Chapter 21 Who to Surpass?
Because it was the weekend, a time when everyone would sleep in, even a highly self-disciplined female CEO like Su Qingyue was no exception.

The advantage is that Chen Wei doesn't have to get up early to make breakfast, so he can stay in bed a little longer.

Around seven o'clock, Chen Wei got up, washed up, and saw that his sisters' doors were still not open, so he decided to go out for a morning run.

Ever since activating the Kung Fu Master Quick Start Guide, Chen Wei has felt an inexhaustible energy within him that he wants to release.

Every brick and tile in this house is quite expensive. If it gets damaged, I don't want that little brat Su Yumeng to cause trouble and make me pay for it.

I'll go for a run; hopefully, I can burn off all this extra energy...

Normally, after running several kilometers, you'd be exhausted, and your breathing would definitely quicken.

But now, Chen Wei felt nothing at all; he felt as light as a swallow, and his running speed had increased exponentially.

I ran two kilometers and felt no fatigue at all.

I walked to the riverbank and stared blankly at the towering tree that looked quite old.

"Grandpa, that guy has been staring at that tree for ten minutes. What is he trying to do?" the girl asked as she practiced the old man's boxing routine.

"He's probably meditating," the old man said casually, not paying much attention, before loudly reminding him, "Concentrate! Don't get distracted!"

"Oh! Okay!" the girl replied, keeping up with the rhythm of the old man's fist techniques.

boom!
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard.

The falling leaves create a sensation like an earthquake.

"It's pointless, the texture is really bad." Chen Wei shook his head. Using a tree as a punching bag was indeed not a good idea.

"Is this guy crazy? Did he break up with his girlfriend?" The girl reached up and brushed a fallen leaf off her head.

"Grandpa?" He looked up.

Seeing the old man standing there in a daze, he slowly uttered words of surprise, "This is short-range force!"

"Inch-force?" the girl asked doubtfully. "Isn't that the skill that only those masters in their fifties and sixties on Longhu Mountain possess? Grandpa, you must be mistaken."

"No, you're not mistaken. The fist mark on the tree, about one centimeter deep, is the best proof." The old man was advanced in years, but his eyesight was still good, and he could see clearly even from this distance.

On the contrary, his eyesight was much better than that of some young people.

"A fist mark about one centimeter deep? I didn't see it."

"I told you to spend less time playing computer games, but you wouldn't listen! Now you know you can't see it anymore?"

Seeing the old man raise his hand, the girl covered her head and quickly ran away, heading towards the big tree.

"There really is a fist imprint!" The girl measured it with her finger, finding it to be about the depth of a knuckle.

If the marks weren't so fresh, she would have seriously suspected that they had been prepared in advance.

"Grandpa, that guy really is a monster," the girl exclaimed as she returned to the old man's side.

"I never imagined that our Great Xia would have such a genius. I believe it won't be long before we catch up..."

Boom!

Before the old man could finish speaking, the tree suddenly split open from the fist mark upwards and then fell to both sides.

"Grandpa, who were you trying to surpass?" the girl asked.

"It's nothing, keep practicing."

"Grandpa, your breathing is a little unsteady."

"..."

Chen Wei was completely unaware of this.

Otherwise, one would definitely have to apologize for hurting the old man's pride.

He had no idea that he was so strong.

"Where did you go?" As soon as Chen Wei entered the room, he saw Su Qingyue coming out with a face mask on. "Just did some casual exercise," Chen Wei replied.

"Sis, why are you up so early?" I glanced at the time; less than forty minutes had passed.

“I have a business deal to discuss,” Su Qingyue replied.

"You're still doing business on the weekend? You must be working so hard, sis. I'll go make breakfast." Chen Wei set off.

"Please sit down over there."

Ok?
Is this also related to me?
Su Qingyue peeled off the face mask, threw it into the trash can, sat down in front of Chen Wei, and explained, "This deal isn't with anyone else, it's with you."

"Sis, don't joke around. How could someone like me be qualified to do business with you?" Chen Wei waved his hand, finding the joke quite funny.

“I’m not joking,” Su Qingyue said seriously.

"Then tell me, what kind of business?" Being able to do business with the richest man is quite an honor for Chen Wei.

"Do you remember the song you sang in front of the jewelry store before?" Su Qingyue asked.

"That song, 'Little Dimples,' I remember it." Chen Wei nodded.

"So that's what it's called, Little Dimples!" Su Qingyue exclaimed, as if she had finally solved a long-standing puzzle.

"The song became a hit, and our company's jewelry brand also became a hit. Guess how much money I made in just two hours?" Su Qingyue deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

"Twenty million?" To avoid giving the impression that poverty limited his imagination, Chen Wei deliberately added an extra zero.

"Two hundred million!" Su Qingyue shook her head and said, "I'm the richest woman in Jiangcheng, after all. Is earning twenty million in two hours something to be excited about?"

Earning 20 million in two hours, isn't that something to be excited about?

Poverty, indeed, limited my imagination.

Chen Wei suddenly realized.

"Hey sis, you're not looking for me because you want to buy my songs, are you?" Chen Wei asked tentatively.

"Yes, but not entirely."

Su Qingyue explained in detail, "All the shareholders of our company are very optimistic about you. They think you are a rising star with great potential and want you to become the brand ambassador for our jewelry brand. Of course, the signing fee will be substantial. With your current fame, a little over 100 million is definitely achievable."

"Sister, we're all family, why give me money?" Chen Wei swallowed hard.

"This money is from the company, not in my personal name. You have to accept it, understand?" Su Qingyue said forcefully.

"Sister, let me call my agent first. After all, I've signed a contract with them, and I can't make decisions like this casually."

“Okay, go ahead. If it really doesn’t work, I’ll talk to her myself.” Su Qingyue nodded.

If Su Qingyue remembered correctly, Guanghui Entertainment had also talked to her about a brand ambassadorship.

However, there was no suitable candidate at the time, so she declined.

Chen Wei found Song Yan'er's phone number and called her.

"Hey, Xiaowei, what can I do for you?"

"Sister Yan, I've found a business opportunity. They want to sign a contract with me, so I was thinking of asking for your opinion first."

"Oh! How come someone wants to talk to you about signing a contract so soon? Tell me, which company is it?" Song Yan'er asked with great interest.

"Sis, what's your company's name?" The jewelry brand was in English and had a fancy name, so Chen Wei couldn't remember it.

"Just tell her it's called Qingshi Group."

"Oh……"

"What! Qingshi Group? Wait! No, that voice just now, was that President Su? You called her 'sister'?"

(End of this chapter)

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