I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2104: Waiting

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Previously on I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping...
Jiang Chen, Fang Qing, and Hong Xiaoyu shared drinks at a milk tea shop, debating the realities of dating costs while advising Hong Xiaoyu to focus on his studies amid a roommate's disappearance. Tension arose when Hong Xiaoyu casually mentioned Jiang Chen's past college girlfriend, prompting Fang Qing's curiosity, though Jiang Chen deflected lightly. As Hong Xiaoyu rushed back to campus to meet his missing roommate's parents, Jiang Chen and Fang Qing reflected on old friend Tie Jun's impending marriage and shared contemplative thoughts on their own future plans, with Fang Qing outlining a precise timeline for settling down at 32.

Star Medical Center.

At the gracious invitation, Jiang Chen arrived.

The early funding had begun to yield impressive outcomes.

The firm established by his three former classmates had claimed a 1500-square-meter office in a premium CBD tower, employing thirty to forty staff members, excluding multiple expansive storage facilities.

Surprisingly, every worker enjoyed a private office, underscoring opulence and magnificence.

Yet naturally,

reflect on the nature of their business.

Gains in the healthcare sector can match those from traditional property ventures, though referring to the old days of real estate.

A formal audit wouldn't fit; instead, it resembled a casual tour, as Jiang Chen strolled amid the trio of Star Medical Technology executives, inquiring solicitously, “How many partner units have you developed?”

“Besides Xinghuo Medical Center, five.”

Xie Wendong showed no shame, replying candidly, “Two of them are tertiary hospitals.”

“Not bad.”

Jiang Chen offered praise, then probed further, “Is it legitimate competition?”

At those words, Xie Wendong went quiet right away.

“Gaining through proper tenders is almost out of the question.”

Ouyang Qing, once the stern disciplinarian, cut in directly, “Early on, we avoided any shady tactics, joining clean contests, only to suffer defeats.”

Xie Wendong gave a wry grin.

In every line of work, the insiders grasp its secrets. He'd labored at a utility firm before, witnessing certain practices and deeming them tolerable—after all, wining and dining for connections happens universally. Yet switching to healthcare unveiled the appalling underbelly of the vital medical apparatus.

Sales, after all.

Networking proves unavoidable.

Accompanied by his two women colleagues, certain events didn't suit their presence, leaving him to stand in for them frequently.

The true faces of those medical directors and heads, stripped of their lab coats, were utterly ignoble.

“Sticking to purely official routes, beyond Xinghuo Medical Center, we'd snag zero deals since rivals cut corners and scheme in the shadows.”

Ouyang Qing stated plainly.

Preserving purity amid corruption

proves far tougher in practice than in theory.

Opting out doesn't shield you from the game's norms.

Buyers hold the power, not the sellers pleading with proposals.

“Old Disciplinary Officer, certain matters stay unspoken.”

“When required, I can name them or alert the authorities straightaway.”

Ouyang Qing responded evenly, falling silent thereafter, though her following remark sidelined Jiang Chen, horrifying Xie Wendong and Wu Yufei.

“Ouyang, what on earth are you saying?”

Wu Yufei seized her arm promptly.

Xie Wendong faltered, looking uneasy.

This goes beyond accusing others.

It's like confessing their own involvement!

Should those medical chiefs tumble, they wouldn't escape ties. With Ma Qiujie's matter nearing closure, why resort to such extreme steps to shift focus?

“Aren't you worried about ending up behind bars yourself?”

Jiang Chen halted his steps, questioning curiously.

“Offering bribes and receiving them aren't the same violation. Per the laws, pursuing undue gains counts as bribery. We've never chased such gains. Our goods comply with state regulations, and our pricing stays fair in the market.”

True to her background in oversight.

Her reasoning flowed sharply, backed by solid facts.

Xie Wendong and Wu Yufei found themselves at a loss for words.

“Did you run this by Fang Qing specifically?” Jiang Chen grinned.

“No consultation needed for basic facts like this. If giving and taking bribes carried identical penalties, nearly all business owners would face jail time.”

Jiang Chen remarked to Wu Yufei and Xie Wendong, “Seems you can skip those lawyer costs now.”

“Engaging in this… doesn't it feel wrong?”

Xie Wendong at last voiced his concern.

“Absolutely it does.”

Jiang Chen chuckled heartily, “Old Disciplinary Officer, your zeal is touching. However, pursuing this would ignite a massive uproar in the medical scene of River City, potentially dwarfing what you envision.”

“Even if bribery isn't criminal for you, who'd risk partnering later? Are you set on relying solely on Xinghuo?”

In truth, Jiang Chen felt genuinely stirred.

What drove this former enforcer?

Thrusting into the fray, advancing toward triumph midstream.

Not all possess such integrity.

Though seeking illicit perks might qualify as bribery, judicial discretion lies beyond personal grasp.

In the end, danger lingers.

“Xinghuo Medical Center's strength alone could sustain firms like ours indefinitely. Clinging to one branch suits us fine. I have no issue, and neither does Yu Fei.”

Wu Yufei voiced it?

Does that signal her agreement?

“Do you mind?”

Ouyang Qing queried, then eyed Xie Wendong, lost in thought, who nodded on reflex before shaking his head, clearly conflicted.

“Old Disciplinary Officer, we appreciate it. The crisis at Xinghuo Medical Center stands fully addressed now; no call for such drastic actions.”

Beside the spotless panoramic windows, Jiang Chen quipped.

“Will Ma Qiujie's relatives truly drop the suit?”

Xie Wendong pressed, unable to restrain himself.

He'd caught hints from Wu Yufei, yet details eluded him as she held back.

Before Jiang Chen could reply, a phone buzzed.

It belonged to Wu Yufei.

“Excuse me.”

Clad in a sleek business suit that highlighted her curves, she stepped aside, her stilettos clicking flawlessly. Despite their long reunion, he struggled to link her to the shy classmate of old.

“What?”

Shock etched Wu Yufei's features as she took the call, and moments later, she returned.

“Trouble's brewing.”

She announced.

The team paused firmly, with the reinforced full-height panes nearby offering worst-case shelter.

“What happened?”