I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2174 - 1391: Diary of a Madman

"Time to go, there’s a camera over there."

Just less than twenty meters ahead, a silently swiveling camera was aimed in this direction.

Illegal parking in Kyoto is subject to severe penalties.

Jiang Chen restarted the Red Flag Guoya.

The car was an absolutely closed and private space, so men and women enjoyed doing things they love inside.

The same went for two men.

Compared to the celebration with drinks at the Apang Palace, what just happened should be considered a true heart-to-heart talk.

"I’ll accept your favor, Jiang. I’ll take Moon City."

Song Chaoge’s tone was calm, without a ripple, as if he had not just obtained an online gambling empire with a turnover of trillions annually, but a dispensable toy model.

This is indeed the unity of knowledge and action.

According to his earlier statements.

He did many things not for wealth, or rather, not entirely for wealth.

"Will Young Master Song exit the inland market?"

The agreement was reached, but now Jiang Chen had a new concern. Previously, he wouldn’t have asked, but now, he was unsure.

"Of course."

Song Chaoge answered straightforwardly, "Otherwise, what’s the point of Jiang giving me a favor?"

It seemed he understood Jiang Chen’s thoughts very clearly.

"Doesn’t Young Master Song plan to continue the ’survival of the fittest’ principle?"

Jiang Chen’s summary was also precise.

"Gambling is different."

Song Chaoge was concise, then elaborated: "Draining the wealth of the poor does more harm than good. Ninety-nine percent of the world’s wealth is in the hands of one percent of the people. Killing a hundred lean monkeys doesn’t compare to slaughtering one fat pig. Ordinary people toil their whole lives for a property title, while some people have property titles weighing in hundreds of pounds."

As a competitor, or a competitor for a period of time, Jiang Chen suddenly realized he had never truly understood the other party.

This man from a prestigious family seemed like a huge contradiction, as if two poles of a magnet were forcibly made one.

Divided in action, yet consistent.

"In the future, I’ll rely on Jiang’s care for Moon City."

Song Chaoge shifted the topic; indeed, today’s words were enough, just didn’t know what the arrogant creator of Moon City, the Nine-headed Bird, would think if he heard it.

His painstakingly built empire was regarded as someone else’s possession just like that.

"It goes without saying."

Jiang Chen responded simply.

Nowadays, his power map was indeed unfathomable.

Song Chaoge smiled, "Then let’s join forces to dig into foreigners’ pockets."

The cooperation was settled in a few words, while the real owner’s opinion of Moon City was thoroughly ignored.

As it should be.

Whether it’s today’s self-proclaimed Haojiang hall king, or a former subordinate under Yu Guangrong, to the two people in the car, there’s no difference.

"I also have a small favor, not sure if Young Master Song..."

Before Jiang Chen finished, Song Chaoge quickly cut in, looking eager, "Feel free to say, Jiang. I don’t like owing favors."

Jiang Chen then spoke frankly.

"I’d like to ask Young Master Song for someone."

Song Chaoge remained expressionless, "Who?"

"Hu Die."

The car fell silent, then laughter broke out.

"Jiang, this request of yours does surprise me. Isn’t Hu Die Fang Jun’s person?"

"Is she?" Jiang Chen asked succinctly.

Song Chaoge smiled and returned to calm, "Why didn’t Fang Jun come to me himself?"

"Perhaps he couldn’t face Young Master Song."

"Jiang, you’re being allusive again. It should be I who can’t face him."

Finished speaking, Song Chaoge paused for a while, then said, "People are not objects; my agreement is pointless, it depends on her own opinion."

Indeed.

Compared to Fang Jun, Song Chaoge was more suited to the role of a hero.

For the belief and ideal in his mind, regardless of right or wrong, he would go unwaveringly, immune to any hindrance.

"Thank you, Young Master Song."

Jiang Chen expressed his gratitude.

But, had he agreed?

"Stop here, I’ll get off here."

Jiang Chen parked again within the second ring.

"See you."

Song Chaoge closed the car door and walked ahead alone, gradually blending into the street scene and crowd.

Jiang Chen drove on, unable to help replaying the earlier conversation in his mind. It’s dangerous to drive while distracted, but luckily nothing happened. When the Red Flag Guoya stopped again, Jiang Chen looked out the window.

The ancient plaque read Cao Residence.

Driven by a strange impulse to the Cao Family’s gate.

Sitting in the car for a while, Jiang Chen, recognizing that since he was here, might as well take advantage, decided to get out.

The door was slightly ajar.

Jiang Chen didn’t choose to knock. Instead, he pushed it open and walked in.

He had been to the Cao Residence more than once, quite familiar, at least he knew the way.

Although it was summer, the Cao Residence was cooler, the temperature at least a few degrees lower than outside. Passing through the front yard, Jiang Chen found Cao Xiugo sitting under the century-old locust tree, reading a book.

These days, it’s rare to find someone who can immerse themselves in reading, especially in such weather.

Calm brings natural coolness, doesn’t it?

This is what truly makes a teacher.

"Teacher Cao."

The sudden visitor broke the tranquility of the yard. Cao Xiugo turned his head, and upon seeing Jiang Chen approaching, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, then he smiled, "Here to see Jin Se? She’s not off work yet."

"No, I’m here to see Teacher Cao."

Cao Xiugo was slightly taken aback. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

It’s Saturday, university teachers would certainly have a break, but for a strong woman like Cao Jinse, it might not be the case.

The afternoon sunlight slanted across the blue bricks, leaving shadows. Cao Xiugo put away the book in his hand, Lu Xun’s "Diary of a Madman".