I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2072 - 1338: Performance (Part 2)

"Oppa, your recent successes are truly impressive—I completely forgot to offer my congratulations."

"Haha, had you remained in Korea, you’d surely surpass me by now. Still, you’re doing quite well yourself, stepping into TV roles; it’s something I envy, a chance I likely won’t get in my life."

In Korea, actors hold a far superior position compared to idols; the two aren’t even in the same league, with actors enjoying much higher prestige.

Unfazed by the praise, Jin Zhuxuan simply inquired: "Does Oppa enjoy drinking these days?"

"I sip a little when exhaustion hits hard—it aids in getting some rest."

Liu Junxiang responded with a booming chuckle.

"Oppa has changed from the old days; back then, you avoided alcohol entirely."

"Haha, Zhuxuan, what Korean man abstains from drink? Even my uncle’s tolerance back in his younger years was downright scary."

Jin Zhuxuan let the topic drop, offering a gentle warning along with some advice: "Oppa, booze isn’t great for your body—try to cut back if possible."

"No need to fret; focus on looking after yourself instead."

"I’ll get back to Oppa once I check with the company."

"OK."

The conversation wrapped up.

Liu Junxiang set the phone aside, his bright grin lingering on his features.

Yesterday everything seemed normal, yet today came this sudden worry over his drinking habits.

"Xuejing, are you badmouthing me behind my back?"

Lanxin Hotel.

Upon returning from Lihua Cave, Jiang Chen learned that Xu Kuan awaited him.

Composed as ever, he trailed the private butler into the suite.

"Mr. Jiang."

Xu Kuan rose to his feet, with Xing Jie present as well.

"Not out on that business trip?"

Jiang Chen quipped lightly.

Xu Kuan, who’d dodged him all day long, stayed quiet and swiftly drew a pistol from inside his jacket.

The two elegant butlers, despite their professional training and vast experience, found themselves stunned and paled instantly.

Xu Kuan leaned forward, smacked the weapon onto the coffee table, then stood tall once more, bowing his head.

"This is entirely my fault; Mr. Jiang, punish me as you see fit—I accept it without grudge."

Jiang Chen’s face remained steady.

"Fault?"

At last, Xu Kuan ceased his justifications.

"Miss Jin’s earnestness truly moved me; I wavered briefly and committed this grave error."

Jiang Chen offered no grin, striding toward the couch instead.

Xing Jie signaled with a gesture.

The pair of graceful butlers discreetly exited the space.

Jiang Chen settled onto the sofa.

"We live in a lawful society—who do you imagine yourself to be? Stow that gun."

Xu Kuan complied without hesitation, grabbing the pistol at once and tucking it back into his jacket, even declaring solemnly: "My thanks to Mr. Jiang for showing such leniency."

Even Xing Jie nearby couldn’t suppress a slight smirk.

"Make sure it never repeats."

Boss Jiang displayed his usual generosity; while allowing Jin Zhuxuan private entry was a misstep, it clearly didn’t warrant execution.

Xu Kuan dipped his head in serious acknowledgment.

"One more thing."

Jiang Chen hesitated briefly, "Jin Zhuxuan simply lacks finesse in showing thanks, hence her choice of method. It was merely an innocent massage—don’t read into it or smear the young woman’s name."

Xu Kuan maintained his poise and nodded once again.

"We get it; rest easy, Mr. Jiang."

Get it?

What exactly does that imply?

"Should it happen again, skip the theatrics before me and handle it on your own."

Boss Jiang stated evenly.

Xu Kuan’s eyelid flickered.

Xing Jie’s smile widened a touch.

"Take a seat."

The matter at the spa center concluded there.

"I recommend Mr. Jiang linger a bit longer in Seoul."

Xing Jie shifted gears swiftly, settling beside him before diving into fresh discussion.

Jiang Chen eyed him.

"I paid a visit to the Seoul Medical Association’s president today. Should Mr. Jiang extend his stay, he’s bound to catch an explosive showdown."

Clearly, avoidance of conflict wasn’t on his agenda today.

"Are Seoul’s physicians truly so bold?"

Xu Kuan scoffed, "A person who doesn’t prioritize their own needs invites divine retribution. Yin Ronghuan insists on boosting medical school admissions, endangering every doctor’s career. Koreans toil relentlessly, suffer through two decades of study, and compete fiercely to claim those spots as physicians. They believed it would rewrite their destinies, granting elite lifestyles. Yet Yin Ronghuan’s order to swell student numbers for a broader healthcare network shrinks the available shares as headcounts rise. While hugely advantageous for Korea overall, the established doctors—who profit most—refuse to surrender their portions to newcomers. The Seoul Medical Association is rallying forces, preparing to rally every medic in a strike against Yin Ronghuan."

The healthcare framework stands as the paramount system that must never falter.

Picture a critically ill patient, battling death in a frantic rush for surgery, only to learn upon the operating table that the surgeon has joined the walkout—what thoughts would race through their mind?

It equates to scorning human life.

Yet, is it unjust for healers to safeguard their livelihoods?

Does a patient’s survival outweigh my paycheck of ten or fifty thousand monthly?

Such raw, unfiltered human nature.

"Yin Ronghuan likely aims to win over the public and rescue his flagging approval numbers, but he remains overly innocent. He’s better off doting on his spouse and tending to pets than steering Korea."

Xu Kuan’s remark dripped with wry satire.

Korea boasts the globe’s lowest fertility rate, a dire warning sign. Stark income disparities and societal strains push youth to despair, shunning parenthood. Thus, the nation requires no foreign foes; it will fade away from its shrinking population alone. As leader, addressing this vital emergency is essential, so Yin Ronghuan keeps advocating for births to preserve the country.

The twist, however, lies in the hypocrisy.

He fathers none, sharing his synthetic spouse’s home with five felines and six canines.

How touching.

Naturally.

His healthcare overhauls genuinely aid the country and its citizens, slashing costs for ordinary folk and broadening access to care. But ruling a realm isn’t akin to pampering animals. It swiftly opens doors for schemers with hidden agendas.

One mustn’t phrase it that way.

The core issue resides in personal flaws.

Every overhaul demands concessions, and clearly, prior probes into the ethics of the top-tier medical circle fell short.

After all, overhaul and upheaval separate by a single term.

"Ding ding ding ding——"

Before Xu Kuan could hear a reply, Boss Jiang’s cellphone buzzed to life.

Glancing over.

It was the star of their recent talk.

Korea’s goddess of beauty, Jin Zhuxuan.

Xu Kuan zipped his lips at once, gaze dropping to his lap in quiet focus.

Mr. Jiang had just clarified: nothing untoward occurred, purely a standard massage.

Their spa facility provides no illicit offerings.

"Oppa, have you made it back to the hotel?"

With nothing to hide, Jiang Chen picked up openly in front of Xu Kuan and Xing Jie.

"Mm."

"Oppa, Liu Junxiang rang me earlier, asking me to join their FOX show next week. I’d like to know the company’s stance."

"It’s your call."

Jiang Chen remained quite permissive.

"So, Oppa, should I say yes, would you show up to see it?"

Jiang Chen held for a beat.

"Oppa, it’s merely a question. If time’s short, no worries at all."

Jin Zhuxuan added swiftly.

"I’ll let you know soon."

"Alright, Oppa."

Jiang Chen ended the call.

Xu Kuan observed him, holding his tongue.

"Scrap the flight bookings for tomorrow."

Xu Kuan appeared to expect as much, rising promptly: "I’ll handle it immediately."

At the same time, he shot a look to the seated Xing Jie: "Come on."

The two departed.

"Mr. Jiang possesses sharp instincts indeed."

As they stepped from the presidential suite into the hallway, Xu Kuan muttered to himself.

"Next round, Mr. Jiang won’t spare you."

Xing Jie shot back bluntly.

"Narrow-minded fool."

Xu Kuan shrugged it off.

"I’m securing our future. If Jin Zhuxuan actually pairs with Mr. Jiang, it’d bring us massive gains."