I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2210 - 1411: Votes in Favor

"Apologies for the misunderstanding, Miss Four."

Within the convoy heading to the airport.

The wronged Zhong Tingwang and Miss He Four sat in the same car. Of course, Miss He Four’s style had changed once again today, wearing a light beige linen blazer, high-waisted flowing cropped trousers, nude pointed mid-heel shoes, and crescent moon-shaped earrings. Fashionable, simple, yet with her sculpted, deep-set features, it gave rise to an aura of untouchable nobility.

However, despite her regal air, Miss He Four’s personality was quite amiable.

If she were truly arrogant, Boss Jiang wouldn’t have met her while wandering around the old district of Haojiang.

"It’s fine as long as everything’s okay."

See.

Even when facing Zhong Xiaoye, who was inexplicably taken away at her hotel room door, she maintained a smile, though the curve wasn’t evident, just faint.

"Sigh."

Zhong Tingwang sighed deeply, as if containing countless words.

"The legal system inland has a long way to go."

He commented meaningfully.

He wasted over thirty hours, but as luck would have it, it allowed him to come and go with Miss Four.

Truly, losing something small and reaping something great.

"What was that all about?"

He Yihui naturally picked up the conversation.

All actors, indeed.

Zhong Xiaoye laughed self-mockingly, "They claimed I was involved in a kidnapping case. Isn’t that absurd? In recent years, I’ve been investing continuously inland, contributing my bit to the economic development, but who would’ve thought they’d indiscriminately arrest people without regard."

"Such reckless behavior and abuse of power, aren’t they afraid of losing the people’s faith..."

Spending dozens of hours inside, Zhong Tingwang indeed had a lot of reflections.

"No system is perfect; just as people make mistakes, we have to learn to be tolerant."

Zhong Xiaoye’s lips curled into a sneer, saying nothing.

Really, detachment and indifference.

How did that comedy skit go?

You should keep your distance from those who indiscriminately advise you to be magnanimous, because when lightning strikes, you’ll get caught in it!

"You’re right, Miss Four, so a misunderstanding is just a misunderstanding. I didn’t bother with them. It’s just that this city of Kyoto—I’d best avoid if I can."

After all, whether to come or not is a personal choice.

But perhaps, there won’t be a next time.

He Yihui smiled slightly, saying nothing, and looked out at the scenery passing by outside the window.

The inland scenery is indeed different from Haojiang.

"Miss Four seems to be in a good mood."

Only then did Zhong Tingwang seem to realize this.

Willing to go back with him was one thing, but to be so chatty and cheerful—her attitude towards him was generally fine, but that was for appearances’ sake. He understood this, but today seemed different.

Could it be that she was gloating over his detainment for tens of hours?

"Hmm."

No pretense there.

Zhong Tingwang looked at Miss Four gazing out of the window and brushed his suit pants lightly. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

No harm done.

"By the way, Miss Four, did Mr. Jiang mention when he might go to Haojiang? We still have a bet to settle."

He said it as if jokingly.

He Yihui turned her head, glanced at him, and suddenly, a radiant smile appeared.

"There will be a chance."

In that instant, as experienced as Zhong Xiaoye was with women, he still couldn’t help but feel a bit dazzled. By the time he turned his head back, her gaze had returned to the window.

"Phew."

Zhong Xiaoye sighed softly, involuntarily feeling a tinge of regret.

Indeed.

Regret.

Even though he rose swiftly, there was still a chasm between him and Miss Four.

It’s not about the nobility of blood.

But about alliances.

Unless.

She was willing to have a clandestine, underground relationship with him.

But how could that be...

She is the Gambling King’s daughter after all, and not just any daughter, but the one with the power, unlike the celebrities involved in messy affairs who bear him sons out of wedlock.

But if he could genuinely advance further.

Remove the title of Zhong Tingwang and become the new Gambling King?

Would it then be possible...

In the moving executive car, Zhong Tingwang temporarily set aside the humiliation and grievances endured in this city, lost in thought.

"Hey."

Great Wall Group.

Youmao approached Jiang Chen with a playful wink and nod.

Of course, she wasn’t the only one.

There was also Princess Cao and a few high-ranking executives from Great Wall.

"President Jiang."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly.

Princess Cao stopped directing, handing the documents back to the executives, "Implement as planned."

"Yes."

The executives departed.

"All done?"

With no outsiders around, Cao Jinse asked with a smile.

As for Youmao, she could be considered air.

"Isn’t this what I came to work for?"

Jiang Chen carried on calmly.

Indeed.

Going to work should be what matters.

"Miss He Four has left?"

"..."

Is this considerate, or inconsiderate?

No disturbance the past few days, but why mention it immediately upon meeting?

"She should have left, I suppose."

Boss Jiang was candid, not hiding anything.

He and Miss He Four have past connections—no, that’s not how to put it; they should be called old acquaintances. That’s no secret, almost everyone in Haojiang knows it, let alone Princess Cao.

And he wasn’t lying.

He Yihui indeed hadn’t told him the exact time she’d be leaving Kyoto.

"Should have?"

Cao Jinse smiled, looking at him, "After finally meeting, aren’t you going to see her off?"

"Is there any need?"

Jiang Chen was calm and composed.

Not like they’re young and immature, needing to be overly sentimental and pretentious, plus He Yihui never brought it up either.

"Let’s go to another place."

Cao Jinse stopped the conversation, heading towards her office.

Jiang Chen followed, two steps behind, aligning with Youmao.

Both tacitly exchanged glances, communicating silently with their eyes behind Princess Cao’s back.