Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 439 - 345 Annual Total Revenue_2

"You’ve worked hard during this period, and I will keep my promise. Whether it’s this year or next year, as long as the total revenue reaches ten billion, the company is yours. This promise is always valid."

"That’s it?" Hearing Li Jing’s words, Wei Jia didn’t seem happy.

Instead, she chuckled and teased, "If you reach the goal this year, why not give yourself to me?"

Li Jing could hear the teasing in Wei Jia’s tone and could clearly envision the faint smile on her usually aloof face. He couldn’t help but laugh too, "Well, ten billion in revenue isn’t enough for that."

Wei Jia seemed quite interested in the topic and asked again, "How much do you think it would take for me to ’claim’ you?"

Li Jing casually gave a number, "At least a trillion in total revenue."

"A trillion?! Are you dreaming? Do you think running a company is that easy?"

Wei Jia was speechless for a moment, chatted a few more lines, and then hung up the phone.

Inside the Celestial Sea Cultural Park’s main office, Wei Jia put down her phone and took off her glasses, gently rubbing her temples.

She had been working overtime, going all out, to sprint at the final stretch and increase the company’s total revenue.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door. Assistant Bai Rui walked in respectfully, holding a stack of documents.

Seeing Wei Jia’s tired face, she spoke with concern, "President Wei, the business is about to wrap up. How about I help you with the rest so you can take a good rest over the next few days?"

Wei Jia kept her eyes closed, hands rubbing her temples, and gently shook her head, "No, now is the critical period for the company’s rise, I can’t rest yet. This bit of hardship is nothing to me, just feel sorry for you all.

Remember to promptly distribute all overtime subsidies and bonuses, especially in the business departments. You can appropriately increase their bonuses since everyone worked so hard; they deserve the corresponding reward."

Bai Rui nodded, noted it down, put the documents lightly on Wei Jia’s desk, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Wei Jia seemed to remember something and promptly called out, "Wait a minute."

Bai Rui heard her and turned back with a puzzled look, asking, "President Wei, do you have any other instructions?"

Wei Jia pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you think it’s possible for our company to achieve a total revenue exceeding a trillion?"

"A trillion?!"

Bai Rui’s already large eyes widened even more, resembling two round black grapes.

She stared at Wei Jia straight, stood there stunned for a while, and then asked uncertainly, "President Wei, are you joking, or are you serious?"

"Do you think I’m someone who loves joking?"

Wei Jia’s expression gradually returned to calm, and her voice regained its usual authority.

Upon hearing this, Bai Rui’s face changed slightly, immediately responding with an awkward smile, "Of course you’re not someone who loves joking, but this trillion in revenue target...

President Wei, isn’t this goal set a bit too high?"

"Is the trillion target really that high?"

Wei Jia put on her metal semi-framed glasses again, folded her arms, crossed her slender legs gracefully, and restored her confident and assertive demeanor.

Her lips slightly curled upward as she said, "The trillion target is indeed challenging, but if it could bring back that man, I’m willing to give it a shot."

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After finishing the call with Wei Jia, not long after, Shi Yang arrived driving a car.

It was a brightly colored red Porsche 718, flashy and striking, and undoubtedly worth a fortune, at least one to two million, showing Shi Yang’s affluent family background.

Among the many women Li Jing knew, Shi Yang’s material conditions were considered outstanding.

Li Jing got into the passenger seat with a teasing smile, "Can I sit in the passenger seat of your car?

I’ve heard that some girls are very particular about the passenger seat, reserving it for men they like, or best friends."

Shi Yang snorted and rolled her eyes at him, "Why, do you really mind these things? I thought you were thick-skinned enough not to care about such things.

Besides, even if I mind, would that stop you from sitting?"

Li Jing grinned, showing white teeth, "Exactly, I’ll sit here whether you mind or not."

Shi Yang glared at him, said nothing more, started the car, and drove away.

At that moment, in Shi Yang’s mind, Li Jing was a thick-skinned, slightly arrogant young man with considerable economic strength.

Of course, there was also a bit of a player attitude.

Originally, just being thick-skinned and having a player attitude was enough for Shi Yang to mentally sentence him to ’death.’ She typically wouldn’t have more interactions with such men.

But after the incident with Liu Jun last time, things changed.

First, Shi Yang felt a bit guilty toward Li Jing, as he was targeted by Liu Jun because of her; second, from that incident, Shi Yang saw that Li Jing had some differences from other rich second generations, which slightly changed her impression of him.

Actually, Shi Yang had very little experience in interacting with men.

Apart from the experience gained from the internet and TV dramas, she didn’t know how to interact with the opposite sex.

So she always followed her instincts: chat more if she fancied someone; ignore them if not.

It’s no wonder Elder Shi once said she was deceived by a player before, luckily she realized it early, otherwise she might have lost both heart and wealth.

Precisely because of that experience, Shi Yang was particularly repulsed by men, especially those who appeared to have player attributes.

Seeing Shi Yang focused on driving silently, Li Jing couldn’t help but ask, "Where are we going? We just finished lunch, surely we’re not going to dinner right away?"

Shi Yang kept her eyes on the road and said plainly, "I have an appointment this afternoon to visit an art gallery, if you’re free, come along. After the gallery, I’ll treat you to dinner."

"An art gallery?" Li Jing raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise flashing through his eyes.

Then he casually teased, "Is this an invitation for a date with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden screeching halt, the car sharply slowed down, Li Jing nearly hit the windshield, completely caught off guard.

Shi Yang’s eyebrows furrowed tightly into a ’川’ shape, pouting, with a face full of displeasure, "Can’t you stop being so narcissistic? If I’d known, I wouldn’t have invited you, having dinner with you would have been enough."

Li Jing shrugged, remaining unconcerned about Shi Yang’s attitude.

On the contrary, he found Shi Yang genuinely cute, simple without any pretense in front of the opposite sex, all emotions transparently written on her face.

Compared to Zhou Yingying and Huang Qin, Shi Yang was like an uncarved white sheet of paper.

Precisely because of this, Li Jing was now also more tolerant of her. At least her thoughts were simple, not scheming behind closed doors.

Upon reaching the art gallery, Li Jing found it situated in the suburbs.

The gallery’s design was simple yet elegant, with smooth lines forming a unique geometric profile. The exterior was rustic beige stone paired with several irregular dark glass windows, under the sunlight, shadows fell, serene yet artistic.

The parking lot was filled with various vehicles, although remote, the foot traffic was substantial.

As Li Jing got out of the car, he noticed several foreigners in the crowd, and curiously asked, "Why are there so many foreigners here?"

Shi Yang’s face lit up with a hint of pride as she explained, "This gallery’s owner invited many artists from around the world for exhibitions, both foreign and domestic ones.

This exhibition is only for people with certain social status to attend, ordinary people have no idea about it.

If I hadn’t brought you, you wouldn’t be able to enter even if you arrived here."

Li Jing shook his head to himself; Shi Yang’s youthful character was evident, just like a naive college student. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Though, thinking about it, she indeed was young, likely a few years younger than him.