After the plane took off, the group got into a car and left the airport.

Chen Cheng curled the corner of his lips slightly and looked smilingly at Miao Che, who was checking his phone. "How about it, Senior Brother? Why don't you come to Company Name too?"

"I've still kept the position of head of the Audit Department open for you."

Zhao Hui burst into laughter. "Hero Miao, this guy's hoe seems determined not to stop until he's completely hollowed out Shenmao Bank."

Chen Cheng took the opportunity to hand his phone to Miao Che.

Miao Che looked at the document title, his expression tightening.

"Company Name Future?"

Miao Che browsed through Chen Cheng's five-year and ten-year plans, his expression growing grave.

"Finance, technology, consumer goods, manufacturing. Aren't you overextending yourself?"

"If you take strides that are too big, you're bound to tear something."

Chen Cheng chuckled and shook his head. "No success is possible without taking risks."

"I plan to spend ten years turning Company Name into a comprehensive multinational capital group."

"After ten years, I'll retire."

"Planting flowers, tending to them, watering them, weeding, and so on."

With his golden finger and watching the steady daily growth in Japan, Chen Cheng's ambition gradually expanded.

He wanted to walk step by step to the very top and stand at the pinnacle of the world.

No one to support my ambition to reach the clouds?

So what?

No one to support me?

Then I'll just swing my hoe and use my money to dig up the right people.

Right now, Zhao Hui and Miao Che were very suitable.

Zhao Hui had already been dug up.

All that was left was for Miao Che to fill the vacancy in internal audit.

Chen Cheng had studied history; he understood best that the collapse of any great edifice always begins from within.

He needed a sword of integrity, and Miao Che was the most suitable candidate.

Right now, his investigation into Dai Qiye could be said to be disregarding the reputation of his mentor's mentor and the face of his own mentor; he simply wanted the truth.

In the original plot, he was also the one behind the scenes working to topple the corrupted Zhao Hui.

Someone with his own principles, who wasn't bound by sentimentality, was the most suitable person to balance internal interests and govern corruption.

"I never intended to become a fat man in one bite; the first five years are all about building up strength."

"Any acquisitions are just small-scale operations."

Miao Che smacked his lips. Billions in business, and he calls it small-scale?

Miao Che exchanged a look with Zhao Hui and voiced the doubt that had long been building up inside him. "What is your equity stake in SC?"

Chen Cheng curled his lips; Miao Che was interested after all. He answered loudly:

"36.36%! I also hold half of the dividend rights for the remaining sixty-plus percent."

Chen Cheng glanced at the two of them and continued, "Before this fundraising round, Company Name China was entirely funded by my family fund."

"Zhencheng Hong Kong has 700 million USD in capital, which will be used for mergers and investment projects, also funded by my family fund."

Chen Cheng did not mention Gongrong Investment.

Right now, it seemed inconspicuous, but his golden finger was entirely focused on it.

In three years—no, two and a half years—Gongrong Investment would be a behemoth.

It would even gradually surpass the current Zhencheng System.

Chen Cheng had already isolated the ownership of Gongrong Investment, completely separating it from the Zhencheng System.

This would avoid dragging Gongrong down should Company Name grow large in the future and encounter systemic risks.

This way, with one in the light and one in the shadows, these two carriages would complement each other.

They had originally thought there was a mysterious investor behind Chen Cheng.

Now, Chen Cheng had directly admitted it was all his family fund.

Even with the composure and bearing that Zhao Hui and Miao Che had cultivated for many years within the system, they both gasped.

Is this really something one person could accomplish?

In just over five years, a billionaire under thirty?

The Chen Cheng before them could best be described as favored by the heavens.

They had really hit the jackpot.

Miao Che still hadn't made a decision. "Let me think about it some more."

Chen Cheng shrugged. Miao Che didn't have Zhao Hui's difficulties, nor did he have Wu Xianlong as a catalyst.

To poach him, Chen Cheng was prepared to make three visits, just like in the legends.

Miao Che handed the phone back. "I will keep what I saw today a secret."

Chen Cheng smiled. "I trust you, Senior Brother, otherwise I wouldn't have shown you the future plans for Company Name."

In reality, Chen Cheng had his own calculations when he brought out the five-year plan.

Once Miao Che had seen this grand goal, he would keep thinking about it.

Thinking and thinking—if he encountered anything unpleasant at the bank again, this psychological anchor might just take effect.

Don't talk to me about treating people with sincerity or moving Miao Che with good intentions.

Being able to be calculated against among adults is your greatest value.

Sincerity has to be weighed by the pound.

As for talking about compensation, that's thinking too small.

You only talk about compensation with beasts of burden.

At the level of positions held by Miao Che and Zhao Hui, selling a vision and talking about ideals is more useful.

The only thing Chen Cheng was worried about now was that by poaching two major generals from Shenmao Bank in a row, he would be resented.

However, he couldn't afford to be so thorough right now.

He would handle whatever came his way.

Besides, Miao Che hadn't even come yet.

"You need to remind Zhao Hui about the relationship between Rui Rui and Chen Cheng."

Just after Miao Che returned home, he received a message from Ma Li.

Miao Che pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and replied, "Old Zhao knows. Chen Cheng is not someone who doesn't understand the rules; you don't need to worry too much."

"As for the future, Rui Rui will be an adult soon, let her experience it herself."

"You men are truly cold-hearted."

Ma Li looked at her phone and rolled her eyes, too lazy to bother with Miao Che anymore.

She looked at Zhao Rui playing with her daughter and shook her head helplessly.

She waved at a flight attendant, who walked over with a smile. "Hello, Ma'am, is there anything I can help you with?"

Ma Li smiled back. "Give me a glass of champagne."

"Certainly, Ma'am, I'll prepare that for you right away."

Ma Li watched the flight attendant's retreating figure and shrugged self-deprecatingly. "It's so good to be rich."

Chen Cheng returned to 1288; he had already prepared to make this his primary residence.

All his luxury cars gathered together were too conspicuous at Ode to Joy and easily attracted attention.

Just as he lay down on the sofa, Fang Sijin brought him a glass of water.

Chen Cheng received an unexpected call.

"Ms. Qin, has the matter been resolved?"

The call was from Qin Shi.

"Ahem~" On the other end of the line, Qin Shi's expression stiffened. "Not yet."

Chen Cheng curled his lips; he knew it wouldn't be that easy for her to come clean to Tang Yihui.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have told that lie in the first place.

"Then why are you calling? If I remember correctly, today is the last day, right?"

Qin Shi's tone was pleading, but without any coquettishness; she was just a bit urgent. "Uh... could I ask you to do me a favor?"

"Why should I help you?" Chen Cheng chuckled.

Qin Shi spoke in a coquettish tone, "Oh, Brother, just for the sake of me being your junior sister, please help me, okay?"

Chen Cheng's expression tightened. Damn, that's really something.

Thinking of Qin Shi's curvaceous figure, Scum Cheng really wanted to pull her over immediately and ravish her.

See if she's still running a fever.

"Tell me about it. If it's not too difficult, it might be doable."