Flint Red

For Chen Cheng, thirty means interest—the interest rate.
From 3,000, to 100,000, to a million, to ten million, and then to over a hundred million...
An ever-increasing amount of principal, an endless stream of interest.
With money generating money, compounded interest calculations made Chen Cheng exclaim:
This money can't be spent! Absolutely can't be spent! For a lifetime, I can't finish spending it!

Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely

Xia Yubing was feeling a bit upset these past few days.


Since that crazy moment in the parking lot, Chen Cheng hadn't contacted her again.


And the day before yesterday, she found two uneaten takeout orders in her trash can at home, along with Tong Jialu's unusual response. She knew that man had been there.


Even though she clearly knew this day would come eventually, Xia Yubing couldn't understand why Chen Cheng wasn't seeking her out anymore.


"Could it be that men prefer younger women after all?"


Certainly, Xia Yubing was a few years older than Tong Jialu, but she felt that she was not inferior to her younger cousin in any aspect.


She seemingly possessed by a ghost, pulled open her office drawer, looking at the little monster inside that hadn't been touched for several days, feeling an itch in her heart.


Originally, Xia Yubing was quite resistant to these little toys, even to the point of being unable to accept them, hence why she wanted to escape Wen Shulin's control.


Chapter 99: Xia Yubing on the Office Desk