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

Standing at the "Arrivals" gate, Wen Shulin's heart couldn't calm down for a long time.


The corner of her eye glanced at Chen Cheng beside her, thinking of the scene that had just happened in the car, as her slim legs under the A-line skirt crossed over each other.


Indeed, Chen Cheng's response had been indifferent.


But she also knew that her little schemes had been seen through.


Since the game began, it seemed she and Chen Cheng were tied together, a seemingly simple relationship but with unclear and intricate interests behind it.


And Wen Shulin also realized that aside from money, her feelings were also quietly sprouting.


"Didn't Xia Yubing say he was very impressive?" Wen Shulin murmured to herself, "Could it be that I'm simply not strong enough? Unable to pique his interest?"


She felt that Chen Cheng's words were somewhat unbelievable, at least in that moment, believing herself to be infinitely charming and peerless in beauty.


Chapter 126 Jin Baogen's Return