I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

"Fujiwara Takuya, what kind of relative is he to you?"

Inside the moving Maybach, Boss Jiang sat in the front passenger seat, head down playing on his phone. He increasingly trusted Tanki Liuli's driving skills. Originally, this message was definitely intended for Fujiwara Reiki, with the same surname, but perhaps by mistake, it was sent to Koda Kaoru instead.

Since the chemical plant explosion that night, the two hadn't been in touch, considering the critical times it was indeed necessary to maintain some distance.

"Who?"

The response from the other side was quick, maybe they were rather free at the moment. Seeing the large question mark on the screen, a sense of confusion and bewilderment washed over.

"Sent to the wrong person."

Jiang Chen replied, realizing the mistake, but seemingly not intending to resend it to the correct target, about to put the phone away.

Then the ringing of a call sounded.

"The police didn't come looking for you, did they?"

Placing the phone to his ear, a concerned voice immediately came through.

"No."

Jiang Chen reciprocated, asking back, "How about you?"

"I've been hiding in the countryside. It's not just the police; I'm also afraid those mobsters will come looking for me."

A very valid reason.

"So what about your job?"

Jiang Chen asked what was quite a comical question.

"Take a leave."

There, Koda Kaoru laughed, even amidst drastic changes, maintaining a remarkably good attitude. In life, one must have such an attitude; no matter how difficult, life always has to go on.

"What's the use of hiding? You can hide for a while but not forever. Can you never go back to Tokyo? The underworld forces in Dongying are so powerful that even hiding in the countryside might not be entirely safe."

Jiang Chen leaned back in the first-class seat, objectively analyzing.

"What else can I do? If they catch me again, I'm definitely done for. I can't always rely on you to save me, right?"

"I have a suggestion for you."

"What suggestion?"

"You could seek help from Prince Wataru Tetsuya. He's a royal family member, and no matter how arrogant the underworld is, they wouldn't dare not give the royal family face."

Upon hearing Boss Jiang's suggestion, silence fell on the other side for a moment.

"Mr. Jiang Chen, is this really your idea?"

For some reason, Koda Kaoru's voice inexplicably became plaintive.

Jiang Chen remained noncommittal, speaking with a detached, observer-like tone, saying, "Prince Wataru Tetsuya should be quite willing to help you."

"Why should I ask him for help?"

Koda Kaoru suddenly grew agitated, "Men are all bastards!"

With that, the phone was hung up.

She probably wasn't cursing Jiang Chen, who had offered her a feasible suggestion, but more likely her unreliable gambler ex-boyfriend instead.

Sure.

He might already have been chopped up by the gang and no longer exist in this world.

Jiang Chen put down the phone, holding it, then dialed a number, and once connected, he initiated the conversation.

"I've got something to ask."

"Yes?"

"Is there a realm with you actors termed 'life is like a play, and a play is like life'?"

"..."

It wasn't intentional aloofness; Jiang Chen's bizarre question rendered the other person speechless.

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't it common for actors like you to experience a state where, after deeply immersing in a role, you can't distinguish between the play and reality?"

Jiang Chen explained and elaborated.

He chose his target very precisely, knowing Pei Yunxi, who set the best world box office record in the history of the East, was absolutely qualified to answer this question.

Supplementary explanation allowed for understanding, though it likely still left one puzzled.

"What you're talking about exists, usually occurring among top actors."

Despite the absurdity of the question, Pei Yunxi not only didn't hang up outright but even offered a serious response.

Top actors?

Undoubtedly deservedly so.

Jiang Chen pondered, then spontaneously asked, "Have you experienced this state?"

"No."

Pei Yunxi answered simply, concisely, acknowledging she was still a distance from being among the industry's top powerhouses.

Humility is a virtue.

"So if you maintain this deep immersion state for a long time..."

Jiang Chen's words were cut off mid-way.

"One should see a psychologist. And the sooner, the better."

"..."

Jiang Chen remained silent.

"Anything else?"

"No more."

Jiang Chen sighed lightly.

The other side fell silent unexpectedly, not hanging up, then a voice pleasant enough to be an auditory delight was heard.

It felt like your ears might get pregnant. It must be that feeling.

"If it's for your friend, I know a good psychologist I can recommend."

Jiang Chen let out a wry smile, "That's not necessary."

Pretending to sleep— no need to wake someone up.

"Thanks, but I'm in Tokyo now, and I've heard the cosmetics here are good. Do you need me to buy some for you?"

He truly was being courteous.

But asking a superstar if they need a shopping proxy?

His intentions were good.

But the method was too dumb.

Luckily, it was Tanki Liuli driving at the side. If it had been Mao Tu, upon hearing his "flirting" like this, he likely would have cursed him as an idiot.

"You're in Tokyo?"

Pei Yunxi, of course, wouldn't curse him, even if he were indeed quite amusing, hearing his location, her tone had a hint of surprise.

"Yeah."

On the other side, there was a moment of silence, then: "The nuclear wastewater problem has been quite troubling lately."

How good Boss Jiang was at reading people, he naturally could discern from such extremely subtle words the deeply hidden care.

Zhang Ailin really wasn't wrong, huh.

Wait a minute.

What was he thinking?

"No worries, I'm only drinking Wahaha here."

Boss Jiang's sense of humor wasn't shabby. Even with an actress as defensively strong as Pei Yunxi, he still managed to make her laugh.

Jiang Chen laughed along, warmly saying, "Relax, I'm working on solving the nuclear wastewater issue."

Damn, he sure can boast!

Pei Yunxi was just about to speak, but stopped herself.

If it had been any other man, it would undeniably be blatant bragging, solving the nuclear waste problem— why not claim to save the world next?

But this man.

Pei Yunxi truly didn't dare to confirm whether what he said was false or true.

"Business is expanding more and more."

"Heh, in The Jianghu, you can't always follow your own inclinations."

Boss Jiang laughed and sighed, then asked, "Really, no need for cosmetics?"

"No one dares to use the cosmetics from Dongying right now."

"That's not entirely accurate, it's just you're afraid to use them."

Boss Jiang said, "I'll do my best to resolve the nuclear waste issue, no need to worry."

Is this considered getting immersed in character?

"When will you come back?"

Upon hearing the inquiry from the other side, Jiang Chen paused, then cleared his throat lightly, "I can't say for sure at the moment."

"I'll book a psychologist appointment."

"..."

Misunderstanding, Boss Jiang's face froze, but then he realized the other party's intention to book him an appointment was actually a form of care, too?

"I'll come find you when I return."

He said.

"Don't come."

She blurted out.

What was she so afraid of?

Scared of nuclear radiation?

When the phone was put down, Comrade Jiang Chen had a smile on his lips, seemingly not at all bothered by the wasted one or two hours.

Tanki Liuli stepped on the brakes, quietly waiting at the traffic light.

"The light is green."

Jiang Chen reminded, then couldn't help but ask, "You weren't eavesdropping on my call, were you?"

What does eavesdropping mean?

People aren't deaf.

Tanki Liuli released the brakes, only softly saying.

"Exciting."