The Wealthy Tycoon's Game of Life-Chapter 183 - 131 You Have the Stature of a Great

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Chapter 183: Chapter 131 You Have the Stature of a Great Secret_2

Chapter 183: Chapter 131 You Have the Stature of a Great Secret_2

Zhou Wang pondered for a moment and said,

“Okay.”

Jiang Qingkui was taken aback, but quickly nodded seriously.

Zhou Wang unlocked his phone, opened the Zhao Hang app, then flipped to the detailed interface of “This Month’s Income” and handed the phone over.

Jiang Qingkui took the phone curiously, and after a glance, her gaze couldn’t help but narrow slightly.

While her expression changed as she reviewed each transaction detail, and her swiping motion grew faster and faster, Zhou Wang quietly drank tea and waited.

After nearly ten minutes, Jiang Qingkui stopped.

She lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, but her long eyelashes trembled slightly, showing her inner unrest.

She finally raised her head, took a deep breath, and there was a shock in her eyes, “This Cloud Trust…”

Having already earned degrees in management, accounting, and other subjects, Jiang Qingkui naturally understood what a “trust fund” was. However, Zhou Wang’s fund dividends, whether in frequency or amount, were too outrageous…

Those fixed one hundred thousand per day weren’t even worth mentioning, mixed with a large amount ranging from several hundred thousand to ten million, almost generating daily dividends.

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She couldn’t even calculate how much massive principal must exist in the trust to generate such a high frequency of dividends…

Compared with this, the “lottery grand prize” seemed so ordinary that Jiang Qingkui didn’t even bother to ask.

The most frightening thing was, these financial records showed Jiang Qingkui a second fact—

Although Zhou Wang had stakes in a club and a media company, these were not his regular sources of income for daily life.

“It’s inconvenient for me to discuss specifics, but I think you should have a new understanding of my financial strength.”

Zhou Wang put away the phone, smiled, and said, “To put it simply, if you can genuinely earn my trust, not to mention ten million, twenty million, I can invest more in you.”

Jiang Qingkui’s lips twitched; although she didn’t speak, her eyes clearly brightened noticeably.

After a brief silence, Jiang Qingkui finally spoke, “How long?”

The moment she spoke, she was startled, realizing her voice was unexpectedly hoarse.

Jiang Qingkui’s intention was clear: assuming she agreed to become Zhou Wang’s secretary, how long must this professional relationship last before Zhou Wang was willing to invest in her.

“Three years.”

Zhou Wang directly raised his fingers.

“Too long…”

Jiang Qingkui frowned, her tone somewhat conflicted.

“Is that long?”

Zhou Wang laughed, “Sister Qingkui, you can go and ask, those young people who have dreams and abilities and want to rise, would they not be thrilled to jump up if they could get at least tens of millions of starting funds after only three years, would they not scramble for this opportunity?”

Jiang Qingkui was silent.

Because she knew what Zhou Wang said was fact.

“Moreover, you aren’t working for me for free for three years. I will pay you an extremely generous salary, providing you with material conditions far better than teaching at Hong Kong University, something you were originally about to give up, while, without lowering your quality of life, I am also giving you an opportunity to pursue your dreams…”

Zhou Wang said this while suddenly leaning forward for the first time, looking down at Jiang Qingkui with a superior posture, “What reason do you have to refuse me?”

Jiang Qingkui was speechless; only when Zhou Wang got closer did her breathing become chaotic.

Zhou Wang sat back and continued calmly, “And there’s a third point, three years is just the minimum, it doesn’t mean you really have to work the full three years… you can also see it as a kind of assessment.”

“As long as I show you my abilities, can I shorten this time?”

Jiang Qingkui understood, and for the first time, her beautiful face clearly showed excitement.

“Exactly, you’ve also seen, I currently have some properties, and barring any accidents, there will be more and more in the future. But to be honest, these properties are more of a hobby for me. In other words, I need someone to help run and manage them.”

Zhou Wang smiled, “At least for now, you are the best candidate. Although, nominally, you’re my secretary, I wasn’t lying; the authority you’ll actually have won’t be less than that of a general manager.”

After Zhou Wang spoke, he let Jiang Qingkui digest it herself.

While he started talking about three years to lower Jiang Qingkui’s psychological expectations, in reality, it wouldn’t need three years, at most a year and a half—

Jiang Qingkui would follow him wholeheartedly.

Having the system on Zhou Wang’s side gave him this confidence.

Of course, when that day came, even if Jiang Qingkui still wanted to branch out on her own, with Zhou Wang’s status and vision at the time, it wouldn’t be difficult to find another equally capable secretary in no time.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Qingkui said, “Can all of this be written into the contract?”

“Yes.”

“Then I have one last requirement.”

“Go ahead.”

“Although being a personal secretary, I’m not responsible for satisfying your X needs.”

Jiang Qingkui looked deeply at Zhou Wang and said.

“I’m hiring a proper secretary, what are you thinking?”

Zhou Wang was both amused and exasperated by her words.

“Some foreign bosses offer high salaries when recruiting female employees and might even include similar clauses in the contract.”

Jiang Qingkui didn’t find this topic awkward, just said lightly.

“Tsk, foreign capitalists, even this has contractual obligations?”

“Domestic or abroad, it’s the same, at most just a different form… Crows everywhere are equally black.”