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

Chen Cheng did not go directly to Zhongchuan. As usual, at this time, Liu Zhiya should be at the hospital helping Liu Zhiying with her rehabilitation.


He made his way to the rehabilitation center, where he instantly spotted the two familiar figures.


Liu Zhiying's recovery was going well, as she was standing by the parallel bars, trying hard to take steps.


Fine beads of sweat dotted her smooth forehead. Each step brought piercing pain, but her gaze was as determined as ever.


Repeating the motions over and over again seemed like an endless possibility of rebirth.


"Sister, you're in great shape today, much better than yesterday!" Liu Zhiya's voice was filled with encouragement and delight.


But beneath her eyes lay an almost imperceptible complexity of emotions.


Liu Zhiying took a few breaths and a relieved smile appeared on her face: "Yes, I feel my legs getting stronger, and I believe it won't be long before I can walk like a normal person."


Chapter 183 You Are My Girl