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 understood what Cao Yue meant; he wanted him to see tangible projects and witness the efforts he made during his tenure, instead of merely relying on nepotism.


Chen Cheng nodded sincerely, and Cao Yue smiled, patting Chen Cheng on the shoulder, "Where did you study?"


The two chatted as they walked towards the village community center.


Chen Cheng replied, "Denghua Middle School."


Hearing "Denghua Middle School," Cao Yue's steps unconsciously paused, and he turned his head in surprise towards Chen Cheng, "Denghua Middle School?"


Chen Cheng noticed Cao Yue's reaction, who seemed quite familiar with his alma mater, so he added, "I was in the 12th class; it's been 12 years since I graduated."


A hint of unexpected joy appeared on Cao Yue's face, and his tone became more enthusiastic, "Back then, I was part of our school's basketball team! Given your height, you must have played basketball too, right?"


Chapter 237: He Who Knows Me, Xiao Chen