I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2200 - 1405: No Rush, Stay a While Longer (First Update)

Chapter 2200: Chapter 1405: No Rush, Stay a While Longer (First Update)

A world-class scientist once said.

When humanity finally, after great effort, reaches the end of technology, they will find theology has already been waiting there for a long time.

Things like feng shui and fortune, just like the existence of neutrinos in the world, are real if you believe in them and nonexistent if you don’t.

However.

If you look closely, you’ll find that the more successful people are, the more they believe in these things.

As an indisputable success, Zhong Tingwang naturally was no exception, and felt an instant rapport with the other, a sense of regret for not having met sooner.

As for whether Boss Jiang felt the same, it was unimportant. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The same point remains.

Your own feelings are the most important, regardless of what others think.

"Five or six years ago, Brother Guang Rong went to Xiang Country to visit the White Dragon King. I was there at the time, and the White Dragon King warned Brother to be cautious in the coming years, as he might face a major life crisis. It turned out to be true."

"Did Mr. Zhong ask the White Dragon King to predict his future?"

Zhong Xiaoye shook his head with a smile, candidly expressing, "At that time, I didn’t have the privilege. Just being able to meet the White Dragon King with Brother Guang Rong was an honor. Later, when I wanted to visit him myself, unfortunately, the esteemed was already gone."

Zhong Xiaoye continued to make conversation, "Mr. Jiang, have you ever had your fortune told?"

Out of bounds.

Did he really have the right to ask that?

Fortunately, Boss Jiang was very agreeable, only smiling without responding further.

He had never visited the White Dragon King, but he had met a local immortal; his aura and appearance were perfectly ethereal, though he said nothing at all.

"Ring, ring..."

A ringing phone cut through the air.

It was Zhong Xiaoye’s phone.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call."

Zhong Xiaoye finally got up, answering the call as he casually walked a few steps away.

"Did I arrive too early?"

Jiang Chen asked.

He Yihui gazed at him, "If you had been a minute later, he would have been gone."

The two exchanged a knowing smile.

Though they had not seen each other in a long time, there was no awkwardness, just the familiar feeling of knowing each other well.

Glancing at Zhong Tingwang on the phone, Jiang Chen neutrally and factually stated, "Sometimes you have to be ruthless towards men; don’t care too much about so-called dignity, especially the thick-skinned ones."

"Are you saying I should have the bodyguards throw him out?"

Jiang Chen shrugged slightly.

"As much as I’d like to do that, I’m afraid it would deepen the rift with my second sister."

He Yihui revealed a faint, helpless smile, feeling that when she had no desires, she seemed to be the most favored in the family, with her siblings showing her smiles, but now everything had changed. Though still family, a layer of invisible distance had emerged.

"You shouldn’t be afraid to compete. In a large family, only by having competitiveness can it become more vibrant. If all the responsibility falls on your second sister, she would surely feel very tired. Now that you’re helping to share the load, she might actually appreciate it."

"I don’t believe so."

The reunion was hard-won, yet still unable to seize the brief time to show tenderness.

But that’s just her.

That’s the youngest daughter of the Gambling King.

From the first day Jiang Chen met her, he understood her character.

"I’ve met your sister. My judgment naturally has its confidence. You needn’t carry any burden; no matter who is more successful, it’s all beneficial for the He Family."

He Yihui remained silent, then looked at Zhong Tingwang on the phone, "Then I’ll really throw him out."

This is your room.

Why ask for the guest’s opinion on whether to throw him out?

She’s still gentle.

Jiang Chen chuckled slightly, "At least wait until he finishes his call." Then, Boss Jiang curiously asked, "What did he do to offend you, making you so mad?"

Reunions are rare, each moment should be treasured, but was it not criminal to waste them in vain?

In fact, Miss He’s eyes even flashed a hint of chilling killing intent, though this man she harbored feelings for wouldn’t notice.

She was indeed straightforward and genuine.

But as a woman, she certainly wanted her beloved to see her perfect side.

Just as the pair who hadn’t seen each other in a long time finally had a chance to speak privately, at a certain distance away Zhong Xiaoye, serving as a colossal third wheel, involuntarily lowered his voice.

"Useless!"

Who knows what news he heard, but the previously eloquent and cheerful man was now clouded with anger, though he turned his back to the sofa direction.

"Brother, it really wasn’t our fault; that woman is truly crazy, she even uses a gun!"

It was the voice of Little Brother Xiao.

Somewhat drenched in cold sweat.

In comparison, getting hit once was considered lucky.

"Those are just excuses! A bunch of grown men, unable to handle a single woman!"

Indeed.

As a big brother, the result is all that matters.

Especially as the big brother of the big brother.

Zhong Xiaoye’s eyes were filled with malicious intent, his cheerful mood instantly vanished.

Originally, he thought his men would surely succeed in avenging him so he planned to leave town tomorrow to avoid risks, but little did he know the retaliation failed, and instead, he got slapped again.

He practically became a laughing stock!

"Brother, my men have already tried their best, more than half have been hit with bullets, Brother, this woman isn’t normal, I feel she’s capable of doing anything—"

Clearly noticeable.

Little Brother Xiao seemed scared.

He’s definitely among the toughest of the tough, but even the toughest people have their fears.

"That woman is a lunatic, a freak!"

"Shut up!"

Zhong Xiaoye’s expression turned sinister and fierce, should he really change tomorrow’s flight? That would indeed be mere clowning!

His pupils aggressively fluctuating, Zhong Xiaoye’s eyes showed a vicious gleam.

"Go! Tell your men to report to the police!"

"Brother?"

Little Brother Xiao was stunned.

"Can’t you hear me?!"

"Yes!"

Little Brother Xiao, visibly frightened and compliant, "I’ll attend to it right away."

Zhong Xiaoye hung up the phone, standing still momentarily, then turned back around with a genial smile as if nothing had happened, betraying no flaw.

"Mr. Jiang, what were we talking about just now?"

Have to admit.

Sturdy composure indeed.

This is real dignity.

Can’t just take off in the middle of the night, right?

Even if leaving, it has to wait for tomorrow’s flight.

Just as he settled back in, and perhaps Miss He had already decided to let him maintain his dignity, another round of phone ringing started.

This time it was Boss Jiang’s phone.

"I apologize."

On the surface calm, the internally nervous Zhong Tingwang, who had just instructed his men to employ risky maneuvers, finally began to consider whether to make an exit.

At this time, Boss Jiang also took the call.

"Jiang, Hu Die has caused trouble."

Indeed, Little Brother Xiao’s efficiency was quite quick.

Or rather.

The pace of this city was swift.

Boss Jiang suggested at least waiting for him to finish his call, and Zhong Tingwang, equally understanding basic propriety, seeing Jiang Chen return from his call, decided to take his leave.

"Miss He, Mr. Jiang, it’s getting late, I have an early flight, so I’ll head back to rest."

Now thinking of rest, are you?

He Yihui nodded, without a hint of pleasantries, and just as they finally could enter their private world, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke up.

"No rush, stay a while."

The two simultaneously looked over.

Zhong Xiaoye’s eyes flickered.