Chapter 54: Is this what a rich, handsome, and successful man is like?

If Zheng Qian hadn't refused to marry Jin Lu in the first place, he wouldn't have joined Chen Weiqiang's company as a vice president, let alone met Deng Shuxin and Deng Yuqing.

The road ahead is still long.

Without the massive source of funds from the System as his backing, if he were to enter the circle of capital, he would only be played for a fool.

So what if he possesses assets worth over a hundred million?

True capitalists can make your money vanish into thin air in a matter of minutes.

Zheng Qian is still just a sheep right now, occasionally using the horns on his head to butt his enemies. But if he wants to reach a point where, even without the System, money would flow into his account while he works only two or three hours a day, or doesn't work at all, Zheng Qian is still a long way off.

If he wants to break into the circle of capital, he cannot be a sheep; he must be a wolf, a vicious wolf with sharp fangs and claws.

Just as Chen Weiqiang said during the card game.

Money, status.

You have to be greedy, and you have to be ruthless.

He needs to grow fangs and claws; the road Zheng Qian has to travel is still very long.

Whether it is tempering his heart in the mortal world or rising and falling in the sea of business, countless tests await Zheng Qian as he attempts to transcend his class.

"Not bad, not bad at all. This steak is cooked really well." After putting a piece of steak into his mouth, Zheng Qian couldn't help but praise Deng Yuqing's culinary skills.

The steak was seared on the outside and tender on the inside, cooked to a perfect medium-rare. It hadn't lost its protein, and the texture was well-maintained. As expected of a nutritionist, she must cook steak often.

Zheng Qian had already eaten quite a bit at the dinner table, and he thought he wouldn't be able to eat any more, but to his surprise, he managed to finish most of it, leaving very little behind.

"Xiao Qian, why don't you stay the night here tonight?"

Zheng Qian raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was already past twelve o'clock, well past the time he had told Jin Lu he would be back.

"That works, too." Zheng Qian agreed.

"I just wanted to ask, are you trying to pursue my sister?"

It was that question again.

Zheng Qian had already answered this last time. He wasn't trying to pursue Deng Shuxin; the situation had just been what it was, and he had simply paid the medical expenses.

To be honest, three or four hundred thousand didn't mean much to Zheng Qian, and the System had even returned it tenfold.

Investing in the coffee shop was simply because there was a possibility that Zheng Qian might lose face in the company. Who knew if Liu Shiqi might grit her teeth and really go against him?

"I don't mean anything else by it, I'm just asking," Deng Yuqing said, fearing that Zheng Qian might misunderstand and feel annoyed, so she quickly explained.

"It's fine, it's fine. I can tell you the truth: I do have some affection for Deng Shuxin, but that doesn't mean I want to pursue her."

Zheng Qian couldn't bring himself to do that kind of thing.

Deng Yuqing continued, "Do you think I'm not good-looking enough?"

She even made a cute expression.

Deng Yuqing had also inherited Deng Zhiming's genes. Although she wasn't as tall as Deng Shuxin, she was on par with Zheng Qian, standing at 1.7 meters.

She was tall and slender with a perfect figure. Every smile and frown revealed a peerless beauty that even Hong Kong and Taiwanese actresses would pale in comparison to.

With conditions like these, Deng Yuqing could easily become a model. Zheng Qian believed that Deng Yuqing could become an international-level model.

She could clearly rely on her looks to make a living, yet she insisted on relying on her talent and ability.

Deng Shuxin's voice called out from outside the door.

"Sis~ help me find the mosquito repellent!"

"Coming!" Deng Yuqing replied from inside the room.

"Oh, right, I heard you have some issues with your lumbar spine and shoulders. Do you want me to call her over to give you a massage?"

"That won't be necessary. It's getting late, let her rest."

"Alright."

The next morning.

After breakfast, Deng Yuqing drove Deng Shuxin to the company to handle her resignation, and dropped Zheng Qian off along the way.

The car she drove was an old Santana, and the dashboard creaked incessantly while driving on the road.

"Now that the two of you are owners of a coffee shop, you should find some time to change cars."

"Sigh... as long as it runs, it's fine. It's just for daily commuting."

"We want to change it too, but we don't have the money."

"It's fine. For the next few days, you two can download some apps on your phones to take a look, and when I have time, I'll take you to a 4S dealership to buy one."

Zheng Qian felt that even if he bought a car worth a few hundred thousand, after the System's tenfold rebate, he would easily get a few million back. It would be a waste not to earn that money.

"This... this is too embarrassing. Xiao Qian, you've already spent quite a bit these past few days. How could we accept a car from you?"

"You can't drive this car to business meetings, right? It makes us look like we lack strength. In the future, if you talk business and don't have enough of a presence, people will think you don't have the resources and won't negotiate with you properly."

Deng Yuqing still wanted to refuse, but Zheng Qian cut her off.

"Alright, no need to say anything more. It's settled."

Deng Yuqing and Deng Shuxin both frowned slightly.

Is this what a tall, rich, and handsome man is like?