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I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2095 - 1349: Better Days When You Were Young (2)
"This lawsuit isn’t that simple."
Fang Qing took the disposable chopsticks from someone, which were split open.
"Problems that can be solved with money aren’t problems at all."
Boss Jiang’s casual remark was overwhelmingly domineering; if it was said in a private home-cooked restaurant rather than a roadside noodle stall, it would have been more fitting.
"How much do that couple want?"
"Five million."
Jiang Chen smirked, lowered his head to eat the noodles with chopsticks, "Five million could buy a nice house in River City now."
Fang Qing didn’t mix in too much personal emotion, she flicked her hair to avoid it falling into the bowl and said in a formulaic tone: "If you give them five million, many more five millions will be waiting for you."
As a legal professional, you must understand human nature while mastering the law.
Jiang Chen might not have had systematic study and research in this area like Qing Mei, but his bumpy journey through real life has shown him much of the darker side of human nature.
So he understood what Fang Qing was saying.
Once this gate is open, if jumping off a building can bring a five million inheritance to a family, one could imagine if Xinghuo Medical Center would be filled with terminal patients lining up to jump rather than to seek treatment.
Of course.
Some people may not be so selfless, even when terminally ill, they try everything to survive, but in such cases, one must also consider the "emotions" of the family.
Faced with the choice between money and losing both, being dragged down by high medical costs—sacrificing one who was doomed to die for the well-being of the whole family—how would one decide at this crossroads?
In such a case, whether or not to jump off a building is not just the decision of the terminally ill person.
And it’s not just limited to terminal illness.
With over a billion people in Shen Zhou, how many can earn five million in their lifetime?
"So that’s why you haven’t been willing to compromise?"
Jiang Chen took a bite of hot dry noodles.
Honestly, despite the reputation of River City’s hot dry noodles being so well hyped, the taste isn’t as authentic as those from Sha City.
"The law talks about right and wrong. In this lawsuit, neither Xinghuo Medical Center nor Star Medical Technology is at fault. Compensating 300,000 is the utmost humanitarian care."
As a legal professional, you can’t be "soft-hearted," and Fang Qing, as a top talent from Political and Legal University, certainly has no such elementary flaw.
She was referring to Star Medical Technology, the company founded by Wu Yufei and others.
"If things are indeed as you say, and we weren’t at fault, I think not even 300,000 should be paid, not a penny."
Fang Qing was rational and calm enough, but little did she know this person was even more impartial.
So much so that Fang Qing gave him a glance.
"Funeral expenses can still be given."
Jiang Chen chuckled, seizing the chance to start lecturing, "Why give funeral expenses? Just because ’the deceased are greater’? True justice in law isn’t about favoring the weak or muddling things up; shouldn’t it be to adjudicate based on objective facts about the event itself?"
Fang Qing didn’t continue the topic, she ate her noodles, "On the surface, this lawsuit is about seeking money, but in fact, it’s targeting Xinghuo Medical Center."
Don’t be fooled by how someone speaks so accurately and righteously; actually, whether compensating 300,000 or 500,000 makes no difference to him, but if it’s targeting Xinghuo Medical Center, then the meaning is different.
"Do you have evidence?"
Jiang Chen showed no change in expression.
Fang Qing was silent.
"Got any secrets? Go ahead, I won’t spill." Jiang Chen teased.
"If that couple were just seeking money, they would first come to discuss with Xinghuo Medical Center, not directly file with the court. Moreover, the court wouldn’t repeatedly hint at us to settle."
Jiang Chen sighed, "So, luckily it’s you, sharp and perceptive. Had we followed the court’s hint, it would have been like mud falling into the pants cuff—right but hard to explain."
You didn’t hit them, so why help them up?
It’s not your fault, why pay so much money?
"I believe the law is just, but the court is another matter."
Jiang Chen talked to himself, ignoring Qing Mei’s reaction, and lowered his head to eat, Fang Qing had no response either.
"The bird that sticks out gets shot; anyone trying to break old rules will face backlashes from the power of those rules, but what Jiang Chen didn’t expect."
Occurred in River City.
River City is the provincial capital.
It’s also his hometown.
So the feeling at this moment is indescribable.
"You might have anticipated it." Fang Qing seemed to sense the complexity of his emotions.
"I knew, but it’s still frustrating. Xinghuo Medical Center isn’t just mine; Cao Jinse is the founder. Do you think if she knew something happened to Xinghuo in River City, she’d laugh at me?"
Jiang Chen thought she’d "kick him while he’s down," but instead, heard: "She wouldn’t."
Jiang Chen turned his head.
"You can’t represent River City, nor can River City represent you."
"Sigh~" Jiang Chen sighed again.
You can’t blame him.
While traveling abroad, the plane had issues; back in the country, he was stabbed by his own people.
Anyone would find it hard to bear.
"This lawsuit is just the beginning; once you poke the hornet’s nest, be ready to face endless attacks. But try not to involve innocent people."
Someone knew how to read between the lines, or perhaps the two were just too in sync.
"You mean Wu Yufei and them?"
Straightforward.
Sincere. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Bluntly honest.
Indeed.
Why beat around the bush?
He’s not Zhou Zhiruo, he’s Zhang Wuji—what’s there to fear?
"The interests behind the medical system are too big, and Korea had a massive protest because of it; when you touch someone’s cheese, you have to be prepared for risk-taking."
Who’s behind Xinghuo Medical Center can be found by those with connections.
A hard background doesn’t mean no one dares to mess with you.
Korea is a clear example.
So what if he’s the president?
"You make sense." Jiang Chen nodded in agreement, "If it implicates some old classmates, I’d feel guilty for eternity."
"I know you guys are classmates, no need to emphasize."
Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, "Did I emphasize? Are you being sensitive?"
"Am I sensitive?"
Fang Qing met his gaze.
Their eyes locked, and Jiang Chen looked forthright, "Maybe Wu Yufei secretly liked me back then, but that’s all in the past; those were the days of youthful innocence. With my flair back then, it wasn’t unusual for girls to like me, nothing to boast about."
From start to finish, Fang Qing listened quietly, and after he finished, she added, "Did I say it was unusual?"
Boss Jiang, suspected of being self-satisfied, continued calmly, "It’s good you understand. My point is, let bygones be bygones. Now we’re just classmates, friends. Eating together is a pure activity."
He understood the subtext of Fang Qing’s words, so how could Fang Qing not catch on to his sarcasm?
"You mean I’m the one keeping them away?"
"I never thought that."
Jiang Chen immediately denied it and then sighed, "Maybe it’s just that your aura is too strong."
"Can I compare to you?"
Fang Qing finally couldn’t resist sniping back.
"I’m different, I’m down-to-earth."
Boss Jiang’s shameless demeanor was infuriatingly unspeakable.
Suddenly.
He put down his chopsticks and pulled a few tissues from the box on the table, handing them over.
"Wipe your mouth."
Yeah.
Boss Jiang indeed understood boundaries well.
Fang Qing didn’t take them, instead opting to pull tissues herself and wipe her mouth, only to realize there was no sesame paste.
Looking at someone again, he had a mischievous smile, like a kid who succeeded in a prank.
Fang Qing didn’t scold him, just silently put down the tissue and said, "You were indeed more likable in your youth."
His smile froze.







