Maximize Interest, My Money Grows Infinitely-Chapter 276 - 195: Do I Look Like Someone Who Lacks Women?

Chapter 276: Chapter 195: Do I Look Like Someone Who Lacks Women?

Zhang Zhenchao saw Chen Cheng seemed to have taken an interest, immediately perked up, and lowered his voice, mysteriously uttered a name:

"Yu Xinwei."

Chen Cheng’s brows imperceptibly picked up at the mention of the name.

Yu Xinwei, the hottest rising starlet currently known for her pure and sweet image, catapulted to fame as fast as a rocket, with a massive fanbase.

He had heard in various news and gossip that female celebs’ popularity isn’t without the support of capital or big shots; however, to his knowledge, Dao Fu Asset Management hasn’t dabbled in entertainment investment.

Chen Cheng picked up his tea cup, took a sip without revealing anything, and asked indifferently,

"Oh? As a celebrity, her income should be quite high, right? What made her turn to you guys for financial management?" freёnovelkiss.com

Zhang Zhenchao leaned in a bit closer,

"You’re asking the right person. Let me tell you, these days, celebrities may look glamorous, but there are big risks behind the scenes. She wants to plan ahead, to ensure she has a fallback."

"What do you mean?" Chen Cheng inquired with interest.

Zhang Zhenchao cleared his throat and began to explain non-stop:

"Think about it, celebrities have high earnings, but their expenses are huge too! All kinds of styling, the team, public relations, all require money, right?"

"And this job isn’t easy; it’s fiercely competitive with rapid turnover. Who knows when you’ll be out of fashion? So, while she’s popular now, it’s wise to save up."

"So, Yu Xinwei wants to find a reliable organization to manage her money well, so that even if she quits being a celebrity in the future, she can live without worries."

Zhang Zhenchao continued, "The main thing is..."

"What is it?"

"In the first half of the year, she lost a bet and now owes a huge debt. For the past six months, she’s been working non-stop on variety shows and filming, spinning like a top without rest." Zhang Zhenchao highlighted the key point.

The phrase "lost a bet" subtly tightened Chen Cheng’s eyes.

He was well aware of the gamble agreements in the entertainment industry.

On the surface, it’s capital aiding celebrities in swiftly climbing the ladder of success, but in reality, it’s a double-edged sword. If they don’t meet the agreed performance, celebrities face crippling debts, at worst bankrupting or falling from grace, even to the point of tarnishing their reputation.

In the current state of things, the number of people who successfully won such bets can be counted on one hand.

"This Yu Xinwei looks naive, but I didn’t expect her to have guts, daring to sign a bet agreement?" Chen Cheng said neutrally, showing neither joy nor anger.

Zhang Zhenchao explained, "You can’t blame her; the competition in the entertainment industry is too fierce. There’s a constant influx of newcomers; climbing the ranks relies on not just talent and luck, but also capital support."

"The company she signed with initially has a powerful background and decent resources, but the condition was to sign a bet agreement, to exchange future earnings for current resources. She probably didn’t foresee her failure."

"How much does she owe now?" Chen Cheng asked.

Zhang Zhenchao held up five fingers.

Chen Cheng guessed, "Five hundred million?"

Zhang Zhenchao nodded, "That’s right, so she’s desperate to make money now to fill that hole!"

He paused there, seemingly hesitant to continue.

However, seeing that Chen Cheng didn’t exhibit an expression of disgust, he went on:

"I’ve asked around; Yu Xinwei’s schedule has recently cleared a bit, and she really wants to get to know Mr. Chen."

Chen Cheng’s hand holding the teacup paused, and his lips curled into a playful smile, "Lao Zhang, where did you hear this news? How come I wasn’t aware I was so famous?"

Seeing that Chen Cheng didn’t outright refuse, Zhang Zhenchao’s heart flickered with hope, he hurriedly said,

"Mr. Chen, don’t joke with me! Your name is eminent! Just give the word, and I assure you, I can bring her to you tomorrow!"

Knock, knock, knock.

A knocking sound came, and after the waiter opened the door, Wen Shulin appeared at the entrance.

Her presence at the table startled Tong Jialu.

The elegant queenly demeanor was fully embodied by Wen Shulin.

She was wearing a long black dress today, highlighting her exquisite figure, with her fair skin even more striking against the black dress.

Her delicate makeup complemented by fiery red lips, exuded a strong presence.

In front of her, Tong Jialu’s Chanel style was utterly eclipsed.

Chen Cheng was also surprised; he hadn’t expected Wen Shulin to come, but from Zhang Zhenchao’s eager greeting, he knew who the recent phone call was made to.

"Chairman Wen! You finally came, please, come in! Come in!"

Wen Shulin nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over those present, and finally settling on Tong Jialu.

Seeing her there, CGG’s Chairman Wen also began to speculate about Chen Cheng’s intentions.

Tong Jialu was seated to the right of Chen Cheng, and naturally, she couldn’t sit still now that Wen Shulin had arrived.

She quickly stood up, her face squeezing out an awkward yet polite smile: "Chairman Wen."

Wen Shulin hummed a response, looking past her towards Chen Cheng, "Mr. Chen, such a busy man. It seems we haven’t met for some time."

Chen Cheng, hearing Wen Shulin’s words, smiled, "Really? Didn’t we just meet?"

He grasped Wen Shulin’s hand that was reaching out to him and teasingly scratched the palm.

Wen Shulin’s eyes revealed a unique reproach towards Chen Cheng, she quietly withdrew her hand, looked at him with a half-smiling expression, and said,

"Mr. Chen, your memory doesn’t serve you well; it seems we insignificant people have been forgotten by someone as important as you."

Chen Cheng certainly detected the dissatisfaction in Wen Shulin’s tone, he smiled lightly and said, "Chairman Wen jokes. How could I ever forget Chairman Wen?"