Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Qin Fen nodded in agreement: "That's right, Brother Cheng, we won't feel at ease taking this money if you don't take it."

Wang Congcong also said in a deep voice, "Brother Cheng, you're treating us like outsiders. We're brothers, we share the good times and the bad. If you don't take a share, none of us want it. If you want it, you should take 30%, and we can split the rest equally..."

After Wang Congcong finished speaking, the other two immediately echoed, "That's right!! Agreed!"

Jiang Cheng looked at the three of them, remained silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said, "Thirty is too much, so I'll take 20%. The four of you, the remaining 80%, will be divided according to the previous ratio."

Wang Congcong immediately said, "No, Brother Cheng, you have to take at least 30%!"

Qin Fen chimed in, "That's right, Brother Cheng, you take the lion's share, we'll just have the scraps."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand, his tone leaving no room for argument: "It'll be done my way. My dad will take the lion's share of the mining rights, I'll take the money for the information and plans, and the four of you will take the money for execution and resources. That's the fairest and most sustainable way. Let's decide on this..."

Seeing Jiang Cheng's determined expression, the three of them exchanged glances.

Wang Zheng sighed, his eyes full of admiration: "Brother Cheng, I could never learn your vision in my entire life."

Qin Fen smiled and said, "Since Brother Cheng has decided, let's go with it. Following Brother Cheng, we'll never have to worry about not making money!"

Wang Congcong laughed heartily: "That's right, following Brother Cheng means living the high life! Although Brother Cheng also lost in Rongcheng, you know what's going on with my uncle there. The games, the venues, the people—it's all up to me. So this time, I'll take care of the arrangements. Food, drinks, entertainment—leave it all to me..."

Wang Zheng immediately perked up: "Great! I haven't been back to Chengdu to have a good time in ages. I heard the wine shops there are pretty good..."

"Need I say more?" Wang Sicong raised an eyebrow, his smile both flippant and natural. "Once we get there, I'll organize the party, I'll open the bottles, I'll call everyone. You guys just need to enjoy yourselves with Brother Cheng."

Qin Fen flicked his cigarette ash and said casually, "Chengdu is indeed more relaxed than Beijing."

Jiang Cheng leaned back on the sofa, looking at the three people in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"That's true, isn't it?"

This distribution is not just about money, but also about people's hearts.

As long as people are united, the road ahead will only become wider and wider.

Otherwise, if you always think about having it all to yourself, you'll only end up narrowing your options.

There are no permanent friends, but there are permanent interests.

Moreover, the "dividends" they mentioned were astronomical figures in the eyes of outsiders.

But in his eyes, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

Even if they were distributed in the most generous proportion, each of them would only receive a few tens of millions to a little over a hundred million yuan per year at most.

He was willing to give up this portion of the profits not because he was generous, but because he had a longer-term vision.

This money was just a number to him, but for Wang Congcong, Qin Fen, and Wang Zheng, it was the foundation for them to gain a foothold in the family and break free from constraints.

With this small amount of money, he gained a few loyal brothers.

In exchange, they gained a voice within their respective families; this deal was well worth it.

Moreover, the real lion's share—the mining rights and long-term profits—is firmly in his father's hands.

That is the real gold mine, the foundation for the Jiang family's future for decades to come.

Just then, Jiang Cheng's screen lit up and a message popped up.

It was sent by Chloe, along with a few photos.

The girl sent herself several photos of herself standing in the Forbidden City wearing Qing Dynasty princess attire.

Chloe: "Does it look good?"

In the photo, Chloe is dressed in a brocade cheongsam and wearing a "big-winged" headdress, smiling radiantly in front of the red walls and golden tiles.

Jiang Cheng's eyelids twitched involuntarily upon seeing this.

With blonde hair and blue eyes, her face was impeccably exquisite, but this outfit on her looked like a meticulously crafted exotic artifact that had been misplaced in its display case.

The shape is correct, and the colors are gorgeous, but it lacks that inherent subtlety and elegance.

It lacks the ambiguity of a beauty in ancient paintings, where "the movement of her eyes is enough to make one guess her thoughts."

His prominent nose and deep-set features clash with the soft and graceful lines that are emphasized in traditional Chinese clothing.

An old saying inexplicably flashed through Jiang Cheng's mind: "One region's water and soil nurture its people."

This girl's looks are absolutely stunning; a 94 out of 100 is no exaggeration. Her blonde hair and blue eyes paired with her gorgeous Qing Dynasty attire create a unique and captivating mix.

But how should I put it... it's like pairing whiskey with a dish of peanuts; it's not that it's bad, but something just doesn't feel right.

Jiang Cheng tapped his finger on the screen and replied, "It looks good, but I think you look even better naturally without any embellishment."

This sentence was difficult for Chloe, who was not fluent in Chinese, to understand.

Chloe: "What do you mean? I don't understand."

Jiang Cheng: "It looks good without wearing anything..."

Chloe: "Ugh!"

Jiang Cheng: "Are you at the Forbidden City right now?"

Chloe: "No, I'm at the airport. I'm going back to Chengdu to see you. I've missed you so much lately..."

Jiang Cheng was somewhat surprised upon hearing this: "Which airport are you at?"

Chloe: "Kyoto Airport..."

Jiang Cheng: "Take a picture of me, and I'll come find you right now..."

Chloe: "???"

Chloe quickly sent over a few photos.

When looking at the first two photos, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly before zooming in on the photos.

Although one hand replaced Nai Teru.

However, even when magnified, a sliver of pink skin can still be seen between the fingers.

All I can say is, girl, it's lucky your boyfriend isn't Mr. Chen, otherwise, if this photo were posted online, you'd be hard-pressed not to become famous.

The first two photos are very nice.

The next two photos are more normal, but Jiang Cheng suspects that the girl is hinting at something in this pose.

So, was that 'retro' trial card used on the wrong person...?

Jiang Cheng: "I asked you to send a photo of the airport location, not a selfie..."

Chloe: .....

Chloe: "Oh...."