I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2128: 1366: To Acknowledge and Amend One’s Faults Is the Greatest Virtue

Upon reaching CX Entertainment.

As Jiang Chen swung open the entrance to his workspace, he was caught off guard by the sight of another individual.

“Apologies, an urgent matter came up, delaying me a bit.”

Positioned near the office entrance stood Shi Qianxi, displaying an uncharacteristic grin.

“No problem at all.”

The visitor inside revealed no signs of irritation, her tone warm and inviting, as she rose promptly to her feet.

Shi Qianxi glanced sideways, “Carry on with your discussion.”

She stayed outside and, after her words, departed by herself.

A touch of confusion crossed Jiang Chen's face as he observed her retreating figure, before stepping inside the office.

“How much time have you spent waiting?”

“Just a short while.”

Once Shi Qianxi had gone, the woman within fixed her gaze on him with intensity, her eyes alight with emotion.

“Getting to meet Oppa feels truly wonderful.”

At those words, Boss Jiang, fresh from his hospital visit, nearly burst into laughter.

“That phrasing makes it seem like you're wishing me ill.”

“Not at all, I hope Oppa enjoys a lengthy life.”

“…”

Alright then.

Best to let it slide without clarification.

It's forgivable, though.

Her command of Mandarin has improved steadily, but since she's not originally from Shen Zhou, expecting perfection might be unfair.

That's right.

As per Director Shi's instructions, the one lingering in Boss Jiang's office turned out to be the Korean Divine Beauty, idol of countless otakus, ranked among the global top hundred beauties—Jin Zhuxuan.

“When exactly did you return?”

Jiang Chen shifted the conversation, entering the largely unused office and sensing an odd sense of ease.

When confronted with difficulties, particularly the stubborn ones, the smartest approach isn't to obsess or wear oneself down, but to shift focus elsewhere.

“Right after that plane incident at Seoul Airport.”

A shadow passed over Jin Zhuxuan's eyes; even now, recalling it sent shivers through her.

The instant she learned of the crash and suspected Oppa might have been aboard, it struck her like a bullet to the heart—a memory etched forever.

“You seemed far less shy back in Seoul.”

Jiang Chen teased lightly, heading toward the couch, “Have a seat.”

Jin Zhuxuan remained standing, and his comment only heightened her anxiety, “Oppa, I kept everything from Director Shi.”

See that.

She's remarkably perceptive.

Did I, Mr. Jiang, even bring it up?

“Even if you had spoken, it's fine. Director Shi and I…”

Jiang Chen started to describe them as mere colleagues but halted abruptly.

Prior to this day, he could have stated it plainly without hesitation, yet now, any such claim rang hollow and dishonest.

“Did she question you about anything?”

Jiang Chen pivoted the subject swiftly.

“No…”

Jin Zhuxuan's reply carried a nuance, “She didn't probe outright.”

A quiet smile formed on Jiang Chen's lips as he regarded the Korean Divine Beauty, who continued to stand rigidly.

“Chatting while craning your neck must be exhausting.”

Indeed.

Boss Jiang had put in real effort that day.

Jin Zhuxuan settled onto the seat without delay, “My apologies, Oppa.”

“Did she instruct you to stay here until I arrived?”

Jiang Chen pressed on with his inquiry.

“Yes, Director Shi and Manager Cui discussed plenty of professional matters with me, and she insisted I get your thoughts on it, Oppa.”

It appears that woman wasn't solely causing trouble today.

What's strangely off is Shi Qianxi's usual disinterest in CX Entertainment affairs, often more laid-back than him; has the world turned upside down?

Jiang Chen kept his cool and dove into actual business discussions with Jin Zhuxuan, exchanging ideas for close to an hour.

“Oppa, I'll excuse myself now.”

Jiang Chen gave a nod.

Jin Zhuxuan isn't foolish by any means; in fact, she's sharp about limits and reverted seamlessly to the compliant signed performer, avoiding any disruption.

That's the mark of a perfect kept bird.

With Jin Zhuxuan gone, Jiang Chen lounged solo on the sofa. After a brief spell of seeming vacancy, he fished out his cell and dialed Li Shuru.

“Did you mention to Shi Qianxi that I'm back in East Sea?”

“I did.”

“Weren't you aware I'm trying to steer clear of her?”

Jiang Chen let out a wry chuckle.

“Should I have fibbed to her?”

Li Shuru quipped, “Hiding works temporarily, but not for good.”

Next, Li Shuru inquired, “Are you together with her at the moment?”

“Yeah, over at CX Entertainment.”

“Care for a meal once work wraps up?”

The art school's blooming talent, once famed for her wit and cunning, now acts so nonchalant?

Jiang Chen managed a bitter smile, bending ahead with elbows on his thighs, massaging his forehead, “Doubt it.”

“What's the reason?”

“She's feeling under the weather today.”

“How so?”

Concern laced Li Shuru's immediate follow-up.

“Nothing major, probably just some throat discomfort.”

Only Boss Jiang could stay this unflappable.

“Tell her to sip more warm water.”

That's no shallow acquaintance.

Their bond warmed Jiang Chen's heart, leaving him briefly at a loss for words.

“Sister Qianqian isn't out to hurt anyone; just talk it out straight.”

“…”

Jiang Chen hesitated, then responded with a soft “Mhm.”

Ending the chat with his sweetheart, Jiang Chen set the phone aside, released a long breath, rose to his feet, and exited the office.

He sensed a need for guidance.

Shi Qianxi clearly hadn't departed; as Jiang Chen opened the largely ornamental office door, he spotted Cui Heng within, apparently briefing on tasks.

“Mr. Jiang.”

Cui Heng offered a greeting, embodying the poise expected of an elite manager, his face betraying no curiosity.

“You may leave now.”

Shi Qianxi instructed.

As Cui Heng exited, brushing past Boss Jiang, he gave no subtle cues.

“All done with the talk?”

Shi Qianxi lounged back in the executive chair, perched commandingly at the desk; post-Golden Throat, her voice had swiftly mended.