Chapter 119: Pure aesthetics

Ye Zhuzhu looked at Qin Ze, her eyes carrying a hint of inquiry:

"President Qin, tell me the truth, how many days can this stock actually rise?"

Qin Ze put down his wine glass, looked at her, and said word by word:

"I said, a week."

"This is only the third day; there are four days left, and it can rise for two more days next Monday and Tuesday."

"If you buy in tomorrow, you can eat at least three more daily limit hits."

Ye Zhuzhu took a deep breath.

Three daily limit hits.

She looked at Qin Ze's young face, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

This person, ordinary family background, laid off from a large company, and then still able to make a fortune by playing the stock market!

Could it really be like this?

But could someone who could accurately predict a stock hitting the daily limit continuously really just be a lucky retail investor?

Ye Zhuzhu was silent for a few seconds, then changed the subject:

"President Qin, I'll ask presumptuously, did you... start your business by playing the stock market?"

Qin Ze nodded, his expression calm:

"You could say that."

Ye Zhuzhu nodded in relief, then asked again:

"Then do you think my Guanghui Group can transform into investment?"

Qin Ze's brow furrowed.

He never expected Ye Zhuzhu to suddenly ask this question.

"Why would you think that?"

Qin Ze looked at her, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.

Ye Zhuzhu leaned back on the sofa, hands crossed on her knees, her tone serious:

"President Qin, I won't hide it from you."

"The main business of my Guanghui Group is real estate, but you also know what the market is like for the real estate industry now."

"A bunch of projects in my hands are losing money."

"To put it plainly, the real estate business is now just a pile of losing cards in my hand."

She paused, looking at Qin Ze with burning eyes:

"So I plan to cash out all the assets of Guanghui Group."

"Withdraw the capital, and then transform into investment."

"And you..."

Ye Zhuzhu's mouth curled into a smile:

"You are the person who understands investment the best that I have ever met."

"So I want to join forces with you."

After listening, Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This woman really had courage.

A real estate group, transforming just like that, cashing out just like that.

This kind of decisiveness wasn't something an ordinary person could have.

But he didn't show any emotion on his face.

"President Ye, just because of one stock, you believe in me that much?"

Ye Zhuzhu looked straight into his eyes, her tone firm:

"Being able to see this one stock accurately already proves everything."

"In the field of investment, vision is more important than anything else."

"You have the vision, I have the capital."

"If the two of us join forces, your Qingfeng Holdings' scale will definitely double geometrically."

"Are you doing it or not?"

In Ye Zhuzhu's view, Qin Ze had no reason to refuse.

A young man who started from scratch, with limited capital, and a company scale that had always been small.

Now that a group president with assets of several billion was taking the initiative to cooperate with him, he should be grateful.

He should even flatter her a few times.

But Qin Ze's reaction was completely beyond her expectations.

Qin Ze poured himself a glass of red wine, picked it up, and shook it leisurely.

Then he looked at Ye Zhuzhu and said indifferently:

"I'm not interested."

The smile on Ye Zhuzhu's face stiffened.

She thought she had misheard.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I'm not interested."

Qin Ze repeated it, his tone as calm as if he were talking about the weather.

Ye Zhuzhu widened her eyes, looking at him in disbelief:

"Why are you refusing? You have no reason to refuse!"

"Do you know how many detours joining forces with me can save you?"

"The resources, connections, and capital of Guanghui Group—you might not be able to accumulate them even if you struggle for ten years!"

Qin Ze didn't rush to answer.

He stood up, holding the wine glass, and walked toward Ye Zhuzhu step by step.

Ye Zhuzhu watched him walk toward her, feeling a bit flustered for a moment.

His gaze was too aggressive.

As if he wanted to see through her entirely.

Qin Ze walked to her, bent down, and leaned close to her face.

The distance between the two was so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

Ye Zhuzhu's heartbeat accelerated abruptly, and her body couldn't help but shrink back.

"What... what are you doing?"

Qin Ze looked at her, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"The reason I'm refusing is very simple."

"Because in everything, I want to maintain the initiative."

"Business is the same."

After speaking, he looked up and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Then he turned and returned to his seat and sat down.

Leaving Ye Zhuzhu alone, sitting on the sofa, her chest heaving.

Her breathing was a bit rapid, and a faint, hard-to-notice flush rose on her face.

The moment Qin Ze leaned close to her just now, she actually felt a long-lost nervousness.

This man, who was several years younger than her, carried an aura that couldn't be ignored.

She took a few deep breaths to calm her mood, then said:

"If you don't want to cooperate, then don't."

"By the way, when will your money actually arrive?"

"It will arrive this weekend."

Qin Ze answered calmly.

Ye Zhuzhu nodded and was silent for a few seconds.

Then she suddenly looked up at Qin Ze, her eyes carrying a hint of playfulness:

"When we ate last time, you said you were investing ten million in me just to make friends."

"Well then, let me ask you."

"Do you have something you need my help with?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze's heart stirred slightly.

This woman was truly not a simple character.

She had keenly captured something from his refusal.

Qin Ze calculated quickly in his mind.

Liu Bin's side was being handled by Shen Jingshu's father.

The city's number two had already promised to investigate and would give an answer tonight.

In this situation, using Ye Zhuzhu's connections would be a waste.

Ye Zhuzhu's connections in Shangjing were a trump card.

This card had to be played at the most critical moment.

Using it now was too early.

Thinking of this, Qin Ze smiled slightly, looked at Ye Zhuzhu, and said:

"The reason I'm investing in you is just because I think you're beautiful."

As soon as this was said, Ye Zhuzhu was stunned.

She widened her eyes, looked at Qin Ze, and couldn't recover for a long time.

"What... what did you say?"

"I said—" Qin Ze leaned back on the sofa, looking at her with a smile.

"The reason I gave you ten million is because you're beautiful."

"I've seen plenty of capable women, but you're the first one who is both beautiful and capable."

"I just like appreciating beautiful things."

"So, consider it making a friend, is that not okay?"

Ye Zhuzhu's face flushed red instantly.

She bit her lip, glared at Qin Ze, and it took her a long time to squeeze out:

"Scoundrel!"

Qin Ze laughed:

"A man appreciating a beautiful and capable woman—how can that be called being a scoundrel?"

"This is pure aesthetics."

"If you call me a scoundrel, then you're insulting your own charm."

Ye Zhuzhu was blocked by his words and couldn't speak.

She glared at Qin Ze, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but lift slightly.

She scolded him as a scoundrel, but in her heart... she was actually quite happy. ===== CHAPTER 120 =====