CHAPTER 431: CHAPTER 176: QIU THE SPENDTHRIFT

On the small open space at Daoquan University, Ziceng, the God of Stocks from Country Z, made a decision that would change the entire world’s stock market because of a woman’s words.

"I plan to work on Wall Street, a European buyer has already been found for the branch under Qiu Sheng Jewelry, and it’s said to be the world’s largest diamond producer, Olson Jewelry." Qiu Zhi slightly adjusted his plan, originally intending to establish a fund company after exiting the jewelry business, but now it seems he might need further honing.

"Olson Jewelry?" Su Ziceng was stunned when she heard this news.

"Yes, our Chief Appraiser used to work at Olson Jewelry, but moved to Qiu Sheng Jewelry due to some unpleasantness in the employment cooperation. Now that Olson Jewelry has changed hands, the new owner invited him, and just as we were looking to sell our jewelry business, they struck a deal immediately." The sale of Qiu Sheng Jewelry went surprisingly smoothly, with over two hundred jewelry stores nationwide, already transitioning ownership.

In Mo City, and even throughout Z Country, Qiu Sheng Jewelry is a force not to be underestimated. The locations of their jewelry stores are mostly in bustling areas, their property designs and personnel are potential treasures.

This time, due to the urgent sale of Qiu Sheng Jewelry, the other party got a fairly optimistic price.

Olson is already dead, how could Orleans, his future heir, have such a precise plan? Su Ziceng could hardly believe that Orleans, whom she had only met twice, could make such an accurate acquisition during his mourning period.

First the exclusive rights to ZARA, and now the historic Qiu Sheng Jewelry. That noble family far in Europe isn’t just initiating a buying frenzy, but something more like a war of aggression plundering the Z Country markets.

"I hope everything proceeds smoothly," Su Ziceng didn’t want to overcomplicate matters, as Su Family’s affairs were already giving her enough headache.

"I have a favor to ask you," Su Ziceng remembered the words of a drunkard.

"You and me, no need for such formalities, just say what you need," Qiu Zhi assured her with a pat on his chest.

"Help me search online, or ask, what’s the tradition at Kelly Women’s College?" Su Ziceng hoped that the rapidly rising internet could help her find some clues.

"Kelly’s traditions, do you want to know the good or the bad?" Unexpectedly, Qiu Zhi even asked back without looking it up.

Are there good and bad traditions?

Seeing Su Ziceng’s confusion, Qiu Zhi explained, "Any school has its traditions, like Kelly Women’s College, an old institution of over two hundred years, there are traditions of all kinds, black, white, gray, any color."

"But I stayed there for three years and didn’t know about them, how could you know," Su Ziceng grudgingly accepted the so-called varied traditions.

"Only three years, I’ve been in a boys’ school since elementary," Qiu Zhi muttered, to grow up into a lively, healthy young man with the right sexual orientation was no small feat.

"What does your attending a boys’ school have to do with this?" Su Ziceng smirked, thinking today he was way off the mark, probably from staring at the stock market charts until cross-eyed.

"Don’t you get it, the traditions of a boys’ school and a girls’ school are..." Looking around, after several students passed by, Qiu Zhi whispered: "Homosexuality."

"Cut it out, who asked you about that tradition," Su Ziceng glared at him, the traditions at Kelly Women’s College couldn’t be homosexuality.

"Hey, don’t disbelieve it, if it weren’t for you telling me about your unyielding love for Hang Yishao, I wouldn’t have bothered to help you keep an eye on Mai Xue, falling in love over time, that’s no laughing matter." Qiu Zhi sounded earnest, not joking at all.

"I like Wen Mai Xue, are you out of your mind?" Su Ziceng was somewhat annoyed, but hearing the phrase of steadfast love, she couldn’t help but feel a bittersweet emotion. It turns out a lot has changed in three years, creating an illusion of the unfamiliarity of things and people, making her unsure how to grasp the future.

"I know you wouldn’t like Wen Mai Xue, you’re straight; but that doesn’t mean everyone at Kelly is like you, everyone knows, the girls at Kelly Women’s College are hard to pursue, not only must you contend with social status, but also watch out for other women." Qiu Zhi gossiped as if a champion gossipmonger, surpassing any woman.

Yet this shocking news still startled Su Ziceng. What was more puzzling was, if the tradition spoken by the drunkard could indeed be this one. Su Ziceng, belatedly realizing, now recalled that within Kelly there were indeed many girls seen coupled up, too intimate to seem decent.