I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2169 - 1388: Asking for Monthly Votes! _2

"I just got a billion in financing from Jiang. I’ll treat you to a meal, no problem at all."

Saying this, Ye Tingxuan walked out, passing by Yuan Run.

Wait a minute.

Wasn’t it borrowing?

How did it become financing?

It’s understandable, though.

Everyone needs a bit of face.

It’s okay to embellish a little.

After he stepped out, sure enough, Yuan Run followed him.

"Are you serious?"

"Why would I lie to you? I’ll call Jiang over right now."

Ye Tingxuan wanted to call someone to prove himself, and also ask if the rooms here couldn’t be locked. However, he was informed that the person wasn’t at Apang Palace, having left early in the morning.

"I don’t want the meal, just give me twenty thousand in cash."

Yuan Run was smart, whether or not to cancel the debt was a matter for later. The key was to first get some benefit.

"A meal for twenty thousand? Are you kidding me?"

"Won’t it include some drinks? Ye Tingxuan, do you even have money? Isn’t twenty thousand trivial compared to a billion?"

Truth be told, in Kyoto, picking a nice restaurant, spending this much isn’t unreasonable.

"And you have to add my emotional distress fee..."

Prince Ye lazily argued, "Fine, twenty thousand it is."

"Give me the money."

Yuan Run extended her hand.

Two big shots, haggling over twenty thousand, really don’t feel embarrassed.

"I don’t have it right now."

"..."

"You’ll have to come with me to Heaven and Earth Bank to get it."

The two faced the sun, their shadows gradually dimming at the entrance of Apang Palace.

"Ye Tingxuan, if you lie to me again this time, I will definitely..."

"Relentless, right? Got it, got it."

Great Wall Group.

"They left. Together."

"Anyone injured?"

"No."

"Hmm."

Jiang Chen put down his phone.

Nothing to do with him, no need to interfere.

If it’s not his problem, why meddle.

Jiang Chen, aware to avoid early, felt no psychological burden.

"No need to worry, Ye Tingxuan knows how to handle things."

Cao Jinse was present.

Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, finally asking, "What’s their relationship?"

"No relationship whatsoever."

Cao Jinse calmly replied.

Jiang Chen shook his head silently, "I think something feels off between them."

"Of course something’s off."

Cao Jinse was indifferent, "North Yuan and South Ye, Yuan Bingshan and Ye Tingxuan are often called twin stars of a generation..."

"Haha."

Jiang Chen couldn’t hold back.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Nothing, continue."

Cao Jinse glanced at him, unwilling to be bothersome, summarizing in one sentence, "Yuan Run is Yuan Bingshan’s younger sister, naturally oil and water don’t mix with Ye Tingxuan."

Jiang Chen still shook his head.

"That’s not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Have you ever thought that, hypothetically, I mean hypothetically," Jiang Chen mused, "if North Yuan and South Ye became in-laws..."

"You mean Yuan Run and Ye Tingxuan?"

Jiang Chen was silent.

"You’re quite imaginative, why don’t you help them get together?"

"I can’t."

"You really dare to think."

Cao Jinse laughed, "Every time they encounter each other, it’s like needle against wheat awn. Consider it giving you face if they don’t demolish Apang Palace. Even if they were the last two people on earth, they wouldn’t come together."

"Are you sure?"

"What are you thinking in your mind."

Ah.

Forget it.

Though Princess Cao is exceptionally intelligent, talented, and beautiful, she’s too naive regarding relationships.

Two people truly at odds wouldn’t even argue.

Unlike those two, who seem more like bickering frenemies than enemies.

This is just his subjective feeling, not forcing others to agree, Jiang Chen changed the subject.

"Ye Tingxuan borrowed a billion from me."

Cao Jinse was unfazed, "Why tell me?"

Jiang Chen looked at her, "Borrowing money requires a witness, right?"

"What does him borrowing from you have to do with me?"

Hmm.

Highly alert and cautious.

Right.

With Princess Cao’s intelligence, she wouldn’t be caught in such an obvious trap.

However clever the guise, being a witness or guarantor is a job best avoided.

If the person defaults, you’ll become responsible.

"Why didn’t he borrow from you?"

Seeing no reaction from the other side, Jiang Chen changed the topic.

"He knows you have money."

Cao Jinse answered bluntly.

Though Great Wall Group can offer loans, they are small amounts targeting ordinary people. For a billion, they really need to go to a bank.

"So you agreed?"

"Could I refuse?"

Jiang Chen countered, then explained, "He said he would sign a contract and pay interest."

"Then why ask me to be a guarantor?"

"Did I ask you to be a guarantor?"

Jiang Chen laughed, "Are you that defensive? It’s a billion, and I’m worried he won’t pay?"

"Why is he borrowing money?" Cao Jinse casually asked.

"He said it’s for a startup. He hasn’t mentioned it to you?"

"What specific project?"

"I don’t know, I didn’t ask."

"You didn’t ask about the project and still lent money?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"If we sign a contract, why ask so much."

Indeed, they have money.

"What if he really defaults?"

Cao Jinse teased, "Sue him, put him on the untrustworthy list? Restrict his high spending?"

"If he doesn’t pay, I’ll have to trouble you to help me collect the debt."

Boss Jiang calmly stated his plan, not just casually agreeing but well-prepared.

"Help you collect the debt? "

Cao Jinse was stunned, then decisively said, "Don’t even think about it, I have no time."

"You’ll be compensated."

"No deal."

"Splitting the principal fifty-fifty."

"I’ll consider it."

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh, shaking his head.

Money-minded Princess Cao was unfazed, calmly saying, "I heard him mention wanting to build an apocalyptic hotel."

"Apocalyptic hotel?"

"Using post-apocalyptic aesthetics as the theme, purchasing unfinished buildings in city centers to create unique, high-end hotels rebirthing from ruins."

Jiang Chen paused, recalling the "war-damage" trend in various sectors.

"It’s quite interesting, a good idea. If executed well, it should succeed."

"You believe in him?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

"That’s just one of his ideas. He also mentioned wanting to start a desert water bank. In Africa, buying up underground water resources, building massive glass pyramids to store fresh water, and selling ’water futures’ to drought-stricken countries."

Desert water bank?

Water futures?

After hearing this, Boss Jiang, who spans through various fields, fell silent.

Prince Ye’s vision is genuinely forward-thinking. Though it sounds far-fetched, it parallels internationally advocated carbon neutrality plans, with little difference.

It’s different from transporting water from Antarctic glaciers.

"He’s truly imaginative."

"That’s called whimsical thinking. Even if it’s doable, it’s not something he can do."

Or rather, it’s not doable by anyone. To materialize, it’s not money needed but overwhelming power.

Boss Jiang surely understands this, yet decisively supports Prince Ye’s idea.

"You can’t say that. When Columbus first sailed from Palos Port, he didn’t expect to truly discover a new continent."

Cao Jinse was silent for a moment.

"No wonder he came to borrow money from you."

"Knock, knock, knock..."

A knock on the door.

"Come in."

"President Jiang, President Cao, Mr. Fang is here."

Jiang Chen furrowed his brow, looking at Cao Jinse.

Cao Jinse instructed the secretary, "Let him in."

The secretary left.

"Fang Jun?"

Jiang Chen asked tentatively.

"The mourning period is about over. He’s about to head to Sichuan and Shu to report. Before leaving, he wants to talk to you."

Speaking of this, Cao Jinse said, "It was you who chose this time to come to Kyoto."

Indeed.

Regarding the death of Fang’s elder, Princess Cao hadn’t even informed him.

However, Boss Jiang naturally feels no pressure. Just a meeting, having previously sent that person to prison, let alone now.

The other side was confined behind iron bars, going against the current, while he was riding the waves, traveling a thousand miles in a day.

Jiang Chen looked toward the office door.

A figure had already walked in.