Chapter 135

At this time, Liang Bo, Gao Hui, Sun Dapeng, Ma Liang, and others also return to the reception building.

A group of people gathers in the banquet hall of the reception building, watching the chefs busy in the back kitchen.

Less than an hour later.

Dish after dish of exquisite cuisine is served on the table.

A full table, set for three whole large tables.

Qin Ze sits in the main seat and raises his wine glass:

"Brothers, today is my first day joining the club."

"Consider this meal a greeting gift."

"Everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content, if it's not enough, we'll add more!"

As soon as the words fall, everyone raises their glasses one after another.

"Big Brother is mighty!"

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

"Come, a toast to Big Brother!"

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere becomes more and more enthusiastic.

A second-generation rich kid named Chen Feng, drinking until his face is red and his neck is thick, walks to Qin Ze with a wine glass:

"Big Brother, I'm truly convinced by you!"

"One phone call, and the chef team from a five-star hotel comes over!"

Another second-generation rich kid next to him also chimes in:

"Exactly! My dad has to book the chefs from Fusheng Hotel several days in advance!"

"Big Brother, you make one phone call, and they drive over directly!"

Liang Bo sits beside them, listening to these words, and smiles.

He stands up, raises his wine glass, and says to Qin Ze:

"Big Brother, the display you put on today, the brothers have all seen it."

As he says this, his tone changes:

"Big Brother, if you have any good business in the future, don't forget to bring the brothers along."

Qin Ze feels a stir in his heart when he hears this.

He glances at Liang Bo.

Although Liang Bo recognized him as Big Brother, he is, after all, the son of Jiangcheng's richest man.

He is flattering him, not just because he has money.

He definitely wants something.

Qin Ze holds his wine glass, not in a hurry to answer.

He calculates in his heart.

Qingfeng Holdings is just a holding company.

Although he bought office buildings, bars, and manors, these assets were all system rewards.

He doesn't really have any business he's built up himself.

Before, Ye Zhuzhu wanted to pull him into establishing an investment company, but he didn't agree.

It wasn't because he didn't want to.

It was because he didn't want a woman to control his company.

But now it's different.

This group of second-generation rich kids in front of him, they are all real wealthy people.

Liang Bo is the son of the richest man.

The others, who doesn't have tens or hundreds of millions in their family?

If he could start an investment company and let this group of second-generation rich kids buy shares...

The scale of capital would definitely not be small.

If he could concentrate the funds of this group of second-generation rich kids to do investments, the returns would definitely be considerable.

Thinking of this, Qin Ze puts down his wine glass.

He clears his throat and says to everyone present:

"Since the brothers have put it this way, I won't be secretive either."

"I do intend to establish an investment company recently."

"If you trust me, Qin Ze, and want to achieve something, you can come to me to buy shares."

As soon as these words are out, the room is quiet for a few seconds.

Then, someone speaks up.

It's a second-generation rich kid named Zhou Haitao.

He holds his wine glass and frowns:

"Big Brother, investment and such..."

"The risk is too high."

"If it were real industry, I could consider it."

Another second-generation rich kid named Liu Yang next to him also nods:

"Exactly, Big Brother."

"My dad stumbled on an investment back then and almost lost the entire family fortune."

"Since then, my family hasn't dared to touch investments."

"Investment is really hard to say..."

"When you make money, you make it fast, but when you lose, you lose fast."

"If it were real industry, at least you can see something."

"My family doesn't let me touch investments either."

Qin Ze leans back in his chair, holding his wine glass, watching everyone discuss.

He had long expected this to happen.

This group of second-generation rich kids, although wealthy, are mostly strictly controlled by their families.

The family's money isn't for them to squander at will.

They instinctively resist high-risk things like investment.

But Qin Ze isn't in a hurry.

He puts down his wine glass and smiles:

"I understand everyone's concerns."

"Investment is indeed high-risk."

"But I, Qin Ze, started from scratch by playing the stock market."

"If I can make money in the stock market, I naturally have the ability to help everyone make money."

"If everyone believes in my investment ability, you are welcome to come to me to talk."

"I'll give everyone a week to consider."

"Within a week, those who want to buy shares can come to me anytime."

"After a week, this window will close."

After saying this, he picks up his wine glass and drinks it in one go.

Everyone looks at each other, no one speaks again.

Liang Bo is the first to speak at this moment:

"Big Brother, I'm interested."

"I'll come talk to you later."

Gao Hui also nods:

"I'm interested too."

Qin Ze glances at them and nods.

Everyone else is silent.

Obviously, the vast majority of people still don't trust Qin Ze's so-called "investment company."

Qin Ze doesn't care.

He never intended for everyone to buy shares anyway.

Being able to pull a few core people in is enough.

The meal continues.

After drinking for another hour or so, everyone disperses one after another.

Liang Bo, Gao Hui, Sun Dapeng, Ma Liang, and others leave the manor in their own cars.

Qin Ze stands at the manor gate, watching the taillights of the last car disappear into the night.

He takes out his phone and glances at the time.

Ten-thirty at night.

He thinks for a moment and dials Shen Jingshu's number.

The phone rings a few times and is answered.

"Hello?"

Shen Jingshu's voice carries a hint of laziness.

Obviously, she was already preparing to sleep.

Qin Ze smiles:

"Not asleep yet?"

"Just about to." Shen Jingshu's voice carries a hint of confusion.

"It's so late, why are you calling? Is something wrong?"

"Are you at the Jianglin Road villa?"

"Yes."

"I'm coming over now."

Qin Ze says this and hangs up the phone.

He gets into his BMW 740 and starts the car.

The car drives out of the manor gate and heads toward Jianglin Road.

Twenty minutes later.

Qin Ze's car stops in front of the Jianglin Road villa.

He gets out of the car and rings the doorbell.

The door opens quickly.

Shen Jingshu stands at the door.

She is wearing a white silk bathrobe, her hair draped casually over her shoulders.

The collar of the bathrobe is slightly open, revealing her fair collarbone.

Under the light, her skin looks exceptionally delicate.

Qin Ze looks at her, his heart skipping a beat.

Shen Jingshu sees Qin Ze, the corners of her mouth slightly raised:

"Come in."

Qin Ze follows her into the villa.

The villa is very quiet.

The living room lights are on, the TV is still playing, and a half-drunk glass of red wine sits on the coffee table.

Obviously, Shen Jingshu was just drinking wine and watching TV by herself.

Qin Ze sits on the sofa.

Shen Jingshu pours him a glass of water and then sits opposite him.

"I bought a manor today."

Qin Ze gets straight to the point!

Shen Jingshu is stunned for a moment upon hearing this:

"A manor?"

Qin Ze nods:

"Luyin Manor."