Mia Dou looked troubled. "But how can you play if you don't have an account?"
"It's fine, I'll give you the money, you can play however you want." Jason Shen patted his chest and said, "I trust you."
"But this kind of thing is risky. It's fine for me to play around, but how can I drag you into it?" Mia Dou, getting into character, put on a resolute face: "This is just for fun, you have way too much money!"
"It's okay, I trust you. Even if I lose, I'll accept it." Jason Shen thumped his chest loudly.
The one Jason Shen actually trusted wasn't Mia Dou, it was Charles Yin.
He had this inexplicable belief that Charles Yin's judgment was always right.
Back then, everyone who followed Charles Yin to build his empire—aren't they all local celebrities now?
That's why Jason Shen was so tempted. He prepared all this money just to try for a big win.
After Jason Shen's persuasion, Mia Dou finally 'reluctantly' accepted his proposal and took his money, getting ready to invest together.
At this moment, Coco Shen spoke up: "They say it's better to be upfront before making deals—even brothers settle accounts clearly. This is way too risky, Jason, you should sign an agreement with Mia Dou. If you lose, don't blame her!"
Jason Shen jumped in right away. "No need to sign anything. I trust Mia Dou!"
Mia Dou replied instantly, "Forget it then, this thing is way too risky!"
After she finished, Mia Dou turned to Coco Shen. "Hey, Coco, do you have any money left? Lend me twenty million, I need to move some things around."
"Sure, I'll transfer it to you right now," Coco Shen answered immediately.
"Wait a sec!" Jason Shen's eyes went wide. "Sis, where'd you get so much money?"
You know, when Coco Shen's mom passed away, she only left her a little over a million, and that was everything.
It's only been a few years—how did Coco Shen get her hands on so much cash?
Twenty million!
She just gives it away, just like that!
Coco Shen replied casually, "Of course I made it investing with Mrs. Yin! Her investments are always in the hundreds of millions, and the returns are massive. I heard Mrs. Yin got dividends in the billions last quarter. My little stash is barely enough to cover her taxes!"
Jason Shen's eyes went wide again!
Billions!
That's something you'd never even dream of in this lifetime!
Let's do it!
"I'll write up an agreement right now—I'm sticking with you guys!" Jason Shen dashed off as if his tail was on fire, searching for paper and a pen.
Watching Jason Shen's retreating figure, Mia Dou asked Coco Shen, "Are you sure you want to cut them off for good?"
Coco Shen's smile faded. "Back when my mom and I were desperate, I didn't have any brothers or sisters. Now they flap their lips, call me 'sis,' and expect me to forget the past and help them out? Dream on! I'm Coco Shen, and I hold a grudge!"
"Alright," Mia Dou nodded. "I know what to do now. Your brother really is something else—he actually fell for such an obvious scam."
"If he had any real skills, he wouldn't be chasing after your shady deals. My brother's been useless since he was a kid—lazy, short-sighted, always looking for a quick buck. Honestly, with how dumb he is, it'd be a crime not to take advantage."
Isn't he just dumb?
Mia Dou whipped up a sketchy-looking website, tossed out a piece of paper, and spun a bunch of nonsense that anyone with half a brain could see through—but Jason Shen bought it!
He believed it!
Seriously!
Anyone with a clue could tell Mia Dou was full of it!
If Jason Shen had even a shred of sense, asked around, maybe he'd have noticed something was off.
But Jason Shen just believed it!
What does that say?
He's already blinded himself, lost in his own fantasy world, refusing to wake up.
So, if you don't scam him, who will?
In no time, Jason Shen came running back.