Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?-Chapter 973 - 391: In the Office, With Her...

"These theories have some truth to them, but when you genuinely listen to Buffett's heartfelt words, you'll find that he simply simplifies the most complex issues, grasping the fundamental logic of business."

"As long as a company has good products and stable management, their stock is bound to rise steadily, and you just need to hold onto it for the long term."

"For us, running a bar means creating a great environment, a good atmosphere, and occasionally surprising guests, making them feel that they can have a great night here, which will attract many customers, allowing our business to thrive continuously."

"And about our website, although it wasn't a big hit before, after making a slight change, we've now achieved quite impressive results."

"In the future, as long as we make sure people widely recognize Renren Network as not only fun but also a place where they can earn money as influencers, there will be a continuous stream of people registering on our site, becoming loyal supporters."

"Always remember, the world is constantly changing. We might not see some changes clearly, but as long as we hold onto the core things, we will remain undefeated."

Lin Qingci admired Zhang Jingdong for his confidence, knowledge, and ability to control everything, her eyes gradually showing appreciation and excitement.

"What you said actually makes a lot of sense."

Zhang Jingdong smirked and casually said, "Do you play pool?"

Lin Qingci nodded, "I do."

"Care for a few rounds?"

"Sure."

Zhang Jingdong got off the pool table, "Let's do this. I'll spot you 3 balls per round, oh no, 4 balls. If you win a round, I'll agree to one of your requests. If I win, you'll wear pajamas when you photograph me tonight. How about it, dare to try?"

Lin Qingci pouted, "Doesn't that seem a bit unfair to you?"

Zhang Jingdong maintained his composure, "No worries, losing is a blessing. Do you dare?"

"Alright, I'll be photographing you anyway, so I won't lose out on anything. Let's do it."

Zhang Jingdong saw she fell for it, quickly set up the balls, stood aside, and gestured, "You go first!"

Lin Qingci, unfazed, chose a cue and moved next to Zhang Jingdong.

Bending down, aiming.

Zhang Jingdong's gaze naturally shifted from the table to her.

He used to think women in jeans or miniskirts in a pool hall were the most attractive, but now he realized a woman in a business suit playing pool was the most visually striking!

Especially when he suddenly noticed that Lin Qingci had the peach-shaped bottom he liked best!

Tsk tsk, this peach seemed about ripe!

Lin Qingci sensed Zhang Jingdong watching her.

If it had been before, she would have stood up and teased him a bit, but now…

Honestly, perhaps it was because of Zhang Jingdong's earlier impressive performance, or maybe it was because he had already kissed her, but now his simple admiration didn't bother her.

Actually, she felt a subtle... joy inside her?

Lin Qingci quietly took a breath, planning to teach Zhang Jingdong a lesson, channeling all her nerves into energy, then suddenly struck hard.

The balls scattered in all directions after the cue ball's strong hit.

Finally, the 1-ball smoothly went into the middle pocket, and the 3-ball slowly followed into the corner pocket.

Lin Qingci stood up, feeling a bit smug, and looked at Zhang Jingdong, "Boss Zhang, how many balls did you say you'd spot me?"

Zhang Jingdong smiled and shook his head, "I didn't expect you to be such an expert! But it's fine, a man must keep his word, 4 balls!"

"Truly the big boss, such charisma!"

Lin Qingci quickly pocketed the remaining four colored balls, leaving only the 4-ball and 7-ball.

The 4-ball was near the right corner pocket, and the 7-ball close to the left-side middle pocket.

With a teasing glint in her eyes, Lin Qingci eyed the 4-ball briefly and easily pocketed it.

The cue ball rebounded, stopping near the 7-ball.

She aimed briefly again and pocketed the 7-ball in one stroke.

Leaving only the black 8.

Fortunately, it was in the middle of the bottom rail, a tricky shot.

Lin Qingci carefully found the angle and gently shot.

The cue ball hit the black 8, which rolled toward the right corner pocket.

The angle was slightly off, so it hit the side of the pocket.

But because she didn't play with much force, the black 8 stopped near the pocket.

If Zhang Jingdong made a mistake, she was confident she could sink it in one shot.

Rarely feeling this pleased with herself, Lin Qingci said, "Your turn, unless you clear the table in one go, you've lost this round!"

Zhang Jingdong spun the cue with one hand, "President Lin, it seems you slightly underestimate me. I thrive in extreme situations because the more critical the situation, the greater my chance of turning things around!"

"Watch closely!"

Lin Qingci knew Zhang Jingdong wouldn't admit defeat, but she hadn't expected him to remain so confident even in this situation.