Shen Yijun's current valuation: 2.86 billion yuan. It is recommended to short sell.
Immediately after that, another line:
Fu Juanzhou's current valuation: Unable to calculate risk level: fatal.
Lin Zhi smiled, laughing so hard that tears fell into the river.
At that moment, she finally understood
Shanghai has never lacked love.
What is lacking are only genuine investors and a genuine exit mechanism.