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

"Mr. Chen is right, the affairs of the business world are indeed complex. However, I really admire Chairman Wen's courage. She dares to think and act without leaving herself any way out."


He continued, "I heard that Chairman Wen has already recruited a team, all sent from the CGG headquarters, covering various positions. The compensation money, unimaginable."


He looked towards Chen Cheng, "If it's convenient for Mr. Chen, could you please convey a message to Chairman Wen that if there are difficulties, Red Mountain will definitely support with all its might."


Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow; this old fox had finally broached the main subject.


"Ha ha ha, Lao Zhao, didn't you just say you weren't interested in CGG?" He paused for a moment, "Now your hand is almost reaching into the CGG lobby."


Zhao Liangyou was not embarrassed but burst into laughter instead,


Chapter 259 Various Thoughts_2