I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

If once doesn't work, then try twice, if twice doesn't work, try thrice.

It's not just about educating others, Boss Jiang does the same himself.

A single rejection doesn't bother him; picking an auspicious day, Boss Jiang returns with renewed vigor, visiting once more,

on the weekend.

It should be less busy then.

It's still the same big brother at the door, still the same reception room, but this time the wait wasn't long.

About fifteen minutes later, there was movement.

Jiang Chen, calm and composed, looked up.

It wasn't Mr. Fujiwara; after all, once might be a coincidence, but twice? Those happen rarely.

Dreamlike azure eyes.

Smooth satin-like long hair.

Moreover, with the sun behind her on the ladder, he didn't get a good look before. This time Jiang Chen noticed that her hair was unexpectedly even more fantastical silvery than the color of her pupils, like a figure stepping out of mythology.

Cynthia.

Seems the three visits to the cottage tradition won't work here.

No pomp, Jiang Chen stood up and spoke politely and gentlemanly, "Hello, Miss Cynthia, I am Jiang Chen."

Fluent English, understated attire, comfortable charisma—admittedly, Boss Jiang post-success is more likable.

Even though he received a closed-door encounter before, this almost mythical woman was not arrogant, nodding subtly.

"Please sit."

The voice was equally pleasant.

On par with Pei Yunxi.

Damn biased heavens.

"Miss Cynthia's time is valuable, so I'll get straight to the point. Miss Cynthia is surely aware that I'm entrusted by Miss Cao to discuss Yingdong Electric Power matters."

The opposite party truly was a stunning beauty, yet Boss Jiang focused on the topic without wandering thoughts.

"You can fully represent Miss Cao."

Faced with this implicit question, Jiang Chen nodded without hesitation, unabashedly gazing into eyes that seemed both ocean and sky. Despite being thoroughly prepared mentally beforehand, when face to face, momentarily lost focus.

The most enchanting eyes he had seen before were undoubtedly Fujiwara Reiki's, but this one eclipses her.

Fujiwara Reiki's seemed to absorb one's soul, tempting and corrupting, but before this pair, you'd feel suddenly quite small, involuntarily worshipping.

"Of course. Miss Cynthia can rest assured on this point; without Miss Cao's assurance, I wouldn't be bothering you, especially not for the second time."

Luckily, Jiang Chen is quite the remarkable man, not losing ground instantly.

Goddesses.

He's seen numerous ones.

Initially, Ai Qian was a goddess to him. Later, when he turned his attention to pursuing Li Shuru, it resulted in ridicule throughout the entire school.

Boss Jiang's attempt at humor didn't land; Cynthia neither laughed nor explained her prior brusqueness, only quietly watched Jiang Chen, saying nothing.

What?

Never seen such a handsome East Asian guy?

Ordinary people would likely falter under such intense scrutiny from a high-caliber opposite sex, but Boss Jiang wasn't ordinary, calmly and slowly continued, "The public relations of Yingdong Electric Power had some impact, but the effect was limited. Conversely, the conflict between protesters and changers began to escalate, leading to violent clashes in multiple places. Miss Cynthia, this situation is detrimental both to you and Jiuding Group. It's time to take effective remedial measures."

"Jiuding Group isn't planning to withdraw from Dongying."

Indeed.

Was he off-topic?

Cao Jinse sent him to haggle, not to ponder rescue strategies.

Completely leaving Dongying, dealing with nuclear wastewater—is there still a need to intervene?

Faced with the reminder, the self-appointed Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, "If Miss Cynthia is willing to partner with Jiuding in managing the nuclear wastewater problem, Jiuding can remain."

"..."

Rather amusing.

Their aim was clear.

Whether Jiuding stays or Jiuding is forced to relinquish the Dongying market, bottoming out Jiuding's Dongying assets—it's obvious which is more lucrative.

Truly the negotiation expert.

Jiang Chen wasn't boasting; when Cao Jinse led Jiuding's skilled negotiators, they presumably didn't leave the other side speechless.

"Nuclear wastewater ocean disposal affects humanity's future. As long as Miss Cynthia is determined, Jiuding Group is willing to stand firmly with you, whatever the cost."

Jiang Chen apparently unaware of his detour, sprinting without acknowledging the umpire's cue.

"Miss Cao's resolve, seems shaky,"

Casually.

Look at that.

This is art.

Feels like saying nothing, yet conveying the meaning clearly.

"Of course, if Miss Cynthia sincerely wishes to aid Jiuding in extricating from this predicament, Jiuding can only express gratitude. In appreciation, Jiuding's share in Yingdong Electric Power can be transferred to Miss Cynthia at fifty percent pricing, with other assets transacted at market value."

Jiang Chen stated calmly, appearing to finally recall his true mission, although his memory seemed faulty.

Cao Jinse passed on a negotiation price of 45%, packing all assets together, but he scratched it completely, making a new offer as if the opposite party was getting a bargain.

Fortunately, Cynthia's broad-mindedness prevailed, listening to his "nonsense" without anger.

"Miss Cynthia?"

"Jiuding doesn't need to force itself to not exit."

Once spoken, she stood up directly.

Truly firm.

Ignoring negotiations altogether?

Can't blame her.

Demolishing the previous negotiation base, tossing a script as you please—who would want to engage? To what end?

It's certain and sure.

Jiang Chen messed things up, potentially with no retreat.

This isn't like buying vegetables at the market; if you regret, you could turn back. With her status, if feeling mocked, the previously offered terms might not be acknowledged.

Consequences are dire.

Yet Jiang Chen was slow to respond, not even attempting to persuade, sitting comfortably as if unaffected.

Unknowns may think he's the principal party.

If assuming the other's maneuver as negotiation tactics, misjudgment occurred.

Until departing, Cynthia didn't pause.

Nor did Jiang Chen look up.

The first impression's significance is renowned, yet this impression garnered at least 90% negative impact.