Looking at Jiang Cheng, Wang Congcong sighed bitterly once more and said, "I originally thought you were regretting buying my family's building; it turns out you were just complaining that the money was too little. I finally understand what my dad meant when he kept telling me not to get too big for my boots. There really is always someone better out there."
Not just Wang Congcong, but Xu Lei, who had been so happy he almost lost his composure, was also heavily struck by this.
He had thought his future was bright and sunny, but Jiang Cheng's humblebragging words suddenly cast a dark cloud over it.
Nearly forty, he had thought that climbing to his current position made him a semi-successful man.
He didn't expect to have his defenses completely broken by an eighteen-year-old young man today.
Damn it, 14 billion is still too little? In his eyes, would my two hundred million in savings just be pocket change?
On the surface, Zhu Yan and Zhang Lin also wore bitter, awkward smiles.
But in their hearts, they couldn't help but secretly curse Jiang Cheng for being such a show-off.
Suddenly, they all recalled Father Ma's famous quote: "I'm not interested in money."
These rich people really know how to pose.
One isn't interested in money, and the other complains that over ten billion is too little.
Although looking at Jiang Cheng's expression, he genuinely seemed dissatisfied with the amount, even very dismissive of it.
For a moment, the group couldn't tell if Jiang Cheng was telling the truth or just showing off.
Jiang Cheng was unaware of the inner thoughts of those around him.
After giving himself a mental pep talk...
Jiang Cheng smacked his lips and said to Xu Lei, "Bank Manager Xu, please help me transfer the remaining 5.1 billion to the account from earlier."
Xu Lei hadn't recovered from the devastating blow yet; he just nodded mechanically. "Alright, Young Master Jiang."
After speaking, Xu Lei said to the dazed Zhu Yan, "Quickly, go prepare to process the final payment."
Zhu Yan slowly snapped out of it. "O... Okay."
Wang Congcong patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder. "Seriously, I've seen so many people growing up, but you're the first to break my defenses like this. The damage is extremely high."
"Your mental resilience is too low if just this does it."
In a couple of days, he would use this money to harvest the 'leeks' of the us stock market, and the money would double again.
Jiang Cheng had originally been worried about the acquisition of TikTok shares.
As it turned out, the problem had been solved directly.
Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Wang Congcong forced himself to cheer up.
"What about that stock matter you mentioned? Don't forget about me. I've already told my dad, even though this money is truly insignificant to you." Wang Congcong rubbed his nose, showing a rare sense of youthful bashfulness.
"Don't worry, we'll talk about it during dinner. These two are the first group of friends I made in Shanghai; if there's a chance to make money, I'll bring them along." Jiang Cheng patted his shoulder.
Seeing how loyal Jiang Cheng was, Wang Congcong couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
Just after the final payment was transferred, the system prompted him again.
"Congratulations Host, your level has increased again!"
"The Host will now receive 3 Yuan for every second of existence in the world."
[Name: Jiang Cheng.]
[Age: 18 years old.]
[Height: 185 cm.]
[Appearance: 93 points.]
[Level: 13.]
[System Reserve Fund: 1,886,410 Yuan (can be withdrawn at any time)]
[System: 3 Yuan/second.]
[Upgrade Experience: 7,210,170,000 / 10,000,000,000.]
[System Items: One Bad Luck Card, one Descendant Devouring Card, one Junior Cashback Card (limit 500,000), five Intermediate Cashback Cards (limit 2,000,000).]
[Skills: Agile Tongue Skill, Milking... Affectionate Eyes Skill, Mind Perception Skill, Danger Perception Skill, Professional Driving Skill.]
...After seeing off Jiang Cheng and Wang Congcong, Xu Lei sighed and leaned back in the leather chair of his office.
Beside him, Zhu Yan looked at Xu Lei's dejected state, furrowed her brows, and asked in confusion, "Uncle, what's wrong? You've completed such a massive deposit; why are you sighing?"
Xu Lei looked at Zhu Yan and sighed again. "Sigh, it's nothing. I just feel like such a failure at over forty years old. I feel a bit bad inside."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan immediately flared up. "Uncle, how can you start humblebragging too? Your current social status is a height many people can't reach in a lifetime. Be honest. You absolutely must not learn from that Mr. Jiang just now, complaining that over ten billion is too little. How am I supposed to live on a salary of only a few tens of thousands a month? I don't want to hear that from you."
Xu Lei was amused by Zhu Yan's words.
"By the way, there's definitely no problem with the transferred funds, right?" Xu Lei confirmed once more.
Zhu Yan nodded with certainty. "Don't worry, I've checked. The funds were transferred from the overseas us stock market."
Xu Lei nodded.
If there were a problem, the state would have sent people to investigate long ago; they wouldn't have stayed quiet until now.
"This Jiang Cheng is likely not a simple person. I have to find a way to keep him at our bank for the long term."
After saying this, Xu Lei looked at Zhu Yan again. "You are his personal assistant now. Make sure you do your best to satisfy all his requests."
"Don't let your uncle's good intentions go to waste. I had selfish motives for making you his personal assistant. As the saying goes, 'a pavilion near the water enjoys the moonlight first.' You're at the age where you should be looking for a boyfriend. If it's appropriate..."
Before Xu Lei could finish, Zhu Yan interrupted him with a blush.
"Uncle, stop talking. I know what you mean."
Xu Lei smiled. "It's good that you know. There aren't many clients like Jiang Cheng in all of China. Both you and I are lucky. As long as we keep such a big client firmly in our hands, in a few years, maybe this position of mine will be yours."
...As night fell, the lights of The Bund began to glow. Jiang Cheng and Wang Congcong drove to the Peace Hotel in Shanghai.
The Peace Hotel, located on the banks of the Huangpu River, has a long and illustrious history.
This high-profile landmark building has always been the social center of the Shanghai Bund and a gathering place for celebrities from all walks of life.
It has witnessed many brilliant moments in history.
Previously, Jiang Cheng had only seen it in history books; today was his first time actually walking inside.
The luxurious and grand decoration style certainly had the flavor of Old Shanghai.
Following the Waitress's lead, Jiang Cheng and Wang Congcong went through several twists and turns into a private room.
When the door opened, three people were already sitting inside.
They were Wang Zheng, Qin Fen, and Chen Hao.
The three of them turned their heads to look as the door opened.
"Old Jiang, you're finally here. We've been waiting for you for a long time." Seeing Jiang Cheng walk in, several people stood up.
"You guys are here so early? I brought someone along. I shouldn't need to introduce this face, right?" Jiang Cheng said to them, putting his arm around Wang Congcong.
Seeing Wang Congcong suddenly appear, the three people present had varying expressions.
Compared to Wang Zheng and Chen Hao's unfamiliarity with Wang Congcong, Qin Fen seemed much more enthusiastic. "Old Wang, I didn't expect you and Old Jiang to know each other."
"Oh, you're here too." Wang Congcong was also a bit surprised to see Qin Fen.
Jiang Cheng looked at the two of them and said, "So you two actually know each other?"
"Brother Wang and I are old acquaintances," Qin Fen said with a grin.
"This is Wang Zheng, and that is Chen Hao," Jiang Cheng introduced them to Wang Congcong.
After a second's pause, Wang Zheng said warmly, "There's no need for introductions. Brother Wang, come sit over here."
Chen Hao followed suit and called out, "Yeah, Brother Wang, please sit."
Wang Congcong nodded to the two of them.