Chapter 39 All He Sees Is Money

The boss's words are law, there's no room for negotiation.

Besides, Cheng Jia had no right to say no.

Suddenly lowering her eyelids, Cheng Jia nods, no longer meeting President Shi's gaze. "Okay."

“I’m just teaching you a lesson. Next time Mr. Shi comes to Jinhe, you’ll know how to handle him,” Zhou Minghe scolded Cheng Jia. “It doesn’t matter if I offend other clients, that’s my attitude.”

Shi Qingci was very satisfied: "Mr. Zhou, you're too kind."

"It has to be done! Hahaha..." Zhou Minghe laughed heartily.

The two discussed construction business unrelated to Cheng Jia, and the meal went smoothly.

Cheng Jia sat silently to the side, occasionally nodding in agreement with Boss Zhou's words, but in reality, he was too lazy to even listen to what they were talking about.

Swallowing these delicious ingredients tasted like chewing wax.

For Cheng Jia, nothing was more serious than losing money.

He's really short of money.

Saving up enough money to save a life is difficult enough, but paying off debts first makes it even harder now.

His fatal weakness—his desire to make money—has been exposed.

If nothing unexpected happens...

Next, Shi Qingci will further curb his ability to make money.

Because Shi Qingci didn't want him to have an easy time.

The feeling of despair was like moss growing on a rock wall on a rainy day. In the casual glances of Mr. Shi, small patches of fungi sprouted, sticky and damp, gradually filling Cheng Jia's heart.

How can we change this situation?

He shouldn't have been so aggressive and angered Shi Qingci, nor should he have been so quick to speak.

Is it too late to admit defeat now?

I'll find an opportunity to apologize sincerely later.

He needs to talk to President Shi.

He needs money.

"......"

After dinner, Zhou Minghe invited Shi Qingci to go sea fishing on a boat in the evening, but Shi Qingci refused, saying she wanted to go home to catch up on sleep. Zhou Minghe didn't press the matter further and simply asked Cheng Jia to drive President Shi back to the villa.

On the way back to the western suburbs, the carriage was quiet again.

The man in the passenger seat was relaxed, leaning back in the leather seat and looking at the road. He seemed to be in a much better mood than before the meal, occasionally glancing at Cheng Jia.

Cheng Jia hasn't figured out how to talk to him yet.

Shi Qingci spoke first: "I'm sorry that I caused you to be fined by President Zhou. It's only a few thousand yuan, you don't care, do you?"

“I care a lot.” Cheng Jia made no attempt to hide her desire for money, cautiously stating her position: “You can use the most vicious words to insult me, attack me, or even physically assault me, I will accept it.”

Cheng Jia continued, "...Please don't stop me from making money."

His tone sounded calm yet firm.

But his fingernails dug into the steering wheel while he was talking.

The fact that the black leather zipper was etched with crescent-shaped marks is enough to prove how nervous they were.

"......"

Shi Qingci scoffed casually: "My dealings with your CEO Zhou are for mutual benefit. Don't you know what they call me behind my back? God of Wealth."

"How could the God of Wealth block your path to wealth? Manager Cheng, don't wrong me."

"You know perfectly well whether I'm blocking the way or not, I don't need to say more," Cheng Jia could see out of the corner of his eye that the person in the passenger seat had shifted their position. "I apologize for all the mistakes I made before, I'm sorry."

Shi Qingci's expression gradually turned cold: "As expected, you only make sacrifices or bow your head when your own interests are involved. Cheng Jia, I find you becoming more and more vulgar and boring."

He has no feelings whatsoever; all he sees is money.

These kinds of scammers are utterly despicable.

“Yes, I am vulgar,” Cheng Jia said, her breathing trembling slightly. She pursed her lips tightly. “I am just an ordinary person living at the bottom of society, working hard to make money every day. I admit it.”

The car was quiet for a few seconds.

While waiting for the green light, an electric car was parked next to the black Audi A8.

The afternoon sun shone on a family of three riding bicycles.

The man was riding a bicycle, and the woman was holding a child who looked to be about two years old.

The child seemed to hear what his mother said, and giggled as he looked up and laughed, burying his round head inside his father's arm and bouncing his little feet.

The man had a gentle smile on his face as he told his wife to hold their naughty child carefully.

See? Money isn't the only important thing in the world.

This is Shi Qingci's idea.

After all, people tend to value what they lack most.

That's strange, why doesn't Cheng Jia value family ties?

They only care about money.

Keeping this question in mind, Shi Qingci spoke up: "If you value money so much, and spend all your savings on your princess, and you can't even bring yourself to win her back after your courtship fails, don't you deserve it?"

He deducted 3,000 yuan from Cheng Jia.

Cheng Jia's expression made it seem like he had embezzled three million.

He's so generous when it comes to spending money on others.

Now they deserve it.

"...Serves him right. I regret giving him such an expensive gift," Cheng Jia said with a self-deprecating laugh, seemingly remembering something. "I acted impulsively and didn't realize my place."

If he was only after money, he wouldn't need to buy gifts for Young Master Shi.

Perfume, sneakers, gaming gear, limited edition T-shirts, computer towers...

Cheng Jia spent almost all of the 200,000 yuan that Shi Qingci's second uncle gave him back on Shi Qingci. At the time, he didn't feel that he should have done it, and he spent it very generously while feeling guilty.

This shows that Cheng Jia is good at doing this kind of thankless, backbreaking work.

A greedy swindler's attempt to deceive Young Master Shi was ultimately futile.

Drinking with Boss Wang is pointless.

I lived for eight years, from age 17 to 24, in a daze.

As Cheng Jia grew older, he became increasingly confused, often wondering what the meaning of life was. This feeling usually only appeared late at night when he was drunk, when he was all alone in the world.

Now, even in broad daylight, I can be made into an emo state.

I also have to thank Mr. Shi.

The passenger in the front seat, seeing Cheng Jia's dejected expression, seemed quite pleased: "Sober now? Good. Being a kept man isn't so easy, and princesses aren't easy to please."

“That’s right, they’re not easy to please,” Cheng Jia confirmed with a sigh.

Was the conversation a failure?

It seems that President Shi has no intention of letting him off the hook.

"......"

The restaurant is in the city center, about a half-hour drive from the western suburbs.

When we were about ten minutes away from the villa.

Shi Qingci finally chose her words carefully: "...I only know that your parents passed away one after the other when you were 17. How did they die?"

Shi Qingci learned that Cheng Jia's parents had both passed away when she was a sophomore in college.

His father was seriously ill at the time, and he took Cheng Jia to visit him in the hospital.

After leaving the hospital, I sat on a lawn bench, trembling.

Shi Qingci was terrified that her father would succumb to the pain and leave her.

At that time, Cheng Jia was by his side, and to comfort him, she took the initiative to say:

"...Don't be afraid, my parents are gone too, they've been gone for almost two years, but I'm still alive and well."

"My dad told me before he died that I should study hard, live well, and not be too sad about their passing. He said everyone will die eventually."

"I'm sorry, my dad isn't very educated, and he's too blunt. Anyway, he said they'd be there for me in another way... but that's just him trying to comfort me. I know that once someone dies, they're gone forever. I was just saying it to reassure you."

Later, Shi Qingci told him to shut up.

Cheng Jia is not good at comforting people.

Cheng Jia told Shi Qingci that when facing the impending death of a loved one, there is no other way but to accept it and be strong; this is based on experience.

only......

On the first night after their reunion.

Shi Qingci used this information to sting Cheng Jia in the guest room.

That's the line—

'You went back to your hometown and saw your parents?'

He clearly knew all along that Cheng Jia's parents were gone.

But there was nothing he could do. At that time, Shi Qingci was in great pain, and Cheng Jia's behavior after their reunion was too indifferent. He was so overwhelmed with pain that he only wanted Cheng Jia to be in pain as well.

This was the second time he had mentioned Cheng Jia's parents.

Ask how your parents died.

"......"