I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

So in the past three months, the two food delivery platforms have been at a stalemate almost continuously.

"Thirty-five percent in half a year, and in another half a year, it might be seventy percent. Aunt Lan, isn't that worth celebrating?"

Accounts can actually be calculated like this.

It's like a cup of 50-degree water mixed with another cup of 50-degree water. Well, the water dries up.

No common sense?

Definitely not.

Song Chaoge wasn't being stupid either.

He spoke naturally, and after Lan Peizhi heard it, she didn't laugh.

Recently, just in these past few days, a series of major events have occurred, yet there are no traces on the omniscient internet.

For example.

The Hippo Group, viewed as a wealth myth and the light of the era, was investigated.

Hippo is just a symbol.

Besides, several leading Japanese-funded enterprises are included.

Additionally.

This is just the beginning, and how many people will be swept away in the tidal wave, no one can predict.

These matters are unknown to the ordinary people who rely almost entirely on online news, but Lan Peizhi certainly knows well.

So faced with Song Chaoge's seemingly...idiotic words, she replied: "Then I'll take your auspicious words."

For a company of Hippo's level, it's impossible to be investigated without cause, and it's glaringly clear that this is a strong signal; this business giant ship, which has sailed smoothly all along, seems to have met its own iceberg.

And as an ally, with Hippo facing calamity, Kangaroo certainly cannot keep out of it; if it loses financial support from Hippo, relying solely on itself, it will find it hard to resist the offensive of Great Wall Special Delivery.

So Song Chaoge's seemingly idiotic words weren't random nonsense; such a character has hidden meanings in every word spoken.

"Have you contacted Brother Jiang recently?"

Song Chaoge suddenly asked, his expression natural.

"Looking for him for something?"

Song Chaoge smiled, "Went to Apang Palace a few times, couldn't find a drinking buddy, kind of miss him."

Lan Peizhi smiled faintly, "He's in Dongying, if you miss him, you can go find him."

Song Chaoge was slightly stunned, clearly surprised by her response,

If Boss Jiang were here, he'd probably complain; he doesn't have the leisure to entertain guests, isn't this coming up with mischief?

Song Chaoge seemed to understand this, after a pause, he shook his head and smiled: "I'd love to, but I'm worried that if I go recklessly, Brother Jiang wouldn't welcome me."

"Should I give him a call?"

Lan Peizhi asked in an inquiring tone.

"Forget it."

Song Chaoge said with a smile: "No need to hurry for a drink, there'll be plenty of chances later; when Brother Jiang returns from Dongying, I'll throw him a party."

"That may take a while."

"How long do you think it will be, Aunt Lan?" Song Chaoge asked back.

Lan Peizhi shook her head, not speaking.

"I don't think it will take long."

Song Chaoge answered his own question, "So far, Brother Jiang hasn't failed before, I believe in him."

What does it mean to be reserved and deep?

It means never showing emotions on the face.

Lan Peizhi looked at the man who had once harbored murderous thoughts and after a while, said expressionlessly: "You don't wish for him to fail?"

Song Chaoge was silent, as if he had gone through a moment of weighing, "Not hiding from Aunt Lan, I do want to see him fail, but not this time."

"Oh really."

The two words were very light in tone, yet they made Song Chaoge's eyes subtly focused, he looked at that face with an enduring charm, no longer smiling, calmly and quietly said: "Aunt Lan, we have the same blood running through us."

Lan Peizhi remained silent.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

A knocking sound echoed.

The secretary came over.

"President Lan, do you want to postpone the nine o'clock meeting?"

"No need."

Song Chaoge spoke, then stood up, "Aunt Lan, I won't disturb you at work anymore."

Lan Peizhi nodded.

Song Chaoge turned and left.

After he left, Lan Peizhi did not prepare for the upcoming meeting. After sitting alone for a moment, she still took out her phone, not dialing someone else, but dialing her junior sister.

"Senior sister."

Dongying.

Peninsula Hotel.

Tanki Liuli expertly placed the smartphone by her ear.

Upon hearing her address, Jiang Chen, who was lost in thought by the window, glanced back, but did not eavesdrop on the conversation between the senior and junior sister.

They were in Cao Jinse's room, Mao Tu had been completely calmed, obediently staying at the hotel under Tanki Liuli's accompaniment, not causing any trouble. Moreover, upon hearing Tanki Liuli make the call, he considerately lowered the television volume.

"Your senior sister is looking for you."

Jiang Chen turned back, took the phone from Tanki Liuli's hand.

Why not just call him directly? Why take this extra step?

That's true.

As a senior sister, I should care about my junior sister, right?

"Song Chaoge just came by."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen paused, "He came to the Great Wall?"

"Yes."

"For what?"

Jiang Chen was curious.

"Hippo's been investigated." Lan Peizhi answered evasively.

Jiang Chen's eyes shifted slightly, gazing at the sky over Dongying, "When did this happen?"

"Two days ago, starting with Hippo, a batch of Japanese-funded enterprises were consecutively investigated."

Regarding such sensational news, Jiang Chen remained unmoved, as if there was no surprise or wonder.

Ever since receiving that call from Cao Xiugo, he had a premonition about certain things.

Although he had only met a few times, he never considered the other party as just an ordinary teacher at Kyoto University.

After all, he was Cao Jinse's brother.

A figure whom Yuan Family's Tiger Girl respectfully calls Prince Brother!

"He seems to have suffered an unforeseen disaster."

Jiang Chen chuckled softly.

Indeed, Shenzhou is a nation of etiquette, but that doesn't mean it will endure everything.

Jiuding Group has been treated so poorly by Dongying, it's only natural for Shenzhou to take action.

Reciprocity is polite.

Jiang Chen had long been aware that there were traces of Dongying behind Hippo's shareholders, and he also knew that Song Chaoge was among them,

For Shenzhou's countermeasures, preparations must have been made from the moment Dongying decided to arrest Cao Jinse, though it was tough for those collaborating with them.

"Hippo will probably undergo major reforms next, hopefully, Young Master Song's interests won't be too affected."

Jiang Chen wished the other well.

"He's coming to Dongying."

"He's coming to Dongying?"

Jiang Chen was stunned, then immediately asked, "What's he coming to Dongying for?"

"What do you think he's coming for?"

Jiang Chen realized, "But even if he comes, it wouldn't do much."

True.

What's his relationship with Cao Jinse?

Practically comparable to his with Fang Qing, coming to Dongying is only natural.

"Isn't his presence in Dongying enough?"

Jiang Chen was speechless, then smiled.

Indeed.

If Song Chaoge really comes to Dongying, he wouldn't need to play a significant role; just this act is moving enough.

Of course.

Just like the leaders posing for photos during Arbor Day.

It might fool the average person, but for those with insight, it's overly pretentious, or in other words, cunning.

"Doing this is not worth the cost."

Jiang Chen understood his sentiments for Cao Jinse, but if it were him, he certainly wouldn't use such low-level or foolish methods.

He might as well stay back home and "quietly" do something, so that when Cao Jinse discovers it inadvertently later, it would be much more effective.

"I need to call him and persuade him."

Boss Jiang mumbled to himself, truly the epitome of kindness.

"When are you planning to begin?"

"What?"

Jiang Chen didn't catch on.

"Many people are waiting for your signal."

Jiang Chen frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Aren't you planning to invest heavily in the Dongying stock market? How can you do it alone?"

"How did you know?"

"All of Shenzhou knows." Lan Peizhi said casually, astonishing with her words.

Jiang Chen's pupils contracted.

Then, a limping figure instantly flashed in his mind!

"Do what you want to do."

Only at this moment did he seem to truly understand the weight of this sentence.

"Teacher Cao, after all..."

Jiang Chen hesitated.

"60% of the wealthy families in Shenzhou are members of the Kyoto Club. And the chairman of the Kyoto Club, surnamed Cao, should be the Teacher Cao you're referring to."

"..."

Jiang Chen fell completely silent.