Chapter 593: Just tell me if you like it or not.

Zheng Qian understood Chen Chou very well.

As long as it wasn't a 10% chance, it was 100% guaranteed to succeed.

The reason was simple: he would risk his life to achieve his goal.

Only when he knew it was impossible to complete the mission even if he risked his life would he say he wasn't sure.

It was the same when he assassinated Rahman; initially, he didn't view it as a simple assassination mission.

He enjoyed the process. He could have taken out Rahman immediately, and he had the capability to do so.

However, just because he saw those special forces captains bullying a young girl, he killed them all, exposing himself in the process.

Even after being exposed, he could still have killed Rahman if he had risked his life.

It was simply because he was heartbroken after witnessing Chen Desheng betray him.

As I said before, Brother Chou viewed his own life too lightly. Zheng Qian had previously pondered the philosophical problem of Descartes' Dream because of Chen Chou.

He was a typical nihilist, filled with emptiness.

His inner world was extremely barren, and he had no interest in anything.

Even when Zheng Qian tried to introduce him to refined young ladies from the Chunshen Club—the kind from respectable families, with good looks and figures, skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—Chen Chou had no interest at all and kept them at arm's length.

"Um... President Zheng, may I request something?"

Duan Qiran suddenly said, acting coy.

He nervously twisted the hem of his clothes with both hands, lowering his head slightly, his cheeks flushed red.

That lowered head of gentleness was like a water lily bashful against the cool breeze.

Zheng Qian felt a wave of disgust. If he didn't need Duan Qiran and his group to do things right now, he swore he would absolutely send him to Thailand.

Damn it... you're a rough man, why are you acting so coy here?

"What is it?"

Zheng Qian suppressed his urge to vomit and quickly took a sip of tea to calm his nerves.

"Um... well... I know the company is running a campaign recently to tip female streamers. Um... there's a young lady I really like. Every day, I can only fall asleep after watching her livestream. She is my spiritual sustenance. I... can I tip her too?"

"To see other girls' content, you have to pay a threshold, but she is a true Goddess of Mercy!!"

"She shares it with everyone completely for free!"

"She posted some beautiful photos before, but because people kept stealing them, she added a watermark. Then, someone in the comments posted the photos with the watermark removed, saying it was more comfortable to look at that way. The young lady got angry! She stopped posting content!"

"She only livestreams occasionally. I... um... want to let her feel the light of the righteous path!"

"Many people are still waiting for her content; we all miss her!"

Zheng Qian originally wanted to refuse.

Little Duan is a man; if he gave him money, he wouldn't be able to get any cashback.

But seeing his passionate eyes, Zheng Qian was moved. He knew the urgency a dirty old man felt when viewing beautiful things.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian hesitated for a moment and looked at Duan Qiran doubtfully, "Warden?"

"Warden!!!"

"No problem!" Hearing this, Zheng Qian immediately made the decision, "In a while, I'll have finance arrange a 'small goal' for you to have some fun. True love exists in the world, and the righteous path is full of ups and downs! You must not let these Goddesses of Mercy feel disappointed. Tip heavily, you know?"

"Understood!" Duan Qiran's expression shook, his voice trembling, as he gave a solemn salute to Zheng Qian.

"Brother Chou, you..."

"I'm not interested."

Their conversation ended abruptly just like that.

Watching the two people leave the office, Zheng Qian smiled bitterly.

This Chen Chou, his life now was no different from an old man in the park.

He didn't even practice martial arts anymore; he just stood in a stance every morning and then trained Little Duan and the others.

He really was a pure nihilist.

As long as it didn't delay the tasks assigned to him, it didn't matter if Duan Qiran had some fun.

Zheng Qian still trusted him very much; after such a long time, he had handled many things quite well, and Zheng Qian saw it all.

In fact, he had also been thinking about how to give Duan Qiran some kind of bonus; this "small goal" could be considered recognition for his long-standing service.

Heavy rewards attract brave men; after getting the money, Duan Qiran would work even harder.

Even if he only tipped 100 yuan and pocketed the rest, Zheng Qian wouldn't say anything.

A day passed.

In the evening, at Zheng Qian's Love Nest villa.

Xia Xixi originally didn't want to come, but she had just become a leader at the Stardust Live platform and really wanted to do a good job.

Zheng Qian had also told her in the office to learn from Wei Rusi, and since she admired Wei Rusi very much, she came.

She thought about using this small matter of tipping to see if she could learn from this beautiful banker's business sense.

Her dream was to become someone like Jin Lu or Wei Rusi.

Decisive in business, with dazzling achievements.

After work, Xia Xixi got directly into Wei Rusi's car, while Zheng Qian deliberately returned a little later.

Mainly because he hadn't slept with Xia Xixi yet, and if he had brought her back directly, he was worried there would be gossip in the company.

That would be unfair to Xia Xixi, but... but when he returned home, his jaw almost dropped to the floor.

"You... what is this... Xia... Xia Xixi, you..."

Zheng Qian froze in the entryway.

Because on the carpet in front of the living room sofa, there were intoxicating jade legs sprawled out again.

It wasn't just Jin Lu, Wei Rusi, Su Yuanshuang, and Cui Ziqing; even Xia Xixi's attire was exceptionally enticing.

Xia Xixi's cheeks were incredibly red; she kept her legs tightly together, using her hands to forcefully pull her skirt down to cover herself.

She didn't dare look at Zheng Qian at all.

Da da da da...

Wei Rusi quickly ran over, pretending to serve Zheng Qian by helping him change out of his coat, while saying with a smile, "Hehe, am I a little genius? Just now, when I brought Xia Xixi back, I poured her a glass of water, but 'accidentally' spilled it on her clothes, so I had to make her change into a new outfit... I know she's thin-skinned, so it's just this maid outfit."

"I lied to her saying there were no extra clothes at home, only this one."

Perhaps because of Xia Xixi's arrival, their attire wasn't too revealing; it was just slightly short nightgowns paired with stockings.

Wei Rusi explained to her that dressing like this at home was very comfortable, and told her not to overthink it.

By comparison, Xia Xixi was indeed wearing the most.

She was only wearing a maid outfit, but Wei Rusi had coaxed her, saying:

[Wow, you are so cute like this. Wearing clothes like this, how can you not wear white thigh-high socks?]

[Wow, your legs are so slender. Wouldn't it look even more beautiful if you added a leg garter?]

[Wow, your neck is so fair. Put on this lace bow tie too! And there's a little bell!]

[Wow, these cat ears suit you so well...]

Just like that, amidst the constant praise, Xia Xixi gradually lost herself.

Even she didn't know how it happened; she just let Wei Rusi dress her up, and it finally resulted in this state.

"Just tell me if you like it or not!"