I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2106 - 1355: Us

"Ninety-nine million nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine yuan?"

As a stranger who visited their home before their suicide and also had legal disputes, Boss Jiang inevitably caught the police’s attention.

However, unlike his cousin, Hong Xiaoyu, and a few classmates who were called to the police station for questioning, the law enforcement decided to visit Boss Jiang’s residence.

The visitors were of high rank, including the head of the city bureau and the head of the local branch bureau.

Boss Jiang had always been forthright; moreover, a clear conscience fears no accusation. He explained the details of his visit, including the specific amount the couple wrote on the cheque.

Even someone like the branch head, with vast experience, was utterly surprised.

Indeed, the higher up, the stronger the composure. The head of the city bureau merely raised an eyebrow, "Did you note that down?"

Usually, the recording of testimonies is handled by ordinary officers, but on such occasions, it’s the lower-ranking who do the hard work, leaving the branch bureau chief rather humbled.

The communication was amicable, exemplifying the spirit of police-community unity; the leaders not only visited personally but thoughtfully did not wear their uniforms.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule."

A bit over half an hour, and they mostly understood everything necessary.

Both parties stood up.

Indeed.

As a legal advisor.

Fang Qing was present as well.

"Cooperating with the police in investigations is the duty of every citizen."

Jiang Chen smiled gently, like a spring breeze. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Sorry for any disturbance."

The inquiry concluded on a friendly note, and Jiang Chen reciprocated by escorting the two chiefs to the door.

Fang Qing followed behind.

"Oh, Wu Yufei, President Wu of Star Medical Technology, went with me at that time and left together; I asked her to lead the way."

"President Wu went to make a record this morning and then left,"

The branch chief swiftly replied.

Wu Yufei received different treatment, having to go personally, without house calls.

"If there’s anything else that requires cooperation, feel free to notify."

"We are just following routine procedures. The two deceased can basically be confirmed as suicides."

And that was the extent of it.

Before leaving, the head of the city bureau didn’t forget to smile and nod at Fang Qing.

That’s what being a true official means.

Cordial.

Approachable.

No airs.

Jiang Chen closed the door and walked calmly inside.

Sloppy.

Very sloppy.

But Fang Qing, who witnessed the inquiry from start to finish, didn’t say a word.

Top lawyers understand one principle.

Law does not exist apart from humanity.

Especially outside the courtroom.

It’s not always one plus one equals two.

"Shouldn’t we retrieve that cheque?"

After sitting back down, Fang Qing spoke, proving her worth by meticulous and thorough character.

A billion minus one.

Not a trivial sum.

Enough to surprise the branch chief.

"I’ve already notified the bank; whether it’s retrieved is irrelevant now, as it’s just a piece of scrap paper."

They were childhood friends.

Similar personalities.

He wouldn’t let anyone take advantage.

Besides, there’s an orphan left behind who needs supporting.

But why resort to moral coercion?

Boss Jiang also lost his parents, and none, neither outsiders nor charities, lent him a helping hand, yet he never resented anyone for it.

Having money doesn’t mean one must be generous or meddle.

Whose money comes from the wind?

A billion might astonish high-up officials, but to Jiang Chen, it’s minor compared to his fortune, which wasn’t effortlessly gained but involved extraordinary labor and life-risking challenges.

If...

That young man was unlike his parents, distinguished in academics and character; perhaps humanitarian aid could be offered.

But.

Would an Internet-addicted individual’s presence matter?

Recalling a call from his cousin earlier, Jiang Chen picked up his phone, called back, and placed it on the coffee table, pressing the speaker button.

"Had something going on earlier."

"Bro, you’re still in River City, right."

"Not so fast."

Hong Xiaoyu let out a breath of relief, "That’s good, I’m inviting you to dinner tonight."

"All done?"

Jiang Chen teased.

Hong Xiaoyu felt awkward, "I couldn’t do much; the school has arranged everything, placing my roommate’s parents in a hotel, now it’s just waiting for police updates."

Forgot earlier, mentioning it before the two chiefs could have boosted efficiency somewhat.

"Sure, what’s the location."

"I’ll send you my location later."

"Okay."

"Bro, Sister Fang Qing there?"

Hong Xiaoyu suddenly asked. Asking about Fang Qing wasn’t odd, but his tone seemed off, somewhat guilty, as if he’d done something wrong.

Jiang Chen glanced at Qing Mei beside him and continued speaking to the phone on the coffee table: "I will inform her, and we’ll come over tonight."

But he clearly misunderstood.

"Bro..."

Hong Xiaoyu hesitated, stammering.

Jiang Chen, being an insightful person, detected something amiss, but picking up the phone now would be too overt.

Treating Qing Gege as an outsider?

"Speak up."

Jiang Chen was also curious about the young man’s unspeakable concern.

"Xue Ying will be coming tonight too."

Hong Xiaoyu explained, certainly unaware of the situation here.

Duan Xueying.

The darling of the Jinhai Han City branch company head, Duan Zhongxin.

Once she accompanied Miss Shi to a visit for dinner.

Cultured and courteous.

Charming and wise.

Exemplary of high society women.

While both are heiresses, she and Shi Qianxi are poles apart.