Godly Rich System: So what if a real heiress has a few hundred million?

"What?"

Shen Zhile didn't quite understand, then He Su interrupted with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, your godmother just likes to talk nonsense."

He Su's purpose in keeping it a secret from Zhi Le was to avoid embarrassing herself in front of the younger generation. She had spent a billion yuan this year, but she couldn't even get half of it back. It was simply shameful!

Chen Yahuan had no intention of giving He Su any face. This kind of thing was very complicated, especially since He Su was going abroad for fun. The Gu family was one of the few prominent families in China.

But the risks outside are huge, and there are countless counterfeit goods sellers, let alone Shen Zhile, a newbie who just joined.

Chen Yahuan sighed helplessly and said to Shen Zhile, "Lele, your Aunt He has recently become obsessed with gambling on stones and collecting antiques. She started doing it herself and has spent a billion yuan in a year without even asking a professional for advice."

You can't save face for your best friend; you have to make He Su realize that if you can't do something yourself, you should ask someone else! She's really charging ahead headlong into things, refusing to turn back even after hitting a wall.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhile almost choked on her saliva. This... this sounds so much like a rebellious phase!

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Zhile's eyes as she looked at Aunt He in disbelief. "Aunt He, there's a saying that really suits you."

Upon hearing this, He Su instinctively asked, "What?"

"Stubborn."

Hearing Zhile's scolding, He Su coughed lightly, embarrassed, and said, "Oh, Lele, you don't understand. How could your Aunt He keep losing? Besides, she has already won back several hundred million of that ten billion."

As the story progressed, He Su, a woman in her forties, became a little embarrassed, as she later discovered that 10 billion yuan had been used during the liquidation process.

But looking at the savings in her hand, He Su wasn't nervous at all. She could still afford to lose!

Shen Zhile sighed, "Aunt He, gambling on stones and collecting antiques are both very risky. Without professional knowledge, it's easy to suffer losses."

Shen Zhile knew that these two fields were very complex, and even experts could sometimes make mistakes, let alone someone like Aunt He who was just starting out of interest.

If other people's advice were useful, Old Gu wouldn't have come to Chen Yahuan for help. It's clear that He Su is really into it and wouldn't give up easily.

This can also be explained by another phenomenon: the gambler's mentality. After all, no one thinks they can keep losing.

Moreover, nowadays there are countless sayings like "Don't underestimate the poor of the young, the poor of the middle-aged, and the poor of the elderly," to the point that everyone has this idea in mind.

But sellers also have the mindset that they're betting the buyer won't keep losing.

At this moment, Chen Yahuan gently touched Shen Zhile, "Lele, if you can't persuade him, then just give up. This person has always been stubborn, ever since he was a child."

Besides, it's only a billion. With her financial resources, she could probably keep losing it all until she went bankrupt without any problems.

Chen Yahuan's comments were fair and true. After all, no matter how much the company lost, it wouldn't go bankrupt. The only way to bankrupt the Gu family would be for the government to intervene.

But that's obviously impossible, since they haven't done anything wrong, and besides, the Gu family already pays a lot of taxes every year, so the government certainly won't take action against such a good company.

Shen Zhile nodded upon hearing this, but she still intended to try to persuade her, because given how good Aunt He had been to her, she didn't want the money to go to foreigners.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhile's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Aunt He, gambling on stones and collecting antiques sounds very interesting. Can you take me with you next time?"

I also want to go with Aunt He and broaden my horizons.

Shen Zhile was genuinely interested, after all, she hadn't really used her "antique expertise" much until now, but hearing Aunt He mention it reminded her of it.

But to the two elders, this was very wrong. Chen Yahuan patted He Su's arm, her face practically screaming "It's all your fault."

"Lele, don't follow your Aunt He's example." Then, Chen Yahuan turned to look at He Su, "Of all the things you can do, you think you're so good at corrupting children?"

Knowing she was in the wrong, He Su turned to Shen Zhile and said, "Lele, don't follow your Aunt He's example. Don't play with this."

Shen Zhile was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt He, godmother, I know what I'm doing."

Chen Yahuan didn't say anything, but looked at Shen Zhile carefully, and then sighed, "Alright, Lele, your godmother believes you. If you want to have fun, then go ahead and have fun."

"Your godmother will pay for it then."

He Su stretched out her hand, "Huan, Lele is coming with me, of course I'll pay for her, so don't worry about it."

After saying that, Shen Zhile understood that the two elders had relented, and soon the scene became lively.

A popular young male celebrity was singing on the central corridor platform, while some cheerful wealthy women stood beside him, dancing along. Popular celebrities were also present.

The atmosphere at the event was fantastic, like a giant rave. Everyone looked relaxed and happy, and all the celebrities did their best to entertain their sponsors.

He Su couldn't help herself at this moment, and pulled Shen Zhile to the side, "Come on, Lele, let me tell you, this is really fun. Tell your aunt whoever you like."

These days, you can't even hire male models, you have to hire celebrities. They all have nice voices and are good-looking.

Shen Zhile now understands: it's no longer fun to order male models; rich women order celebrities instead.

At that moment, a familiar voice rang in my ears, "Zhi Le".

Shen Zhile looked bewildered, and seeing Ji Chenhan, asked somewhat uncertainly, "Brother Han, what are you doing here?"

Just now, after listening to Aunt He's words, I subconsciously assumed that the people here were male models, so when I saw Ji Chenhan, this thought suddenly came to mind.

Luckily, I was quick-witted enough to stop myself from blurting things out.

Ji Chenhan smiled somewhat helplessly, waving the things on his body, "There's nothing I can do, I can't resist the brand's demands."

The brands that gave him these things had begged him for a long time before Ji Chenhan finally agreed. He didn't want to do these things, but those brands were the ones that supported him when he first started out.

Shen Zhile nodded, raising an eyebrow slightly. "How about the great movie star twists for me? I'll buy all your jewelry."

At this moment, Aunt He, who had brought Shen Zhile up, had disappeared. Centered around the movie star, there were many other people, some of whom were young girls, and others were wealthy women whose faces bore the marks of time.

Shen Zhile's words were partly a joke, after all, Ji Chenhan always appeared aloof to outsiders, and he was slightly taken aback when he heard Shen Zhile's words.

Then, under Shen Zhile's gaze, he reached out his hand to her, "Zhile, would you like to relax together?"

Shen Zhile was stunned for a moment, then smiled and tapped his finger, tilting her head slightly to look up and meet Ji Chenhan's gaze. Her smile was bright. "What should I do, Brother Han? I just want to see Brother Han dance."

Shen Zhile's meaning was very clear: she just wanted to watch Ji Chenhan twist, but she didn't know if he was willing.