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 Donghai was utterly baffled. It seemed like he was finally experiencing firsthand why Chen Cheng had insisted on fleeing with his team overnight.


Initially, in the car, he thought Chen Cheng was being overly sensitive and cautious.


But now, whether it was the surveillance on the vehicles or this seemingly vibrant street, Chen Donghai felt that doing business here indeed followed the rules of JQK.


First lure them in, then find a way to trap you, and finally, strike you down, leaving you beaten black and blue.


"Mr. Chen is really something else~" Chen Donghai thought to himself.


Chen Donghai spread his arms to show he had no foul intentions. "What are you talking about?"


Ah Fang straightened up with a smile, "Pretending to be a gentleman."


Without Chen Cheng's instructions, Chen Donghai didn't know what his next step would be, so he said, "What does your boss Luo mean?"


Chapter 244: That Woman Gives Birth to a Boy_2