Chen Cheng nodded, "There's nothing wrong with the business model."

"I've met the people too."

"Zhang Qin is socially graceful, and Yang Qing can set aside his pride; their posture is low enough."

"They are people who can get things done."

"Since they're classmates, let's just invest."

Chen Cheng had always been a worldly man; he would still maintain his basic foundation of friends and family.

Otherwise, if he ever became a target of public criticism, there wouldn't even be anyone to speak up for him.

Whether it's Richard Liu, Lei Jun, or Jack Ma.

They all have to look after their relatives and classmates just the same.

Is it really because they have such great relationships?

Not necessarily.

No matter what a person does, the friends, teachers, and classmates they've known since childhood, their parents, siblings, and even those usually unpleasant relatives—

All of these together make up a person's foundation.

This is the deeper reason why people are willing to maintain relationships.

Without these complex interpersonal relationships, one would truly become a transcendent expert who has moved beyond the world.

As he spoke, Chen Cheng shook his head, "Sometimes I don't know if they like me or my money."

Sun Xin pondered for two seconds, "Maybe... the two are inherently one and the same."

"Maybe," Chen Cheng said, turning to smile at her, "I'm rich!"

"Pfft—" Sun Xin burst out laughing.

She covered her mouth and giggled for a long while.

"You've really changed; you can tell jokes now."

She thought for a moment and continued, "But that really is a worry of the wealthy."

"The more you have, the more you fear losing it."

"Uh..." Chen Cheng was a bit speechless.

In the past, he really was a bit worried about whether the fund would suffer large-scale losses and such.

But after getting the Midas Touch, that worry had completely vanished.

Sun Xin curled her lip, "Then have you ever thought that what you have now is something many people could never have in their entire lives?"

"So when you criticize others, you should know that not everyone has the same conditions as you."

Chen Cheng frowned slightly, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, "It's rare to see someone who dares to lecture me."

"I didn't..." Sun Xin suddenly realized she had overstepped. A blush crept onto her face as she gave Chen Cheng an embarrassed smile, "I didn't mean it like that."

Chen Cheng looked at her embarrassed face and laughed.

Sun Xin was instantly flustered, knowing he was teasing her.

She curled her lip, "You're getting a bit glib now."

She thought again, a faint smile hidden on her lips, and said, "Not at all like the old Chen Cheng, who was restrained and down-to-earth."

After saying that, Sun Xin nodded in agreement with her own words.

Chen Cheng shrugged, "People always change."

As he spoke, Scum Cheng rested his elbow on the center armrest, propped his chin on his hand, and stared straight into Sun Xin's eyes, his voice full of magnetism, "So do you prefer the old, more restrained me?"

"Or the current... 'glib' me you mentioned?"

Seeing Scum Cheng's handsome face so close—with his sharp brows, bright eyes, and elegant demeanor—Sun Xin's heart rate suddenly accelerated, and a blush crept onto her face.

This guy used to be so thin you could see the bones in his face. Now that he had a bit more meat on him, why did he look more and more handsome?

A smile played on Sun Xin's lips, "You're asking this question without any sincerity."

"I'm not answering either."

Chen Cheng chuckled and didn't press the attack further.

Alternating tension and relaxation is the way of the scholar and the warrior.

Sun Xin glanced out the car window and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Why have we come to China World Trade Center area?"

"You'll know in a moment."

Before long, the car entered the parking lot of an office building.

Chen Cheng took Sun Xin up to the 39th floor.

At first, Sun Xin was a bit dazed, but when she stepped out of the elevator and saw the restaurant's name, her eyes widened instantly.

She turned to Chen Cheng in surprise, "Today is Qixi! I heard this place is usually very hard to book. How did you get a reservation?"

Chen Cheng was stunned. Booking... was that a problem?

Wasn't it just a matter of a single phone call?

He still said, "If you book in advance, you can get one. It's not like we're trying to eat dragon meat."

The corners of Sun Xin's mouth lifted slightly, and a secret joy rose in her heart. So he had planned this long ago.

She chided playfully, "There's no such thing as dragon meat."

Chen Cheng's eyes blinked. Whether there's dragon meat, I don't know.

But if I get the chance, I'll definitely let you eat dragon root.

Hehe...

The two walked into the restaurant side by side. The restaurant manager confirmed the reservation and led them to a window seat.

Before even sitting down, Sun Xin looked out at the brightly lit China World Trade Center area CBD and sighed with emotion.

"I work overtime here every day, but I've never seen the night view of Beijing from this angle."

Chen Cheng followed her gaze and nodded, "Yeah, the weather is good today; it really is beautiful."

This was booked by Chen Cheng with a call to the private banking butler at Shenmao Bank.

He had only stated his requirements, glanced at the places recommended by the butler, and made the choice.

He hadn't even looked closely.

After the two sat down, Sun Xin noticed a bouquet of red roses placed against the glass curtain wall on the table.

Her eyes lit up, and she turned to Chen Cheng, "This is?"

Chen Cheng smiled and nodded, "For you, of course."

He picked up the flowers and handed them to her, "Isn't it a holiday?"

"Happy Valentine's Day."

Sun Xin took the flowers, lowered her head to sniff them, and her mouth curved into a crescent, "Mmm, they're very fragrant~"

"Thank you~"

"1, 2, 3... 16, 17, 18," Sun Xin counted happily, then looked up at Chen Cheng, "Why are there eighteen?"

Chen Cheng frowned slightly and said tentatively, "Forever eighteen years old?"

The corners of Sun Xin's mouth lifted, and she blinked, "Mmm, I'll accept that blessing."

She put the flowers back, took out her phone, and snapped a photo of them.

Then she took a selfie.

The frame included her, the flowers, and the brilliant night sky of the China World Trade Center area CBD.

At that moment, a waiter came over with the menus.

As Chen Cheng took the menu, he chuckled, "It could also be a blessing from the private banking butler."

"Huh?" Sun Xin was about to pull him in for a selfie, but when Scum Cheng said that, her mood instantly felt like a roller coaster, plummeting from the peak.

Her hand holding the phone froze, and she stared at Chen Cheng with wide eyes, "private banking butler?"

Chen Cheng nodded, "Yeah, I had the private banking butler book this place over the phone."

"They probably prepared this."

"Ha~" Sun Xin opened her mouth wide and shook her head huffily, "You didn't have to say that."

Chen Cheng had a bright smile on his face, "I am a sincere person."

You can't just keep flattering a girl when you're picking her up; you have to make her mood feel like a roller coaster.

High and low, tension and relaxation, civil and martial, soft and hard, deep and shallow...

That's how you make her never forget you.