Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"Um... Auntie, are you the actress you hired?"

The carriage fell silent, and Zhou Rongsen looked astonished.

He asked guiltily, "How...how did you know?"

Zhao Yanxi snorted, "First, from the moment you two walked in until now, your interactions have been incredibly stiff, not like a couple at all. Second, the way she looks at you, it's like she's looking at a boss, not a boyfriend."

Zhou Rongsen didn't speak, his face turning pale and then flushed.

"besides!"

Zhao Yanxi continued, "You said she works at a bank, but why would someone who works at a bank habitually wear such strong perfume..."

"You're just like your dad!"

Zhou Rongsen was utterly speechless.

He was relieved that his brother-in-law Zhao Xingguo was absent today, but he never expected that Zhao Yanxi would see through his disguise.

"That's not."

Zhao Yanxi asked smugly, "Uncle, tell me the truth, have you ever had a proper relationship? When you interact with women, it's either getting a foot massage or engaging in sexual activity?"

"Cough cough cough...you little brat!"

Zhou Rongsen coughed twice and patted his chest before he recovered after a while.

My niece's words were so hurtful...

What exactly constitutes a serious relationship?

"that is……"

Zhao Yanxi thought for a moment, then suddenly turned to the side and gave Ding Heng a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Look, this is the real deal."

Ding Heng's hands on the steering wheel remained as steady as a mountain, his expression unchanged.

Zhou Rongsen was both amused and exasperated: "Anyway... don't tell your mom and grandparents about this. It's the New Year, let them have some fun."

"Keep it a secret, of course, but..."

Zhao Yanxi drew out her words, her eyes gleaming with cunning.

"Uncle, you don't want my mom and grandparents to know, do you?"

"You little devil, what are your conditions?"

"Uncle, you make so much money, have you ever thought about making some investments?"

"You certainly know how to worry about your uncle. What, do you have a good project to recommend?"

Zhao Yanxi gestured with her chin toward Ding Heng.

"Why don't you ask Brother Ding Heng?"

"Hey, you're waiting for your uncle here, right?"

Zhou Rongsen finally understood that his sister's adopted daughter had begun to side with outsiders.

Ding Heng finally spoke up: "Uncle, let's talk about the investment privately."

Zhou Rongsen nodded and said nothing more.

The two cars stopped in front of the snack shop in town.

The group got off the bus one after another. Zhou Rongsen's "girlfriend" Qiao Yun led several children into the supermarket, skipping and jumping towards the snack section.

Zhao Yanxi followed behind, turned around and winked at Ding Heng, then was pulled away by her cousin and disappeared among the shelves.

Ding Heng and Zhou Rongsen stayed at the supermarket entrance.

Zhou Rongsen took out a pack of He Tianxia cigarettes, pulled one out, and handed it over.

Ding Heng waved his hand, indicating that he wouldn't smoke.

Zhou Rongsen didn't care and lit a cigarette, exhaling a puff of white smoke.

"Xiao Ding, Yan hope doesn't speak tactlessly, don't take it to heart."

"fine."

“She doesn’t understand at all,”

Zhou Rongsen sighed, "All they know is that I made some money."

Ding Heng replied politely, "Uncle, don't worry, I understand."

He knew better than anyone that Zhao Yanxi simply wanted to strengthen the bond between her family and Ding Heng, making it difficult to sever ties later.

Zhou Rongsen took a puff of his cigarette: "But speaking of which, what investments are you making now? Would you mind telling your uncle about it?"

Ding Heng responded, "I have an investment company in Hong Kong called Hengbai Capital."

"HK company...you own it all by yourself?"

"When it comes to partnerships, I take the lion's share."

What areas do you primarily invest in?

"We cover technology, new energy, and consumption. Specific projects depend on the team's analysis and judgment."

"What about the rate of return?"

Zhou Rongsen asked very directly, without any beating around the bush.

"We were quite lucky last year, with an annual return of around 30%. Of course, the market fluctuates, and it's impossible to have such a high return every year. But our strategy is relatively conservative, and we controlled the drawdown quite well."

Zhou Rongsen remained silent, silently processing the information.

He had been in the business world for over a decade and had met many investors, many of whom boasted about their abilities.

A 30% return rate is already an extremely exaggerated figure, and for it to come out of the mouth of a young man like Ding Heng inevitably makes people feel uneasy.

"Tsk tsk tsk... 30%!"

Zhou Rongsen continued, "So what is the background of your team?"

"Our core team members previously worked at top institutions both domestically and internationally. While their experience may not be top-tier, their strengths lie in their youth, drive, and high sensitivity to the market. Additionally, we have partners overseas, which allows us to leverage information asymmetry."

Ding Heng's words were mostly the usual platitudes that Secretary Huang used when communicating with others, and were half true and half false.

The company's profitability is mainly due to his own efforts!

Zhou Rongsen nodded and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

He doesn't understand finance very well, but he understands people.

You should know that Ding Heng is the prospective son-in-law approved by his brother-in-law!

"That……"

Zhou Rongsen tentatively asked, "Shall I throw a little?"

"How much does Uncle want to bet?"

Three million?

Zhou Rongsen tried to give a number: "Is that enough?"

For Zhou Rongsen, three million is the maximum he can afford right now; any more would mean touching his retirement savings.

As for Hengbai Capital, it's not even a drop in the ocean...

However, Ding Heng remained polite and smiled calmly.

"Of course, as long as Uncle is happy!"

Chapter 259: Oysters with Strong Liquor?

On the way back, only Ding Heng and Zhao Yanxi remained in the car.

Zhou Rongmei stayed at her parents' home to keep the elderly company, saying she wanted to stay a couple more days, and asked Ding Heng to take Zhao Yanxi back to Xingcheng.

His words were full of helplessness, probably because he already understood that this mess at home would have to be thrown away sooner or later.

In the afternoon, Zhao Yanxi started to feel sleepy and lazily slumped in the passenger seat.

"Brother Ding Heng, what are your plans for my uncle's three million?"

"The money won't disappear, we'll talk about it after the New Year."

With Zhou Rongmei gone, Ding Heng could finally act recklessly.

He reached out and gently pinched Zhao Yanxi's thigh, which was covered by thick black pantyhose.

Zhao Yanxi chuckled twice and leaned her legs over so the man could easily touch them.

Did I help you?

"What kind of help?"

"If I hadn't called my uncle out on it, would you have been able to get him to invest so easily?"

Zhao Yanxi, beaming with pride, began to boast: "So shouldn't you praise me?"

Ding Heng chuckled and patted her head.

"Okay, okay, my cat is the most capable!"

Zhao Yanxi squinted comfortably and gently rubbed her hands against Ding Heng's palm.

As the car entered the highway, the scenery outside the window rushed past.

Ding Heng withdrew his hand, looked straight ahead at the road, and suddenly realized something.

Among the girls around him now, Zhao Yanxi is probably the one who has the least concept of "money".

Lin Man, needless to say, directly liaised with the company and was fully aware of the size of Hengbai Capital.

Wenjing majored in accounting and also taught herself stock trading. She currently has a considerable amount of savings in her stock account, making her quite wealthy.

Hua Qing was in the capital and attended the Beijing Dance Academy. Her social circle was constantly changing, and her classmates would often talk about which project someone had secured or what business someone's family was in. Through this exposure, she had a good idea of ​​how much "gold" Ding Heng was worth.

Only Zhao Yanxi...