Heroes don't ask about origins, and rogues don't ask about age.
They seemed unwilling to pursue responsibility when they saw Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Some particularly thick-skinned relatives even dared to ask.
"Qiaoqiao, which futures are you eyeing recently?"
"Your Sixth Uncle owes a pile of debt from stock trading and needs money to earn some back."
"But don't worry, I'll sign a confidentiality agreement right in front of you!"
Zhou Rongpan said with a smile.
Seeing this, a nephew said displeasedly.
"Uncle Pan, that's not fair!"
"You need money, but don't we all?"
"Sister Qiaoqiao, I'll sign a confidentiality agreement too, just tell me as well."
Zhou Rongpan's eyes widened like brass bells,
As he stretched his reddening neck.
"You little brat, go ask your dad for money if you need it."
"This is adult business, kids shouldn't meddle!"
Zhou Rongpan looked like he was about to eat someone.
He was afraid Zhou Qiaoqiao wouldn't agree because there were too many people.
Nobody minds having extra money in their wallet.
Soon enough, everyone was talking over each other.
Because of the matter of dollars.
They started arguing.
Xu Mo's eyelid twitched.
[Are the Zhou family members not right in the head?]
[Fighting over a losing business?]
[You guys are really something else]
"Ding, congratulations host, personal charm +1"
Bang bang bang-------
Old Master Zhou's cane struck the floor heavily.
Making a dull thudding sound!
"We have a guest! Where are your manners?"
Only then did they notice Xu Mo was still present.
The group immediately became more restrained.
Their tone and attitude became super friendly.
One aunt even brought over a stool for Xu Mo to sit on.
These relatives who were clamoring about which futures to buy.
Were the same ones who had earlier demanded explanations from Zhou Qiaoqiao.
The family money was indeed used for business.
But after dividing the returns,
What actually ended up in their pockets was minimal.
And this money wasn't easy to manipulate.
So they wanted to invest their own money in futures.
To earn more dollars.
After all, earning dollars wasn't shameful.
Just asking family members, nothing to hide.
"I did invest in several futures, and it wouldn't hurt to tell you about one of them."
Zhou Qiaoqiao suddenly changed her attitude and said.
Everyone: "......."
They looked at Zhou Qiaoqiao in disbelief.
Trade secrets!
Trade secrets, understand?
Many faces turned red.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's compromise for the greater good stood in stark contrast to their previous aggressive and selfish behavior.
Without comparison, there would be no harm!
Xu Mo looked at the female devil in surprise.
Sensing Xu Mo's gaze.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's lips curved into an enchanting smile.
"Hiss...."
Xu Mo drew in a cold breath.
He felt there was something creepy about the female devil's smile.
Beautiful, yes.
But something felt off, like she was setting up a trap.
"Qiaoqiao, Sixth Uncle was just joking, don't take it to heart."
Zhou Rongpan's eyes blazed, clearly not as casual as his words suggested.
Everyone was chattering.
Their flattering words were as sweet as could be.
The gist was.
Qiaoqiao's online futures were all virtual, and she couldn't handle it alone.
Since her capabilities were limited and she couldn't swallow all the profits,
Why not share with family members?
Keep the wealth within the family.
Let everyone in the Zhou family benefit.
Zhou Rongkang didn't leave in anger.
In fact, he was quite interested in knowing which futures Zhou Qiaoqiao had invested in!
Who would turn down dollars?
"There's only a high probability of profit, I can't guarantee 100%, uncles and aunts should think it through before telling me."
Zhou Qiaoqiao said, feigning helplessness.
These people became anxious.
"It's fine, high probability is good enough, Uncle Pan won't blame you if we don't make money."
Zhou Rongpan said with a smile, though burning with anxiety inside.
Others felt the same.
In the end, Zhou Qiaoqiao still shook her head, very concerned.
Even though they were family.
They had prior incidents.
Though Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't mention it.
They knew what they had done.
Finally, at Zhou Rongpan's suggestion.
They called the Zhou family's legal team.
Soon, airtight confidentiality agreements were printed out.
These relatives rushed to sign the agreements.
Even if they didn't make money later.
They wouldn't dare make trouble about this matter again.
Everything was written in black and white.
Xu Mo and his family were right there as concerned parties.
They were essentially touching the Xu family's interests.
But look!
They hadn't said a word.
How magnanimous!
Another implication was that they wanted to help everyone make money together?
The thick-skinned Zhou Rongkang also signed the agreement.
Since Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't object, others couldn't say anything either.
Most people stayed.
Only a few who hadn't signed the confidentiality agreements left.
During this time, Zhou Rongguang felt sympathetic.
He advised his daughter to forget about the confidentiality agreements.
They were all family after all.
But Zhou Qiaoqiao wouldn't agree this time!
She had seen through human nature.
"Alright, uncles and aunts, I'll only tell you about one of the futures, whether to buy or not is entirely up to you," Zhou Qiaoqiao said while organizing the twenty-plus agreements in her hands.
These people were all anxious.
The Xu family had invested.
Wouldn't they be fools not to invest?
Besides, since they had stayed.
This future, if not 100%, was 90% certain to be purchased.
Under everyone's urging.
Zhou Qiaoqiao finally said.
"That future you're all familiar with, it's crude oil."
About oil prices rising.
All the big families had received wind of it.
But they were all hesitating.
Waiting to see if others would test the waters first.
Preferring to wait a while.
Otherwise, rushing in and losing everything would be tragic, wouldn't it?
But now with Zhou Qiaoqiao's words.
It undoubtedly strengthened their resolve to invest in oil futures!
Hearing these words.
Even a fool would know there was profit to be made.
Huge returns on investment.
They'd have to be kicked in the head by a donkey to pass up such a good opportunity.
"Mom, Dad, I need to head back to the company."
Zhou Qiaoqiao said with a smile.
Zhou Rongguang and Zhou's Mother looked awkwardly at Xu Mo.
Feeling like their Zhou family owed the Xu family another huge favor.
Wanting to speak but not knowing how.
Xu Mo saw the elderly couple's concerns.
"This amount of money means nothing to my Xu family."
Only then did Zhou Rongguang and Zhou's Mother relax.
After some more casual chat.
During this time, Xu Mo's appearance differed from his calm exterior.
He was awkwardly searching the ground (╰_╯)#
These Zhou family members, each showing joy on their faces.
Were absolutely elated!
Some even forgot about propriety and took out their phones.
Telling their secretaries to immediately quietly purchase oil futures.
Oh my!
A bunch of fools.
Bonds, bonds, bonds are what make money!
Important things must be said thrice.
This isn't something to mess with, the female devil is so clever---(Well done)
Oh well.
Fortunately, the female devil was indeed smart.
She had the confidentiality agreements in hand.
They stated everything was voluntary.
Even if it later caused economic or other losses.
They would be responsible themselves.
Having nothing to do with Zhou Qiaoqiao
Started a new book on another account, titled----
[Crime Game: I Really Didn't Kidnap the Female Celebrity]
For convenience, the protagonist's name and female lead's name are the same, after all it won't be confusing~
Same cast, different roles, more like adaptation not random writing, dramatic license not making things up
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close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
