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

"Xiao Hai, you don't need to come with me."


The next day, Chen Cheng got out of the car in front of the County Stadium.


Xu Qiu took out a newly purchased badminton set from the trunk, saying, "Mr. Chen, the rackets, shuttlecocks, and sportswear are all ready. Do you see anything missing?"


Chen Cheng took the bag, "Nothing's missing. Right, you go with Xiao Hai."


"You're alone here?" Xu Qiu asked, "Don't you need me to..."


Chen Cheng waved his hand, "When I'm done, I'll give you a call."


Chen Donghai also came over, "Mr. Chen."


Chen Cheng glanced at his face blooming with pimples, "Wow, is deer blood really that nourishing?"


Xu Qiu also started to laugh, and Chen Donghai scratched his head with embarrassment.


"Manager Xu, lend him your foundation to cover that up." Chen Cheng joked, "Such a handsome young man, what a shame."


Chen Cheng waved his hand and walked towards the gymnasium.


Chapter 236: The Young Selective Training Program Participant