I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2091 - 1347: Be Careful When Going Out from Now On_2

Chapter 2091: Chapter 1347: Be Careful When Going Out from Now On_2

"What did they say over the phone?" Her expression changed dramatically. Despite Lan Peizhi being present, she lost her composure and asked, "Are you sure?"

Her tone carried a clear tension, mixed with a tinge of... panic.

A few seconds later.

She put down the phone, her eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Lan Peizhi watched her silently.

"Aunt Lan..."

As their eyes met, Cao Jinse took a deep breath, her expression grave, "A plane flying from Korea to the homeland crashed, all passengers aboard perished. Jiang Chen was on that plane."

Lan Peizhi’s pupils contracted sharply, and her originally gentle demeanor suddenly turned cold and dangerous!

But it was only for a fleeting moment.

All the tension disappeared instantly, and she calmly said,

"Call him."

Cao Jinse quickly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

It sounded like a heartbeat.

And never had it felt so slow.

"Hello."

A dozen seconds later.

The call connected.

Cao Jinse let out a long breath, overcome with emotion, she ignored Lan Peizhi again.

"Jiang, you bastard!"

Where’s your composure?

Your etiquette?

Your poise?

It was utterly impolite.

Boss Jiang, absurdly scolded, must have felt bewildered and was about to speak when the other side hung up.

Looking at the warm sunlight outside the car window, Jiang Chen sighed slightly.

It’s obvious what Princess Cao was worried about.

With her intellect and wisdom, how could she act so rashly? It could only indicate one thing.

—Caring causes confusion.

After all, humans are not machines, they have emotions and vulnerabilities, and can’t always think with absolute calmness.

Super-rich individuals and top-tier elites usually don’t use commercial flights because they value their privacy immensely and would never risk their whereabouts being leaked.

Never underestimate how much prominent people value and are cautious about their own safety.

Has Boss Jiang now climbed to the top of the world’s power structure?

Even if not unrivaled, he certainly holds a place of his own. However, Boss Jiang isn’t aloof and wouldn’t mind squeezing into a plane with ordinary people before.

But that was then.

The present is different.

Now, quite a few people are "eyeing him like a tiger watching its prey," so security issues must be taken seriously.

Of course. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

All this stems from a crisis awareness, as he told Jin Zhuxuan, to not underestimate the greatest malice in others.

It wasn’t to educate Jin Zhuxuan; he himself practices this theory. Speculation doesn’t require evidence, but the crashed plane at Seoul Airport somehow seems to verify the correctness of Boss Jiang’s theory to some extent.

As everyone knows, airplanes are both the safest and the most dangerous means of transportation. Unlike cars, where you can enhance material strength and even upgrade to bulletproof glass if you have the money, you can escape by jumping out. But on a plane?

Once an accident happens, where do you jump to?

That’s why plane accidents have the highest fatality rate, leaving practically no survivors, and are considered one of the most reasonable manners of accidental death.

Many prominent figures and tycoons, including dignitaries, have left the world this way.

And evidently, the wary Boss Jiang learned from his predecessors’ lessons. One could die heavily or lightly, but he refused to die unjustly.

That would be too suffocating.

As for why his travel information appeared on that fateful flight when he wasn’t on it...

Isn’t it possible to change one’s mind temporarily?

Or simply to help boost the airline’s performance.

If you have the capacity, you can even buy multiple seats on a high-speed rail, booking an entire business class cabin if needed.

Boss Jiang being scolded wasn’t undeserved. Since he wasn’t on that flight, he could have contacted family and friends to assure concerned individuals he already returned home and it was just a false alarm. But the 177 souls perished at Seoul Airport will never reach their destination.

So the question arises.

Who should be held responsible for the tragic deaths of so many victims?

The airline?

The airport?

Or... Boss Jiang who should’ve been on that plane?

That doesn’t seem fair.

What did Jiang Chen do?

Nothing.

He was also a victim, just narrowly escaping disaster.

But, let’s consider another angle.

If his passenger information wasn’t on that plane, would there still have been an accident?

Well.

This isn’t a scientific question, but rather a metaphysical one.

Just like whether the chicken or the egg came first.

No matter what the final investigation result on this major disaster might be, it’s destined to not provide an answer to this question.

Turmoil continues in Seoul, undoubtedly bustling with activity, yet the streets of River City remain calm and peaceful.

Although, whether it’s from a legal or moral standpoint, Boss Jiang, as a "survivor," bears no fault, Jiang Chen still feels, as someone who received a decent education, that he should do something for the over a hundred unjust souls who perished.

In the vehicle in motion, he picked up the phone Cao had hung up, leaned back to the rear seat, and dialed an overseas number.

"A plane in Seoul had an accident, 177 people died, and three more are currently being resuscitated. I should have been on that plane."

As the call connected, Jiang Chen succinctly introduced the incident, though this air crash probably topped the global media headlines now, but the person on the other end probably hadn’t caught it yet due to their busy status.

"What do you mean."

Although they hadn’t met since parting in Japan, somehow, the relationship between them seemed to advance a bit with the few exchanges.

Could it be.

The so-called...

Online romance?!

If you don’t believe it, listen to the tone.

A master at reading people would surely sense, although there’s still a strong sense of detachment, it feels different from back in Japan.

"I’m not suspecting you. I believe you wouldn’t be so brutal to bury so many innocent lives just for me."

Straightforward.

Utterly straightforward.

It’s just a conjecture, hey.

You can’t casually make claims without evidence.

But then again.

Talking to the police requires evidence.

Is she a cop?

"Moreover, we have no conflict."

Jiang Chen then added timely and necessarily.

The world looks different in everyone’s eyes, so does "accident."

Not sure if Cynthia had heard about the Seoul air crash that just happened today, or whatever her judgments about this accident might be, anyway, someone pressed their purely subjective notion upon the other side like an irresponsible rogue, regardless.

"Then what do you want from me."

If we’re not talking evidence but just hypothesis, anyone with such boldness and capability to orchestrate this accident—whether a person, an organization, or an entity—definitely must be extremely influential.

"I don’t want anything. I just want you to help me deliver a message."

Jiang Chen spoke calmly and steadily, holding the phone, leaning back comfortably in the seat, looking straight ahead.

In this city where everyone speaks Eastern Hubei dialect, driving is incredibly aggressive, daring to cut off any vehicle.

But comparatively, this little nuisance is insignificant.

"Shen Zhou has an old saying, ’Every cause has an effect,’ just tell him to be more careful when going out in the future."

Crazy cool.

Utterly impressive!

Simply didn’t bother investigating the origins anymore.

Cynthia was silent for a considerable amount of time, possibly deterred by someone’s dominance, or maybe just... speechless.

"If you’re unwilling to pass on the message, give me his contact information, and I’ll speak myself."

Boss Jiang is reasonable, never forcing anyone into a difficult spot due to his own affairs.

There was a laugh on the other side of the line.

It was crisp and clear!

Definitely more genuine than the last time when talking about an anonymous person.

"Do you know what you’re saying."

Boss Jiang remained unfazed.

"Just a friendly reminder. After all, everyone has only one life. If not, give me an address, I’ll send an almanac over, and he can check before going out each time."