Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1591 - 1592: Xiao Qi the Rich Second Generation
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Ning Ge presented Qi Xiaoqi with a share certificate. Though it represented only ten percent, Cheng Su understood that as long as Ning Ge’s enterprise remained stable, this portion alone would guarantee Qi Xiaoqi a life of comfort moving forward.
Furthermore, provided Qi Xiaoqi did not succumb to a life of recklessness, this ten percent stake would suffice for him to indulge freely. The question lingered, however: would Ning Ge’s business truly falter?
Considering the interwoven ties of the Ning and Cheng families, along with Zhou Jun’s involvement, it was evident that they all possessed significant influence within both military and governmental circles. The Ning family, in particular, with their extensive connections, should their business not flourish, then one might as well retreat home and rely on parental support indefinitely.
"...You are truly magnanimous. Seriously, this share is more than enough. It’s the sentiment that matters most, saving others from harboring envy or complaints about you. After all, it’s not solely your endeavor," Cheng Su remarked.
Ning Ge offered a casual shrug: "What's the fuss about something like this? It’s simply among our three families; the Cheng family is a given, and Xiao Qi is their nephew. As for Zhou Jun? Don't be deceived by his seemingly dissolute demeanor; he hails from a third-generation military background and possesses extensive connections. It's wise to forge these relationships now so that Xiao Qi can easily pursue his ambitions later."
Cheng Su found herself momentarily speechless.
"Regarding this ten percent, I am also contributing financially; it's not a free handout!" Ning Ge added, revealing that despite his roguish facade, he had indeed invested his own funds.
"You always manage to find a justification for everything," Cheng Su chided him affectionately.
Ning Ge chuckled with a hint of mischief: "In truth, when engaging in business, accumulating wealth is secondary. The primary objective is to establish robust connections. Do you genuinely believe Zhou Jun is concerned about this sum of money? Nor is the Cheng family. It’s merely a matter of consolidating interests across a few families; the relationships are already established. In this current era, although the realms of government and commerce are not entirely separate, officials unequivocally hold a higher rank. Influence invariably supersedes commerce."
Cheng Su concurred, understanding that this principle drove individuals in official capacities to relentlessly pursue upward mobility.
"Just hold onto it for now; it’s merely the beginning," Ning Ge advised.
"Then, I thank you on behalf of our child," Cheng Su accepted, turning to her son. "Make sure you thank your godfather. Give him a little kiss, leave a bit of your drool on him."
"Absolutely not!" Ning Ge immediately handed the child back to her.
Cheng Su giggled and inquired, "You've successfully launched your business, but what about your romantic life? Have you managed to win over Miss Song yet?"
Mention of Song Jiaying caused Ning Ge’s expression to cloud over. He responded, "Don't bring her up. I achieved what I desired, yet she departed!"
"Oh?" Cheng Su leaned in, her curiosity piqued. What exactly did he mean by that?
Ning Ge appeared somewhat abashed as he elaborated, "It’s just that. Now she claims to have gone abroad, and there’s no telling when she’ll return. Forget it; I wasn't particularly invested in her anyway."
Cheng Su arched an eyebrow, remarking, "That sounds a tad like sour grapes. As a man, you should be more proactive. As I’ve said, go pursue her! I believe you two would make a fine couple."
"I’ll give it some thought. I’m rather occupied at the moment," Ning Ge replied, scratching his head as he glanced at his watch. "I must depart; I still have a business engagement in Hucheng."
"Oh, I see!"
After Ning Ge's departure, Cheng Su revisited the share certificate. She lifted her son to show him, saying, "You've truly struck gold, born at the most opportune moment. You're so young, yet your assets almost surpass my own."
Qi Xiaoqi reached out, attempting to grasp the share certificate from her hand, babbling and beaming with a wide smile.
"You certainly appear delighted; I would be too if I were you—you’re officially a rich second generation," Cheng Su cooed, gently pinching his cheek before lifting him higher. "Your father has been away for a few days now. I wonder if he successfully completed his mission? Do you miss him?"
Qi Xiaoqi turned his head away with an expression of disdain—who would miss him?