I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2130 - 1367: She Takes the Lead, You Play Second Fiddle

At Lu Jiazui, inside a luxurious office tower.

Time to clock out.

Suit-clad professionals stream from the structure.

After wrapping up their daily grind, these folks unwind completely, clustering in small packs of three or five, sharing jokes and banter.

"Chu Yin, decided yet? Tickets and rooms are all set—four days, three nights, perfect for a couple days' recovery after. Maldives is uncharted territory for me."

Clad in her business suit, the lady barely gets a word in before spotting a guy heading against the flow of exiting workers.

Her gaze drops right away.

"Such an extended break comes once a year at most, so let's seize it fully. Maldives not your vibe? We could venture even farther, say to Tromso, that magical spot for the Northern Lights. I know the place well and could show you around as your guide."

Office towers truly vary in prestige.

Not like the average crowd, risking sketchy jaunts to Southeast Asia where trouble strikes fast—robbery, theft, or worse, abduction.

These two work together, no official romance yet, just him chasing her. This key player in Carefree Studio's design team means well, though he's a tad clueless about social cues, missing her unease entirely.

Carefree hasn't been around forever, nowhere near those veteran outfits counting years in tens. Yet, with every game launch hitting big, it's forged a shiny reputation in the modern gaming world.

In particular, the finely tuned "Divine Enthronement" shattered records and sparked fresh ideas for local game makers, boosting the entire industry forward.

It's no secret that gaming firms pay top dollar. As vital staff at Carefree, financial worries aren't an issue, and jetting to Europe versus budget-friendly Southeast Asia feels much the same.

The lady stays quiet, head down, striding out wordlessly, her heels clacking faster against the floor.

"Chu Yin, you... don't wanna go?"

Her response, of course, sparks a wrong assumption in her trailing coworker and suitor, leaving him downcast and deflated.

Understand this.

For a coder buried in scripts and software daily, summoning the guts to voice his heart isn't easy at all.

"She hasn't even replied—how do you decide for her?"

A fresh voice cuts in.

Boss Jiang, strolling past, halts his steps.

Begins offering advice.

The design team's mainstay, who'd stuck with Carefree Studio for nearly twelve months, glances toward the sound, face puzzled.

No dodging it, so Wei Chuyin comes to a halt.

"Who are you?"

"I’m her classmate."

Jiang Chen offers a steady grin.

The guy appears stunned.

"Don't buy it? Just check with her."

"Chu Yin, is he truly your classmate?"

Wei Chuyin lifts her head gradually, mustering a strained smile, and murmurs, "President Jiang."

"Off the clock now—no need for titles."

Jiang Chen keeps it friendly. This wasn't his initial encounter with Wei Chuyin at Tianci Capital, but differing from past glimpses, as fellow alumni, brushing her off would be rude.

"Hello, Jiang Chen."

He extends the greeting first to the Carefree worker.

"Hello, I’m Chen Xiang, Chu Yin’s colleague."

The tech whiz hasn't caught on yet, sensing only that Jiang Chen's name rings a vague bell, like something overheard once.

"She was one of the standout looks in our class back then—you'll need to put in the effort."

Jiang Chen flashes a supportive smile.

Chen Xiang, secure in his livelihood without doubt, gives an awkward chuckle. Not all folks charm effortlessly.

"I won't hold up your outing."

Jiang Chen nods amiably before pressing on.

Chen Xiang swivels to watch him vanish into the tower, then shifts back, "Chu Yin, what firm does your classmate hail from? How come I've never spotted him?"

Wei Chuyin lingers in place amid the bustling passersby, and moments later, a tangled smile creeps across her face.

"Ponder it—sure you don't recognize him?"

"I keep thinking his name sounds kinda familiar."

"Haven't you ever checked out who runs our top brass?"

Wei Chuyin eyes her admirer.

Not that the affection burned hot, no doubt, yet one couldn't overlook his top-notch skills and solid character.

Very solid.

Fitting.

More than decent already.

In this life, how often does fiery romance really strike?

Chen Xiang freezes like a bolt from the blue, planted firm, jaws slack. No model looks, but his steady features brim with disbelief.

"Is he... so President Zhang's your classmate too?"

"President Zhang's merely a schoolmate."

"Why never mention it till now?"

Chen Xiang can't wrap his head around it. Tech life doesn't blind one to office dynamics. A link like that could smooth every path at work. But up to this instant, zero whispers; probably the whole firm was in the dark.

"Because, I’m not worthy."

With that, Wei Chuyin steps ahead.

Chen Xiang pauses briefly, then hurries after, keeping pace at her side, murmuring, "Chu Yin, why put yourself down like that?"

Wei Chuyin says nothing.

"In my eyes, you are also a very excellent person."

At those words, Wei Chuyin halts once more and faces him.

Chen Xiang holds his gaze steady, eyes resolute, "Actually, I’ve been watching you for a long time. You’re serious and responsible at work, strong-willed, and independent, unlike other girls. And also, so beautiful. President Jiang even praised you just now."