This Bad Luck is Awesome!

Did he really meet her standards and requirements?

Actually, he was just a little short.

The stock market had been surging recently, bringing his net worth to nearly 90 million.

But if the Xinggui Film and Television stock rose for just two more days, his net worth would officially break the 100 million mark.

That would make him a Level A9 high-net-worth individual.

’Besides, I’m a man with a golden finger; Level A9 is just my starting point!’

"What makes you think that someone who meets all your standards and requirements would be interested in you?"

Chen Mo took a sip of coffee, sized her up, and asked with a light chuckle.

His aesthetic threshold had indeed been raised by Xia Shiqing, Pan Kejia, and Wei Luyao.

Now, seeing a great beauty of Shen Qingying’s caliber, he could still feel a sense of wonder and appreciation.

But unlike many men who haven’t been around true beauties, he wouldn’t let her looks affect his thoughts and judgment.

"I’m confident I can make him fall for me."

Shen Qingying gave a dazzling smile, her beautiful eyes filled with confidence and radiance as she looked at Chen Mo.

She had complete confidence in her own charm.

And once she confirmed that a man perfectly met her standards for a partner, she would launch a fierce pursuit.

The truly difficult part was finding the right person.

As for how to win him over after finding him, that wasn’t a problem in her eyes.

’Besides, Chen Mo didn’t deny it, which means he most likely is just as I suspected.’

’He completely meets all my standards and criteria.’

’I might have found the man I’ve been looking for.’

However, she was a smart woman. She would only launch her offensive after confirming his true assets.

Before that was confirmed, she wouldn’t engage in any intimate behavior with him.

"Do you have plans for later?"

Shen Qingying seemed to have thought of something and turned to ask Chen Mo.

"Why?"

Chen Mo glanced at her.

"I could take you on a tour of my school. You could get to know the real me through the eyes of others, learn about my private life, learn about my..."

"And besides, I want to get to know you better too."

Shen Qingying invited him to her school, giving Chen Mo a chance to get to know her while also giving herself an opportunity to learn more about him.

"Alright."

Chen Mo thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

If everything Shen Qingying wrote on her resume and in her profile was true...

...then Chen Mo was still a little interested in her.

As for providing her with a wealthy lifestyle, that was no pressure for him at all.

He had already passed the most difficult stage of primitive capital accumulation; making money would be much easier from now on.

Right now, he had tens of millions in cash alone.

Once he finished riding this wave of stock market profits, his Xihe stock account would have been active for a full 24 months.

Then he’d be able to buy stocks on the ChiNext market.

You have to understand, the price limit mechanism for ChiNext stocks is ±20%.

In other words, if a stock hits its upper limit, it can go up 20% in a single day!

Tens of millions in cash, plus 2x leverage, and then another 20% rise in one day.

The profits...

He could make a hundred million in just a few days.

Just doing a quick calculation, Chen Mo knew that his wealth would grow at a pace far exceeding anything before.

Under these foreseeable circumstances, if she could actually attract him, then spending some money to keep a Canary would be no problem at all for him.

Especially a Canary of Shen Qingying’s caliber.

’There’s a famous line of poetry, "to rise and dance, to play with one’s clear shadow." I never understood it as a child. Now that I’m grown, maybe I can review it and see if I can gain some new insights from old material.’

Seeing that Chen Mo had agreed, Shen Qingying naturally didn’t want to sit there any longer.

Chen Mo walked out of the coffee shop with her, and they got into his sports car.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the supercar, watching the surprised, envious, and varied gazes of the passersby...

...Shen Qingying felt, for the first time, the vast difference between a real socialite and a fake one.

VROOOM~

With a roar of the engine, Chen Mo stepped on the gas and headed toward her school.

On the way, Shen Qingying constantly found topics to chat with Chen Mo about.

Her emotional intelligence was high, and she deliberately flattered Chen Mo as she spoke.

Chen Mo actually felt a bit of that "emotional value."

And this was when they barely knew each other. If they were actually together, that emotional value would probably be maxed out.

"Why the desire to take a shortcut?"

Driving the car, Chen Mo glanced at her, a little curious.

’So young, and already figured out how to avoid taking the long way around.’

"I’ve just seen too much. How many beautiful upperclassmen have graduated from our dance academy over the years? In the end, how many of them actually do well?"

Shen Qingying’s beautiful eyes were filled with clarity and rationality. She had seen through it all long ago.

"On stage, we’re glamorous, but offstage, it’s just day after day of tedious practice, training until our bodies are covered in injuries."

"We train until we’re injured all over, then go on stage to perform for an audience, and end up collecting a salary of a few thousand a month."

"If it were for a dream or a passion for dancing, then persisting for that dream would be one thing. But I’m not passionate about it, I don’t want to persist, and I’m not willing to waste my youth on something meaningless."

Shen Qingying didn’t hide anything, telling Chen Mo her thoughts directly.

Although her dance grades were excellent, she didn’t actually love dancing.

In elementary school, because a dance teacher said she had a talent for it, her parents ignored her feelings and sent her to dance classes.

Perhaps she really did have a talent, managing to train herself to a high level despite her internal resistance.

And she was admitted with high scores into the Classical Dance Department of the Modu Dance Academy.

But even in college, she couldn’t find a single ounce of passion for dance.

Her freshman and sophomore years were manageable.

But by her junior year, when she started thinking about employment after graduation, she learned that if she was lucky, a graduate from the dance academy could get into the Modu Grand Theater.

As a newcomer, the salary was 8,000 yuan a month.