Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight streamed through the French windows and fell on the million-dollar silk sheets, Zhou Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at the girl who was still fast asleep beside him, her face bearing a satisfied and sweet smile.

Zhou Cheng smiled and gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

Then, he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him.

Although the system rewarded him with 10 points of physique and spirit last night, giving his physical abilities another leap forward, he still felt a bit overwhelmed by Su Qingyao's demands, who was certified by the system as a "pure body."

It seems that improving physical attributes is now an urgent matter.

He quietly got out of bed, put on his bathrobe, and went to the study.

In my mind, the system panel automatically popped up.

[Daily random task has been issued, please check it.]

Zhou Cheng clicked on it to take a look.

[Task Name: Finding Lost Love]

[Task Description: At the scrap metal recycling station in the west of the city, Mr. Li accidentally sold his only keepsake—an old tin box—as scrap metal. Please help him find the tin box.]

[Task Reward: Grandpa Li's Sincere Gratitude x1.]

Zhou Cheng glanced at the mission location and rewards, then immediately closed the window.

The scrap metal recycling station in the west of the city? It's more than an hour's drive from here.

A reward, or just a word of thanks?

He doesn't have the time to be a Good Samaritan right now.

Time is money.

His time is very precious.

Just then, there was a knock on the study door.

"Master, breakfast is ready." The butler's respectful voice came from outside the door.

"understood."

When Zhou Cheng arrived at the restaurant, a sumptuous breakfast had already been laid out on the long table.

Chinese and Western styles are all available.

Su Qingyao, also wearing a silk nightgown, came downstairs, still half asleep.

Upon seeing Zhou Cheng, her face flushed instantly, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"You're awake? Come and have breakfast," Zhou Cheng greeted her with a smile.

As soon as the two sat down, the butler came over and handed them a tablet computer.

"Master, Ms. Qin Yue and the Black Shield security team you booked yesterday have arrived at the manor gate. Would you like to let them in now?"

coming.

Zhou Cheng's spirits were lifted.

"Tell them to come directly to the study and wait for me."

"Yes, Master."

Zhou Cheng quickly finished his breakfast and said to Su Qingyao, "You eat first, I have something to take care of."

"Mmm." Su Qingyao nodded obediently.

Zhou Cheng entered the study, pushed open the door, and found a group of people already standing inside.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a tall, straight figure and a stern face, wearing a black suit.

Behind him stood four burly men, also dressed in suits, with prominent temples.

These five people, just by standing there, exuded an aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness.

And standing next to them was a woman.

The woman looked to be in her late twenties, wearing a well-tailored white business suit, with neat short hair and delicate makeup.

She was extremely beautiful, but what was even more attractive was her composed, confident, and elite aura.

When she saw Zhou Cheng come in, she extended her hand, her face bearing a professional yet friendly smile.

"Hello Mr. Zhou, I am Qin Yue."

"Hello." Zhou Cheng shook hands with her, then looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and gave Zhou Cheng a standard military salute.

"Mr. Zhou! This is Black Shield Security, 'Wolf Warrior' team leader, codename 'Azure Wolf,' reporting for duty! My team members—Jackal, Hound, Grizzly, and Viper—are all present! From today onwards, we will be responsible for the safety of you and your family 24 hours a day!"

The wolf's voice was powerful and resounding.

Zhou Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

As expected of the top security company in China, their aura is truly exceptional.

"Very good." Zhou Cheng walked behind the huge desk and sat down, gesturing for them to sit as well.

"My rules are simple. First, absolute loyalty. Second, absolute obedience. Can you do that?"

"We guarantee to complete the mission!" Canglang and his team shouted in unison.

Qin Yue nodded: "This is professional ethics."

"Okay." Zhou Cheng stopped wasting words and looked at Qin Yue. "Miss Qin, what was your previous annual salary?"

Qin Yue was taken aback, not expecting him to ask so directly.

She answered frankly, "Base salary plus bonuses, before tax, is about three million RMB."

"I'll give you three times that," Zhou Cheng said. "Three million a month, plus a year-end bonus. A company car, and you can choose any room in this estate. Any questions?"

A monthly salary of three million!

That's 36 million a year!

This number even startled Qin Yue, an investment banking elite who was used to big events.

She originally thought that Zhou Cheng's mention of triple salary meant tripling the annual salary of three million, which would be nine million.

Unexpectedly, the offer was a monthly salary of three million!

This isn't just poaching people; this is using money to buy her life!

"No...no problem!" Qin Yue took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"Very good." Zhou Cheng then looked at Canglang. "Your salaries will be the same. I'll give you three times the highest standard Black Shield offered you."

In addition, I will prepay five million as your group's activity expenses.

Equipment, vehicles, intelligence—everything was top-of-the-line.

If you run out of money, just ask Qin Yue for approval anytime.

Canglang and his teammates all showed expressions of shock.

They had carried out countless protection missions and served dignitaries and tycoons from various countries, but they had never seen an employer as generous as Zhou Cheng.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou!" Gratitude and admiration appeared on Canglang's face.

He knew that the young man before him was someone they were willing to protect with their lives.

Zhou Cheng stopped being polite and picked up the two bank cards on the table.

He looked at Qin Yue: "There's 100 million in this card. The password is six eights. Ten million of it is your advance salary and settling-in allowance. The remaining ninety million is seed money. My first request is that within three days, a family office be registered in the Cayman Islands in my name, and a top-tier offshore trust structure be established. I want every penny of my money to be absolutely safe and absolutely secretive."

He then handed another card to Canglang.

"There are five million in this card, and it doesn't have a password. It's your funds."

After doing all this, he stood up.

"Qin Yue, you stay here and report to me on your future work plans. Cang Lang, you take your men to familiarize yourself with the manor's environment and develop the most stringent security plan. From now on, I don't want a single fly to fly into this house without permission."

"Yes, Mr. Zhou!"

Canglang and his team retreated swiftly.

Only Zhou Cheng and Qin Yue remained in the study.

Qin Yue looked at the thin bank card in her hand.

One hundred million in start-up capital and ten million in advance salary payments.

The new boss's trust and generosity made her feel an unprecedented pressure, as well as an indescribable excitement.

She knew she had made the right bet.

With this man, the heights she can reach in the future will far exceed those she achieved at Morgan Stanley.

She quickly adjusted her mindset and took out a PowerPoint presentation that she had worked on all night, which was more than fifty pages long.

"Mr. Zhou, this is a preliminary plan I prepared for you regarding your personal asset allocation and appreciation over the next three to five years. Please take a look..."

Just as Qin Yue was about to begin her report, her phone rang at an inopportune moment.

She glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and saw it was David, her former direct supervisor at Morgan Stanley and the president of the Asia Pacific region.

She pressed mute, intending to hang up.

Zhou Cheng waved his hand, "Take it. Is it business or personal?"

"It's a personal matter," Qin Yue said. "It's my former boss; he probably wants to persuade me to go back."

"Then turn on speakerphone, let me hear it," Zhou Cheng said with great interest.

Qin Yue hesitated for a moment, but still pressed the speakerphone button.

As soon as the call connected, a person with a heavy accent spoke English on the other end.

"Qin! Have you really gone mad? You gave up your position as deputy general manager at Morgan Stanley for some random Chinese tycoon who just appeared out of nowhere? Don't you know you're ruining your future?!"

David's voice was filled with heartache and a sense of superiority.

"Do you even know what real high society is? It's not something you can just squeeze into by having a few stinking bucks! Does your new boss even know what asset allocation is? Does he know what risk hedging is? Besides throwing money at people, what else can he do?"

"Come back, Qin. If you come back, I can forgive and forget, and I might even help you get a higher position. Don't ruin yourself for a nouveau riche."

Qin Yue listened to her former boss's "earnest" advice and a mocking smile appeared on her face.

She glanced at the young man across from her, who was calmly holding a cup of coffee.

Then, she spoke into her phone in an incredibly calm yet incredibly clear tone.

"David, you're wrong."

"First of all, my new boss gave me a salary and respect that you could never give me."

"Secondly, just now, he gave me 100 million yuan as start-up capital to help him set up a family office."

Do you know what this means?

"This means that his personal liquid assets have exceeded one billion."

"And you, my dear boss, how much was your bonus last year? A million dollars?"

"So, put away your pathetic sense of superiority. You and him are not even on the same level."