Everyone in the industry knew that Bo Yanxing, the man in charge of the Bo Group, had a razor-sharp eye for investments. His projects always brought in a hundredfold return, whether in three months or three years. There was just one exception: Shen Chuyi, a poor student he had casually sponsored ten years ago.
The good news: Shen Chuyi was brilliant, earning a place at a top university and eventually becoming a PhD in materials science.
The bad news: She worked in fundamental materials research, the most expensive, obscure, and difficult field in which to achieve results.
Other people's projects rang the opening bell on the stock exchange. Shen Chuyi's project just burned through money in the lab, day after day. Bo Yanxing's friends laughed at him: “Mr. Bo, you've completely sunk your money into this one. Why not keep her as a pretty little pet instead?”
Bo Yanxing sneered and promptly poured another 500 million into Shen Chuyi's lab. “There is no such word as ‘loss’ in my dictionary. I'll see this through to the end.”
Shen Chuyi had always thought Bo Yanxing was a ruthless, profit-driven capitalist. She worked herself to the bone in the lab just to free herself from her creditor as soon as possible.
Then one day, her core technology broke an international monopoly and shocked the world. Countless multinational financial conglomerates waved blank checks, begging to work with her, and some even offered astronomical annual salaries.
With a thick stack of patent certificates and a bank card in hand, Shen Chuyi knocked on Mr. Bo's office door. “Mr. Bo, it's been ten years. I've repaid everything, principal and interest. We don't owe each other anything anymore.”
But Bo Yanxing jumped to his feet and backed her up against his desk, his gaze frighteningly intense. “Dr. Shen, the rule of venture capital is that high risk means high returns. You think this little bit of money is enough to get rid of me?”
Shen Chuyi was stunned. “Then what do you want?”
