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

Da Lao smoothly pulled to a stop in front of Western Beijing Joy Residence neighborhood.


Chen Cheng: "Then this is where I drop you off."


Li Hao, excitedly holding Chen Cheng's hand, "Brother Chen, thank you so much for today!"


"Hey, I haven't thanked you for helping me find a wife yet!"


"Hahaha," Li Hao laughed heartily, "Next time, we'll have a great time together again!"


Chen Cheng agreed readily, "No problem!"


"That's it for today then, Brother Chen, I'm heading back first."


Chen Cheng nodded, "When you get home, send me a message. You've had quite a bit to drink, be careful."


Li Hao was deeply moved, feeling that he had truly found a reliable and wealthy big brother.


Not only did he help him complete his performance target but also cared about such details.


Chen Cheng smiled faintly, "Take it slow~"


Li Hao got out of the car and staggered into the complex.


Chapter 120 Enthusiastic Chaoyang Residents