Volume 1, Chapter 19: This Is Without a Doubt Suicide

Zhao Haizhou saw Zhenzhen arrive and initially thought she had come for him. When he realized she was actually there for Chen Hao, he froze, a glimmer of jealousy flashing in his eyes.

Zhenzhen hooked her arm through Chen Hao’s and planted a kiss on his cheek, saying, "Brother Chen, I've missed you so much."

Chen Hao wrapped an arm around her slender waist and smiled, "Come on, let's go have some fun."

Zhao Haizhou’s face turned leaden, his jealousy bordering on rage, yet he could only watch helplessly as the two walked away, clinging to each other.

Zhao Yali cursed furiously, "Shameless."

Zhou Chengzhong snorted, held Zhao Yali back, and whispered, "Don't stoop to their level. Zhenzhen is nothing but a tramp."

Zhao Yali glared at Zhenzhen’s retreating back and remarked coldly, "A tramp and a pauper—a perfect match."

Zhou Chengzhong nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Let’s go; don't let people like that ruin our mood."

After treating Zhenzhen to a meal, Chen Hao sent her away. Zhenzhen was highly perceptive; sensing Chen Hao’s foul mood, she obediently ceased her pestering, kissed him, and left.

Chen Hao wandered the streets alone, his mind preoccupied with how to spend his money. He had already burned through over forty billion, and at this rate, it wouldn't take long to finish it all. He was now pinning his hopes on the complete collapse of the Gulf New District project, the bankruptcy of He Yuting’s tungsten mine, and the insolvency of the Jingzhou Hotel. His next step was to find a few more failing ventures to invest in, ensuring all his capital would go down the drain.

Chen Hao knew well that money was like flowing water; only by steering it toward the abyss could he ensure it would never return. If he relied solely on personal indulgence, he couldn't spend it all even if he were to eat gold.

He spent the entire afternoon racking his brain, but couldn't think of a way to make the money vanish into thin air. He decided to seek out high-risk projects—the more enticing yet trap-ridden, the better. That way, he could deplete his funds rapidly.

After spending the day out, Chen Hao returned to the hotel. No sooner had he stepped into his room than Liu Mengjie followed him inside.

"How are you feeling today, Boss?" she asked softly.

Chen Hao pulled her into his arms, nibbled on her ear, and asked, "Did you miss me?"

Liu Mengjie blushed and replied quietly, "Of course I did."

Chen Hao chuckled, released her, and sat on the sofa.

Liu Mengjie sat beside him and asked in a gentle voice, "Boss, did you have a pleasant evening last night?"

Chen Hao was slightly startled; it seemed Liu Mengjie had seen everything. He pulled her against his shoulder and asked, "Are you jealous?"

Liu Mengjie shook her head slightly, a flicker of complex emotion passing through her eyes. "I wouldn't dare."

Watching her adorable expression, Chen Hao felt a pang of guilt. "Do you know He Yuting?"

Liu Mengjie nodded. "I do. She is a famous and beautiful executive in Jingzhou, known for her aloofness and arrogance. I never expected you to win her over, Boss."

Chen Hao gave a bitter smile. "He Yuting isn't my type. Last night was just an accident."

Liu Mengjie’s eyes dimmed as she sighed, "I wonder what kind of woman actually is your type, Boss."

Chen Hao remained silent for a moment before gently stroking her hair. "Someone like you—beautiful, gentle, and considerate. That is the kind of woman I truly like."

A glimmer of pleasant surprise flashed in Liu Mengjie’s eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled upward. Still, she feigned modesty, lowered her head, and whispered, "Really? I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life."

They talked happily, and Liu Mengjie was entirely submissive to him. Yet, Chen Hao felt a slight unease; he knew such a relationship could not last. He didn't want Liu Mengjie to commit her whole life to him.

Liu Mengjie shared stories of her difficult childhood, and Chen Hao found himself empathizing with her. Finally, she mentioned her recent stock market losses—due to poor selections and excessive leverage, she had been liquidated, and over a hundred thousand in capital had evaporated in an instant.

Her words struck a chord with Chen Hao. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration—perhaps this was the investment direction he needed. A high-risk market combined with high leverage was the perfect way to make money vanish without a trace.

A look of resolve crossed his face. "Do you know any stock traders?"

Liu Mengjie nodded. "I have two friends who trade stocks. They lose money every single day."

Chen Hao felt a stir of excitement; perhaps he could use them to help him lose his fortune. "Bring your two friends over tomorrow. I'll have them manage my trades."

Liu Mengjie looked puzzled. "Boss, the stock market is too volatile right now. Most people are losing money."

Chen Hao smiled confidently. "It’s precisely because the risk is high that there is an opportunity. Just bring your friends; as long as they follow my instructions, that’s all that matters."

Liu Mengjie hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright, I will arrange it."

She saw her boss as a handsome, wealthy man who spent money like water, but she had no idea what he was really planning. Chen Hao had already calculated his move: he intended to use high leverage to manufacture massive losses, hoping that the black hole of the stock market could swallow his remaining tens of billions and help him complete his mission ahead of schedule.

Liu Mengjie wrapped her arms around his neck and said shyly, "Boss, let me stay tonight and take good care of you."

Chen Hao pressed her onto the sofa, caressing her cheek as he said firmly but gently, "You must make sure I'm well-satisfied tonight."

Blushing, she replied, "I will make sure you are thoroughly pleased."

Chen Hao picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Their silhouettes faded behind the door.

As the night deepened, moonlight spilled across the floor through the curtains, the silence laced with a sense of unease. Chen Hao plotted his plans for the next day, while Liu Mengjie slept curled up in his arms.

When he woke the next morning, Chen Hao felt exhausted. After the previous night’s activities, he felt sore and aching all over. Forcing himself to stay alert, he finished washing up and headed to the living room, where Liu Mengjie had already prepared breakfast, the table filled with exquisite dishes.

"Boss, were you very tired last night?" she asked softly.

Chen Hao smiled faintly. "It's fine. We can have another round tonight."

Liu Mengjie nodded, blushing. "My two friends will be here soon. You can tell them whatever you need to then."

Soon after, her friends arrived—two young beauties named Liu Lili and Qin Yuzhen.

After Chen Hao explained his plan, Liu Lili remarked, "Boss, buying stocks right now is too risky. I’m afraid it’s not the right time."

Hearing that it was risky was exactly what Chen Hao wanted. He was determined to lose money. "The higher the risk, the higher the return. I enjoy pulling chestnuts from the fire. I’ll give you thirty billion to start, and I want you to use ten-fold leverage."

His words startled both women. Thirty billion with ten-fold leverage? This was a death wish.

Chen Hao added, "I want you to go all-in."

Qin Yuzhen cried out in shock, "Boss, no one does business like this! Ten-fold leverage with an all-in position—this is nothing short of suicide."