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Jiang Chen awkwardly replied, "Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime."

Cao Jinse turned her head, "Having trouble?"

Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile.

The chemical plant explosion seemed like it never happened. Perhaps the uproar over the nuclear leak was so fierce that it overshadowed all other news, with not a word reported.

And that's that.

Crucially, in these past few days, Jiang Chen and Tanki Liuli had been staying in a hotel without disturbance from anyone.

Where's the efficiency that finds you at the speed of light even when you relieve yourself anywhere?

Even if all the bodies spiraled into the sky in the explosion, completing their final rites and were obliterated.

But what about the violent organization behind them?

The police aren't investigating.

Could it be that the powerful underworld organizations aren't pursuing it either?

It's as illogical as the extraordinary coincidence of the explosion.

But in this world of magical realism, absurd and irrational things happen often, not worth being too surprised about.

"What about your matter? Any results?"

Jiang Chen picked up some soda water and took a sip.

"Aren't we waiting for your news."

"Fujiwara Reiki communicated with the Imperial Family, with Prince Wataru Tetsuya agreeing to help, but we're unsure of his influence in the Imperial Family."

"Wataru Tetsuya's status in the Japanese Imperial Family is average; affecting their decisions is nearly impossible. But if he becomes the Emperor's successor, it would be different."

"Could he potentially succeed as Emperor?" Jiang Chen asked.

"The probability is low. Several of his elders are ahead of him, and his personal ability isn't outstanding, unlike his youngest sister Princess Mei Yi, whose popularity could increase his chances by twofold."

"So essentially, he has no chance. But not every member of the Imperial Family wants to be Emperor." Jiang Chen chuckled, "The Emperor isn't exactly an Emperor either."

"Even if the Emperor isn't an Emperor, it's a unique honor. If it were you, could you restrain yourself?"

"I've always thought that going back in time as a carefree prince is more comfortable than being an emperor."

Jiang Chen appeared carefree.

"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good soldier. Not everyone is as unambitious as you. But when the time comes, it doesn't mean you'll feel the same."

Jiang Chen offered no rebuttal.

It's easy to talk the talk.

Mountains of gold and silver can corrupt; how many can stay calm before supreme power?

"Since Wataru Tetsuya agreed to help Fujiwara Reiki, it proves he's ambitious." Cao Jinse said calmly, "The implications of the Yingdong Electric Power and the nuclear leak incident are vast; many forces involved aren't something a nominal prince can afford to offend. The best approach is to keep a low profile and do nothing to avoid mistakes."

"But doing nothing would likely leave him as just a carefree prince," Jiang Chen sighed.

"So, if you have ambition, the nuclear leak incident presents a great opportunity to showcase yourself. There are risks, but everything involves risk, and it looks like Prince Wataru Tetsuya understands this."

After a pause, Cao Jinse's lips curled slightly, "Besides, since Fujiwara Reiki asked for his help, it's a favor he can do without effort."

"I thought it was because of Fujiwara Reiki's appeal."

"Her allure isn't small," CEO Cao said calmly, "She's beautiful and the Fujiwara Consortium's daughter. If Wataru Tetsuya could win her over, a bright future awaits."

Jiang Chen chuckled.

A bright "future awaits."

"You mean Wataru Tetsuya wants to pull Fujiwara Reiki into his camp?"

"Mutual benefits."

Cao Jinse replied succinctly.

The logic Cao Jinse mentioned isn't profound, easily understood. From ancient times to now, East to West, it continues to play out relentlessly.

No matter how bewitching Fujiwara Reiki is, she's just a woman, and one from a lesser-status island nation.

Meanwhile, Wataru Tetsuya is a frustrated Imperial Family member.

In such a situation, cooperation for mutual benefit is the best future.

"If they can join forces, they both stand to gain. Both Fujiwara Reiki and Wataru Tetsuya could have larger stages, but I think Fujiwara Reiki might not be willing."

Jiang Chen commented.

"Why do you think she wouldn't be willing?"

In this level of cooperation, deep binding is crucial; who would trust mere words?

What's the best way for a man and a woman to bind deeply?

It's simple enough—marriage.

There's no decent reason for the Fujiwara Family and the Imperial Family to refuse either.

Facing CEO Cao's inquiry, Jiang Chen's eyes showed contemplation. After just a few seconds, he gave a reason that left Cao Jinse's mind blank.

"Because that Prince Wataru Tetsuya is too ugly."

"..."

Too ugly?

"I've met him; he's not even tall, probably shorter than Fujiwara Reiki. As a woman, would you be satisfied?"

Jiang Chen turned the topic back at him.

Is this a careless comment or a deliberate probe of her standards?

Cao Jinse hesitated, then immediately said, "What's it to me."

"So I think Fujiwara Reiki probably won't be willing."

Jiang Chen reasserted his opinion.

"Not everyone is that hung up on appearances. Great achievers don't fuss over minor details, and Fujiwara Reiki is one to accomplish great things."

Jiang Chen smiled at this comment.

It seems CEO Cao holds her in high regard, initially finding her a formidable rival as well, but his view has shifted a bit now.

"Geniuses and madmen are often two sides of the same coin. You can't look at her through normal eyes, lest you see only illusions."

"Have you been with Taoist Duanmu so long you've forgotten how to speak properly?"

Cao Jinse said casually.

Jiang Chen laughed wryly, "Let's not go on about other people's gossip. Have you tallied your assets?"

Cao Jinse was silent.

"Everything needs a backup plan; talking with Ms. Cynthia is only harmful."

"Thirty percent."

Cao Jinse spoke.

"What?"

Jiang Chen was puzzled.

"She's asking for thirty percent."

Jiang Chen frowned at the news, then asked seriously, "All of Jiuding's assets in Dongying?"

Cao Jinse nodded, mimicking his phrase, "All packed together."

"That's ruthless." Jiang Chen exclaimed in disbelief, shocked by the boldness.

30%.

This isn't just cutting deep—what's the difference from robbery?

"Does she think this is junk collecting?"

Even as a bystander, Jiang Chen felt indignant.

Isn't this bullying?

The Jiuding Group probably never faced such an insult.

"We approached her, so the leverage was naturally in her hands."

Cao Jinse was remarkably calm, showcasing her phenomenal business acumen. Business is business, detached from personal emotions.

In other words,

All business is done to make money.

Being taken advantage of is justified; there's no point in complaining. Can you only hope for a charitable gesture?

"She's testing your limits with a high starting bid."

"Our bottom line is sixty-five percent."

65%.

30%.

The discrepancy is significant.

"What was the final offer?"

"Settled at 45%, she wouldn't budge any further."

A result, yet still shy of the bottom line.

"Slow negotiations, it might need multiple attempts. Business isn't concluded in a single meeting."

Jiang Chen encouraged.

For such a significant deal, patience is essential.

"You said they planned long ago, well-prepared. It won't be easy."

Cao Jinse's tone showed a hint of fatigue.

"You might need a negotiation expert."

Jiang Chen responded on instinct.

"Negotiation expert?"

Cao Jinse turned around, smiling, "Who? You?"

Without being overly modest, Comrade Jiang Chen smiled serenely, "That would be me."