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

On the way back to Big Willow Tree from DANDY, Chen Jin asked Chen Cheng a question.


"Mr. Chen, don't you feel that there's something off about Li Hao?"


Sitting in the back seat, Chen Cheng pondered on his recent brief interaction with Li Hao and Su Liya.


He rested his chin on his hand, "As soon as we arrived, he said he was afraid Su Liya would get bored, so he accompanied her all the way."


"However, looking at the entire conversation, this foreign lady didn't seem to show much interest, she even suggested going home herself," Chen Cheng continued.


Chen Jin laughed and shook his head, "Mr. Chen, your focus is really different from mine. To discover his own issues through the reaction of his companion, this move is quite interesting."


Chen Cheng turned his head, "So what did you see?"


Chen Cheng asked with interest, "What smell?"


Chapter 104: The Newly Purchased Pajamas