I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2117 - 1360: In-Depth Discussion (2)

But Fang Qing was evidently destined not to guess the origin of this jade token.

"One hundred million."

Seeing that Qing Mei really wanted to ask, Jiang Chen didn’t hesitate and was utterly honest.

Fortunately, it was Fang Qing. If it were another girl, her hands might have trembled by now, potentially resulting in another accident like the "Medusa’s Eye."

Even though Fang Qing didn’t care about the external value of things, hearing the number one hundred million made her involuntarily space out for a moment.

Being around this guy seemed to place her in another dimension, detached from the normal world, with extravagant prices, often in units of "hundreds of millions."

"One hundred million?"

She confirmed, then couldn’t help but play with it again.

She knew the jade token wasn’t ordinary, but wasn’t one hundred million a bit too exaggerated?

"Yeah, one hundred million, and there’s an invoice. Do you want to see it?"

"..."

Jiang Chen smiled, looking at the jade token in her hand, "Of course, its true value definitely doesn’t reach that high. This price was bid at an auction. Some things might not be worth much, but those who love them are willing to raise their value."

These words.

Contained some philosophical inquiry within them.

"If you don’t want it, give it back to me. I’ll gift it to someone else."

Boss Jiang indeed was a remarkable figure, perfectly fine with retrieving a gift he had given.

However, when it comes to gifting, it truly can’t be forced.

"Who are you planning to give it to, Wu Yufei?"

Jiang Chen almost choked, caught between laughter and tears before retorting, "What nonsense, we’re just classmates. Do you think it’s appropriate? How could he possibly accept it?"

"Who gave it to you?"

Fang Qing asked again.

Having known each other for a lifetime, how could Jiang Chen not know what she was thinking, "Don’t worry, it’s not a favor owed to anyone. If you like it, just take it without any burden."

"Answer the question."

It’s not common nowadays to see someone who can speak to Boss Jiang like this.

Perhaps a habit formed in childhood, Jiang Chen shrugged, "You can think of it as coming from Zhong Xiaoye."

Zhong Xiaoye?

Fang Qing’s pupils slightly dilated, wondering if she had misheard.

"Why would he give you something?"

"It’s a long story, but it doesn’t really concern you. You can take it back to give to Aunt Pan. Aunt Pan would probably like it more."

"I’m afraid my mom might have a heart attack."

Jiang Chen smiled gently.

"How could that be? Aunt Pan is in great health, as long as you don’t tell her how much it cost. And it’s just a hundred million. Moon City now handles business of one to two billion daily, didn’t you say that his illegitimate child gets an individual allocation of one hundred million?"

Tsk.

So wealthy.

Items valued at a few million casually getting marked up a hundredfold.

What others want, they seize fearlessly.

Hmm. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Indeed, it’s good to be wealthy.

"Are you sure holding onto this jade token won’t end up with the police at my door?"

Whether it’s due to her strong professional sensitivity or her active sense of humor, Fang Qing always cracks jokes with a perfectly serious face.

This is a talent.

Not something that can be learned.

Jiang Chen was doubled over with laughter, utterly amused.

"Relax, it’s not money laundering. The money used to buy this jade token was all donated to charity, an act of immense merit."

Only then did Fang Qing seem to set her worries aside.

"Not even a thank you?"

Fang Qing pretended not to hear, "I have a train tonight."

"Do you need a ride?"

This was completely redundant.

He clearly didn’t want to give a ride.

But then again, there wasn’t much to deliver.

It takes an hour and a half by high-speed train from River City to Sha City, while driving from the east side to the west side of River City takes even longer.

"Where are you heading next, Haojiang?"

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but chuckle, his face full of smiles, "What would I do in Haojiang?"

Fang Qing remained silent.

"This is a civilized society now. Even if there are problems, they have to be resolved through formal channels. Why would I go to Haojiang now? To shoot Infernal Affairs or Young and Dangerous, and have a street brawl with over ten thousand stacking code agents?"

The level is different.

Methods of handling matters differ as well.

It’s just like in the sci-fi movies of the past.

No matter how imaginative the writers were, they only fantasized about aliens coming with aircraft carriers and laser guns for a showdown with Earth.

But after the emergence of The Three-Body Problem, most of those previous sci-fi movies became a joke.

If humans started a conflict with ants, would they arm themselves to the teeth to compare strength with ants?

"Do you need my help?"

Jiang Chen was momentarily speechless, then felt slightly helpless.

Got it.

Busted again.

He was overheard by the other party again.

Is it because Qing Gege has extraordinary insight, or does he lack vigilance?

It’s not usually like this.

"No need."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Indeed.

When he got the Moon City information, he might have been considering, but after receiving this Jade Token, there was no need to weigh the options.

No matter how impressive the Nine-headed Bird or Ten-headed Bird is, how many movies they have shot, how much investment they have made, or how many social celebrities they have posed with, representing the interests of so many in Haojiang.

Just like Qing Gege said.

Gifts are not casually accepted.

Debts of gratitude need to be repaid.

Like that Twelve Beast Heads’ dog head.

Just as Fang Qing accepted the Jade Token without saying thank you.

Can such a sentiment be compensated with a simple two words spoken?

When the heavens rage, there will be rain.

When people rage, there will be misfortune.

No matter how skilled Sun Wukong is, in the end, after his rampage through Heaven, he’ll only be suppressed under Five Finger Mountain.

The tragedy of Xiao Yu’s roommate is believed to be just the tip of the iceberg; Moon City’s expansion into the mainland is like Sun Wukong’s havoc in the skies, it’s the last glory.

Irreversible disaster is merely a matter of time.

Boss Jiang is not a police officer, nor in the economic crime investigation department, much less a saint; it’s not his concern, and he doesn’t necessarily have to meddle, but who knows someone might not play by the rules, maybe not aiming at the Palace of the Polestar, but rather striking at the Western Heaven.

Even though contact is rare, Jiang Chen remembers Fourth Miss He, the winds and waves of Black Sand Beach also make him nostalgic.

"Someone will handle this matter."

No mention of Fang Qing.

He didn’t plan to handle it himself.

Fang Qing refrained from indulging her curiosity; there are things she asked, knowing the other party would respond, but if it would trouble the other party, she wouldn’t even speak.

Therefore.

A pattern of answering each other’s questions formed between them.

It seems someone is straightforward, without any cunningness, yet in truth, it is a precious tacit understanding between the two.

Jiang Chen indeed did not go to see Fang Qing off when she left.

Growing up, meeting becomes a rarity, while parting turns into the norm.

The sound of the wind flute marks the departure late in the pavilion.

One heads to Xiaoxiang, the other to Qin.

Of course.

There’s no need to be overly sentimental.

Precisely because there is separation in the world, reunions become precious.

Jiang Chen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room, holding the mask Fang Qing gave him when she left.

That’s right.

A mask.

Saying recently there’s a severe flu in River City.

What’s this called?

Light gift, deep affection.

In the midst of bustling traffic, Jiang Chen picked up his phone, dialed a number, and then placed it to his ear.

"Hope I’m not disturbing Young Master Song."

"You’re joking, Brother Jiang, you’d never be a disturbance."

When mentioning the word elite, this young noble of Kyoto should have a name.

Just his attitude towards failure is enough to earn the respect and learning from most people in the world.

No matter how many times he loses, when facing Jiang Chen, he can always maintain graceful demeanor.

"If Young Master Song has time now, I have something I’d like to discuss with you."

"Please go ahead, Brother Jiang."

Song Chaoge once wanted to make his mark in Haojiang, but he fell short, defeated by Jiang Chen; inherently, he is a person who enjoys gambling, with great interest in this industry.

As the saying goes.

Enemies should be reconciled, not keep grudges.

"Have you heard of the world’s largest online gambling platform currently, Young Master Song?"

"What do you mean, Brother Jiang?"

People like Song Chaoge belong to real high rollers in Haojiang before, playing with money that isn’t theirs.

At the same time.

This kind of person should not like the feeling online.

"This platform is called Moon City, created by people from Haojiang, now spreading crazily in the mainland, using a hierarchical agent recruitment model, the number of users is increasing daily, many university students have become victims."

What kind of person is Song Chaoge?

A dialogue like this, just a slight mention, and he can grasp the essence.

"When you have time, Brother Jiang, come to Kyoto for a detailed discussion."