Wang Zheng: "@Qi Yuan, I told you your slogan wouldn't work, but you insisted I redo it."
Qin Fen: "So it was Brother Qi who came up with the slogan. Looking back at it now, it's quite profound. Good work, good work."
Chen Hao: "Brother Qin is right. If you look closely, the first and last lines even rhyme. Such literary talent!"
Qi Yuan: "I'm glad you two know how to appreciate it."
Wang Congcong: "I'm gonna puke. It's the exact same character; how is that rhyming?"
Qi Yuan: "@Wang Congcong, you never properly studied the Chinese language. You grew up with a foreign education, so what do you know?"
Wang Congcong: "Hey, hey, hey, if you're going to put it like that, I'm afraid no one here is qualified to comment. Old Qin studied in Europe, you know."
Qi Yuan: "He studied in Europe, but he went to primary school in the Magic City. What about you? Where did you go as a kid? You fake Chinese person."
Wang Congcong: "I went to primary school in Singapore, so what?! Even though it was an international school, most of the students were Chinese... You're just being regionally biased."
He Youjun: "Speaking of Singapore, I suddenly thought of a way to avoid taxes."
Zheng Zhigang: "@He Youjun, we're thinking of the same thing."
Wang Congcong: "The Lion City is a world-famous tax haven."
Qin Fen: "@Jiang Cheng, hahaha, this is awesome. Just saw the news—the Market Supervision Bureau and the Vehicle Administration Bureau have already stepped in and seized the Conglomerate's headquarters' vehicles and data."
Wang Zheng: "The Conglomerate's stock has already dropped significantly. It's expected to rise slightly by the time the market closes tonight, but it should open even lower tomorrow. Everyone is waiting for an official announcement from China now."
Chen Hao: "If they could just slap them with a fine of tens of billions of dollars like the Pretty Country did three years ago, combined with this stock market hit, the Conglomerate would lose a layer of skin even if they don't collapse."
He Youjun: "Some people are a step behind us, but it seems they've also caught wind of it. My elder sister even called me yesterday to ask about it and whether she should buy in, but they're ultimately too late."
After reading the messages in the group, Jiang Cheng didn't feel anything in particular.
In his view, it was perfectly normal for people to catch wind of things early. After all, the business world was like a battlefield, and news always traveled fast.
Jiang Cheng didn't suspect any of them because of this.
He felt that if the news had been leaked by one of them, his Danger Perception Skill would have alerted him long ago.
Jiang Cheng: "@Everyone, prepare to wrap things up in the next two days. Keep the banners up as usual."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng took a screenshot of He Youjun's comment about tax avoidance in Singapore and sent it to Chen Xueer.
Qi Yuan: "@Jiang Cheng, Brother Cheng, when are we wrapping up? I can't wait to arrange for my new watch."
Wang Congcong: "@Jiang Cheng, you have no idea. This bastard Qi Yuan actually scrounged a gym card from a girl in the Atmosphere Group while drinking last night. Can you believe how ridiculous that is?"
Wang Zheng: "What? @Qi Yuan, you truly are the Stingy King."
Qi Yuan: "Hahaha, I like that title."
Qin Fen: "@Qi Yuan, I bow in respect!"
Wang Congcong: "You actually have the nerve to accept that title. Let me ask you, did you actually get your hands on her??"
Seeing Xia Meng staring blankly at the messages in the group, Jiang Cheng put his phone aside.
He slightly tightened his grip on Xia Meng's left hand, as if to remind her of his presence.
"Ah!" Xia Meng let out a soft cry, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness.
After her cry, her gaze fell on Jiang Cheng's face, her eyes filled with a mix of shyness and sweetness.
Coming back to her senses, Xia Meng shyly kissed Jiang Cheng's face twice.
Her movements were gentle and swift.
At this moment, the sour feeling she had felt upon first seeing Ye Wan's wechat message had long since vanished.
The corners of her mouth even curled up slightly as she smiled and said to Jiang Cheng, "Thank you, Brother Cheng."
Jiang Cheng was already very familiar with this kind of gratitude.
The girls around him would always say thank you after looking at his phone, as if it had become a normal occurrence.
Even if what they saw were his chat logs with other girls, they would still feel grateful for Jiang Cheng's frankness.
Jiang Cheng felt that perhaps it was this honesty that made them feel they held a somewhat unique status in his heart.
However, Jiang Cheng also knew that while this honesty had its benefits, he had to maintain a certain limit.
That limit lay in what content he allowed them to see.
Just like now, what Jiang Cheng showed Xia Meng were merely the messages from Ye Wan and the small group chat.
These kinds of insignificant messages were fine to see, and they made her feel that she was special to him. Why not do it?
Jiang Cheng activated his Deep Affection Gaze and stared intently at Xia Meng, his eyes full of tenderness and doting. He said softly, "You little dummy... what are you thanking me for?"
Looking into his eyes, Xia Meng felt even more at ease.
She had originally been worried that Jiang Cheng might have forgotten her after being away for so long, but now she suddenly felt she had been overthinking.
Xia Meng covered her mouth, a smile shimmering in her eyes.
She said, "The people in your group are quite interesting. I heard from a sister at the club before about a Second-generation rich guy who asked her to go ice skating and ended up mooching a pair of skates off her. She kept complaining to us, saying it was the first time she realized rich people could be so stingy. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect it to actually be true."
"If they aren't stingy, how would they become rich?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng answer so matter-of-factly, Xia Meng looked at him and asked, "Brother Cheng, then why aren't you stingy? You're so rich."
"Who says I'm not? Have you ever heard the saying? If a man isn't being stingy with a woman, he's bound to be trying to get his hands on something. And right now, I'm getting my hands on you..."
After he said this, Xia Meng let out a muffled groan, and her face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple that looked as if it could bleed.
When she was on the plane in Su Province, she had been wearing thick padded cotton trousers.
However, as they neared the Magic City, she had quickly changed into a long sweater, a skirt, and thin silk stockings while on the plane."}],"new_glossary_terms":[{"zh":"Brother Qi","en":"Brother Qi","entity_type":"person","gender":"male"},{"zh":"Brother Qin","en":"Brother Qin","entity_type":"person","gender":"male"},{"zh":"Old Qin","en":"Old Qin","entity_type":"person","gender":"male"},{"zh":"Magic City","en":"Magic City","entity_type":"location","gender":"neutral"},{"zh":"Singapore","en":"Singapore","entity_type":"location","gender":"neutral"},{"zh":"Lion City","en":"Lion City","entity_type":"location","gender":"neutral"},{"zh":"Market Supervision Bureau","en":"Market Supervision Bureau","entity_type":"organization","gender":"neutral"},{"zh":"Vehicle Administration Bureau","en":"Vehicle Administration Bureau","entity_type":"organization","gender":"neutral"},{"zh":"Brother Cheng","en":"Brother Cheng","entity_type":"person","gender":"male"},{"zh":"Stingy King","en":"Stingy King","entity_type":"other","gender":"male"}]}```of_thought_content_end}```json{