I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2094 - 1349: Better Days for Youth

Boss Jiang possesses vast wisdom like the sea, yet Wu Yufei and her companions simply can't match it, their appetites gone, so they turned down the offer courteously.

As they stepped out from the courtroom, right at the gates, yet another captivating moment caught their eyes.

Sometime unnoticed, a swarm of reporters had assembled, grilling that unfortunate pair.

In today's world, it looks like public sentiment wields more power as a tool than legal rulings ever could.

"That pair won't stop weeping to the press, warping the facts, skipping the main points, and mangling reality. And those news crews? They ignore the real story, only chasing buzz for views."

Ouyang Qing balled her hands into fists, burning with the desire to charge forward and lash out.

"We're still near the courthouse, hold back that fire, you strict rule-keeper." Jiang Chen joked lightly, staying utterly calm and collected.

"The pure will prove their innocence in time; just let them spout whatever." Xie Wendong uttered with resignation, glancing toward the commotion.

The whole group slipped past in silence.

"Stop fretting too much, head home and relax properly. Hand the expert stuff over to the experts."

Next to the vehicle, Jiang Chen offered reassurance, and it was clear who he referred to as experts, showing he saw Qing Mei as one of their own.

"Yes, Fang Qing has truly endured a lot through this."

The women held back from chiming in, leaving Xie Wendong to step in with agreement.

"Head out."

Since they skipped the meal invite, Jiang Chen let it go without pushing, signaling Xie Wendong and the rest to depart ahead.

One after another, the trio climbed into the Audi A8.

Xie Wendong took the wheel, eyeing his longtime schoolmate fade away in the mirror.

"Jiang Chen's made his position clear, Yu Fei, so stop beating yourself up over it."

Wu Yufei occupied the rear seat, quiet as could be, almost slipping back into the timid schoolgirl from their junior high days.

"With Jiang Chen showing up in person, this issue is bound to get sorted out right." Ouyang Qing, sharing the back, added words of solace.

Given their bond, calling Jiang Chen by name felt natural, but stripping away the old classmate ties, how else would they title him?

As vendors, they grasped full well the significance behind Xinghuo Medical Center.

To put it plainly, just like its name Xinghuo suggests, it's set to spark a revolution in the swollen and rotten healthcare world.

And doesn't the healthcare field stand for enormous stakes?

Little surprise they treated a million-buck Trek Butterfly like everyday shared transport.

"Right, a small hiccup like this likely doesn't faze Jiang Chen at all; the obstacles he tackles are beyond our wildest dreams."

Xie Wendong whispered to himself behind the steering.

Ouyang Qing kept quiet, shifting to gaze at her ex-classmate turned business ally.

Being a lady herself, with years of close friendship under her belt, she sensed the sadness ran deeper than merely the court case.

"Wendong's spot on. Folks at varying heights ponder entirely distinct matters. What troubles us could be trivial to Jiang Chen."

"He pours money into our venture, aids in launching the firm, and lines up deals for us, yet all we repay him with is headaches."

Wu Yufei, her face shadowed in gloom, murmured softly, "Not like Fang Qing, who's been supporting him right from middle school onward."

Ouyang Qing gave a wry grin, picking up on the unspoken vibe, peeking at the mirror to lock eyes with Xie Wendong.

Plain as day.

Their minds were in sync.

Much of Wu Yufei’s odd conduct really arose from certain "individuals".

Ouyang Qing wavered; from a pal's viewpoint, boosting her friend seemed right, yet hard truths blocked any false cheer.

In the end, maybe sensing her bind, Xie Wendong broke the ice.

"Yu Fei, what's the point of measuring up against Fang Qing? Endless rivalries only breed misery. Take me, for example—if I stack myself next to Jiang Chen, back when we shared a desk and he'd quiz me on homework, wouldn't I be better off diving into the river?"

Since quitting the power utility job, Xie Wendong had transformed notably. For one, his way with words had sharpened, coaxing a chuckle from Wu Yufei, who at last cracked a grin, staring forward.

"You figure there's a huge divide between Fang Qing and me too, don't you?"

"Er..."

Xie Wendong flushed, unsure how to backtrack.

"Fang Qing... stands out exceptionally, no doubt."

When it came to ties, Ouyang Qing's link with Wu Yufei outshone anything with Fang Qing, though raw realities often overpower personal biases.

Beyond the surface gloss, Fang Qing's behavior, skills on the job, and character lately had shone brightly for all to see.

Ouyang Qing just felt inferior; envy never stirred, merely respect bloomed.

Viewing someone like that as a rival in her head would only bring agony.

Sure enough.

As buddies, they couldn't stick to cold logic, so Ouyang Qing switched to a playful lilt, "Still, for all her brilliance, Fang Qing hasn't managed to capture Jiang Chen's heart just yet."

Her remark drew laughter from Xie Wendong too, who bobbed his head with genuine feeling, adding, "I've got to hand it to Jiang Chen—handling ladies like Fang Qing... his bar must sit sky-high."

"Standards aren't the issue here."

Wu Yufei's grin dimmed, her tone soft, "It's that Fang Qing holds such a unique spot in his world."

Once the three former classmates drove away, Jiang Chen and Fang Qing slid into their ride.

"Where to for food?"

"Hot dry noodles."

"..."

Jiang Chen sighed in defeat, but that was her style—food and shelter never fazed her, equating roadside bites to fancy dining spots.

Hot dry noodles, the iconic treat from River City famous across the globe, pop up just about anywhere.

So, the chauffeur spotted a close-by stall, where the pair stepped out and called for two servings of hot dry noodles.