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

"Besides, the current situation of Xingye Products is not solely your responsibility. How long have you been in charge of the company? There is much you still do not understand, and you cannot entirely blame yourself."


Chen Cheng's comforting words settled Mei Xiang's heart slightly.


She hugged Chen Cheng tightly again, "Brother Cheng, without you, I don't know what I would do."


Chen Cheng stroked her smooth ponytail, "Actually, Mei Xiang, have you ever thought about one issue."


"You want to preserve the family business, and you're doing better than anyone else," Chen Cheng spoke slowly, "But your current abilities are still just a little bit short."


"I know." Mei Xiang's muffled voice came from Chen Cheng's embrace.


"I have always known that I am not skilled enough, so I've been working even harder to learn and grasp everything about the company quickly."


Chapter 271: I Have Become a Part of Your Play_3