Hearing this, Jiang Cheng really wanted to tell Si Qing.
That Big Red Envelope was what she wanted him to give her at the hotel last time.
But back then, for the sake of Si Nian, he was unwilling to hand over his capital.
Since Si Nian was here now, Jiang Cheng could only rub his nose and say, "A Big Red Envelope, as the name suggests, is a red bao. Remember, it absolutely must be red."
"That's it? Really?" the two girls asked in unison.
The two girls clearly didn't believe Jiang Cheng's words.
Because they clearly saw the blatant seduction in the eyes of Wang Yao and Lin Xi.
Si Qing and Si Nian exchanged a doubtful glance, pouting their lips and letting out a soft, coquettish grunt.
"Then, according to you, we two can also give you a Big Red Envelope..."
Hearing this, some inappropriate images appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind.
On the surface, the two girls looked almost identical; even facial recognition would find no difference.
He just wondered if they would still be indistinguishable once their clothes were discarded.
Especially since he didn't know if the 'red envelopes' these two gave him would also be exactly the same.
*Cough cough.*
Jiang Cheng happily hugged the two girls upon hearing this.
"Really??"
Seeing Jiang Cheng's excited expression, the two girls became even more suspicious.
They even felt an impulse to pick up their phones and search for how this term should really be understood.
Si Qing followed up on Jiang Cheng's words.
"Hmm, then I also want to ask, how much money does it take to count as a Big Red Envelope when we give it to you? We two don't have that much money."
Jiang Cheng smirked when he heard this: "Don't worry, when the time comes, you two just open the red envelope, and I'll be the one to stuff the capital inside..."
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Wang Yao and Lin Xi, who were sitting nearby, both squeezed their thighs.
Their expressions were clearly no better than those of the Twin Sisters.
If Jiang Cheng were willing, they wouldn't even need to wait for him to put the capital in; they would actively put him in, okay??
Speaking of this, the two sisters clearly hadn't yet grasped the meaning of 'the wickedness of society.'
Seeing so many people present, they stopped the topic, knowing when enough was enough.
At this moment, Wang Congcong, Qi Yuan, and the others were still talking about the yacht.
Hearing Qi Yuan constantly rambling about sea fishing, Wang Congcong sneered, hooked his arm around him, and said, "You haven't even seen the shadow of the boat yet, and you're already planning to get it for free? Your abacus is clacking loudly."
Qi Yuan retorted without showing weakness: "What's wrong with getting it for free? Brother Cheng isn't stingy like you."
"Calling me stingy, hey, hey, hey, you've been on my family's yacht quite a few times, haven't you?"
"Quite a few, but compared to Brother Cheng's, I suddenly lost interest. My old man manages things strictly and absolutely won't let me touch this kind of 'luxury item.' But you're different. How about you buy one too? Then I won't freeload off Brother Cheng; I'll ride yours instead."
"Just because your family won't let you buy one, mine will?" Wang Congcong rolled his eyes. "The one my old man bought before was just over 100 million. He constantly nags me, saying, 'Enough is enough.' If I dared suggest buying one worth 1.38 billion, wouldn't he chew me out royally?"
Jiang Cheng watched the two bicker, raised his wine glass, and chuckled: "Alright, you two stop pretending to be poor. It's just 1.38 billion. If you really needed to, which one of your families couldn't take it out? Stop playing the pitiful card."
Qin Fen, who was nearby, laughed upon hearing this: "Brother Cheng, 1.38 billion isn't 130,000. If it weren't for meeting you, having 100 or 200 million in cash on us would already be quite impressive in the Demon Capital, okay? We've made money following you, but we can't get past our families. If we say we're investing, we can get the money, but if we ask for money to buy a yacht, we'd be scolded to death..."
Chen Hao nodded along: "Exactly! The money can be produced, but the family definitely won't agree. If we really bought it, we'd probably be heavily criticized."
Wang Zheng spread his hands: "So, we still have to rely on Brother Cheng. Only Brother Cheng has this courage, and nobody controls him at home, so he can buy whatever he wants. As for us, we'll just wait to freeload off Brother Cheng's yacht and enjoy ourselves!"
After he finished speaking, Wu Quan and the three others originally wanted to chime in.
But realizing they had only contributed a small amount of money, they felt a bit embarrassed to speak.
As soon as Wang Zheng finished, Wang Congcong, who was next to him, nodded: "That makes sense. My family's three yachts cost a lot just in annual maintenance, docking fees, and crew salaries. Not to mention one over a billion; maintaining that is even more expensive."
Just as he finished, He Youjun, who was next to him, smiled and chimed in: "My mom also has a yacht, but it's her private property. Although I can sail it, I still have to borrow it from her when I want to use it. How could I call the shots? If I bought one myself, the elders in my immediate family might not say anything, but I'm afraid the people from the other branches would talk too much, definitely complaining about 'extravagance and waste.' Now that Brother Cheng has a boat, it's great—I can freeload off it too..."
Listening to them talk back and forth, Jiang Cheng pointed at them and laughed mockingly: "I finally understand. Your families won't let you buy one, so you pooled money to buy this boat for me so you can openly freeload off it later, right?"
As soon as he said this, Qi Yuan, Wang Congcong, and the others immediately burst into laughter.
Qin Fen slapped his thigh and said, "Brother Cheng, you really hit the nail on the head! What do we call this? Good brothers must share blessings. Since you have a boat, can't we enjoy the benefits too!"
Wang Congcong also laughed and agreed: "That's exactly right! Instead of each of us being nagged by our families, it's better to collectively give you a big gift. Then, when we want to go sailing, we just go straight to you. It saves a lot of worry."
Although the few of them said this, Jiang Cheng was perfectly clear in his heart.
He didn't believe their excuses at all.
Take Wang Congcong, for example; Richest Man Wang only has this one precious son.
If he was determined to buy a yacht, let alone one worth over a billion, even one worth tens of billions, his father would eventually have to indulge him.
Qin Fen, Qi Yuan, and the others were the same. Their families might seem strict, but if they truly set their minds to something, was there anything they couldn't accomplish?
To put it bluntly, this was just a joke among a group of rich young masters gathering together.
It wasn't that they couldn't afford it, nor was it that their families forbade it.
They were just using the excuse of "pooling money to gift him" to satisfy their desire to play on a yacht together while also naturally strengthening their relationship.
A look of knowing amusement flashed in Jiang Cheng's eyes, but he didn't expose their pretense.
Since his brothers were willing to interact this way,
he was naturally happy to cooperate.
Jiang Cheng shook his head, feigning helplessness, yet his eyes were full of smiles.
"Fine, you guys are good planners. But since this is a gesture from my brothers, this boat will be under our collective 'ownership' from now on. Just let me know anytime you want to go sailing."
"Got it!" The few of them answered in unison, and the laughter in the private room became even livelier.
Full of unspoken camaraderie among brothers.
After three rounds of drinks, most of the bottles on the table were empty. Jiang Cheng put down his glass, rubbed his forehead, swayed slightly, and said vaguely, "That's enough for now, I'll take off first."
Hearing this, nobody tried to keep him.
After all, Jiang Cheng had brought the Twin Sisters with him.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng stood up and deliberately "stumbled," as if he couldn't stand steadily.
Seeing this, Si Qing and Si Nian immediately held onto his arms, one on the left and one on the right, and asked nervously, "Jiang Cheng, are you alright?"
Jiang Cheng leaned onto the two girls, his eyelids drooping, looking quite drunk.