I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2131 - 1367: She Takes the Lead, You Follow (Part 2)

Wei Chuyin let out a smile.

"It's due to the fact that our class had so few girls."

"Ah..."

Chen Xiang sensed the embarrassment.

Wei Chuyin gazed at him, awkward but genuine, her gaze brimming with tenderness.

"Pick the spot yourself."

Chen Xiang froze for a moment, then exploded in delight, pumping his fist as he yelled, "YES!"

Even though he knew Jiang Chen couldn't possibly catch his words, he yelled anyway, "Thanks a ton, President Jiang!"

Wei Chuyin grinned and eyed the grand structure.

Time doesn't pause for anyone; the world has advanced. Now it's her turn to make peace with who she used to be.

"How's Sister Qianqian doing now?"

Whether the former classmates are on a date remains a mystery, yet Jiang Chen definitely set this up, fetching Li Shuru and opting for an Italian eatery after keeping Martial Saint and Daoist Duanmu back at the house.

A crowd brings energy, yet intimate duos allow smoother talks.

"Yes, she's feeling way better."

"See, I said hot water does the trick."

Li Shuru offered a soft smile.

Unaware of the vibe, Jiang Chen clarified, "The hot water didn't do it; she took Golden Throat."

"..."

Bold as ever, isn't he?

Not scared of being exposed?

True enough.

Regardless of her sharp perception or vivid fantasies, Li Shuru could never imagine the intense tales they exchanged that morning.

"Oh, and I placed the intent contract on the shelf for you. Have you checked it out?"

Li Shuru recalled that her boyfriend had visited CX Entertainment earlier.

"Don't sweat it, I was gonna scrap it regardless."

"Scrap it? How come? The terms are excellent; isn't this for Pei Yunxi?"

"You read it?"

Li Shuru gave a nod, "Pei Yunxi alone justifies that hefty sum. Why turn it down?"

"The top investor in that film is about to hit rough waters. I don't want us tangled up in the mess."

"Which one?"

Li Shuru inquired with interest.

"Nine-headed Bird Film Company."

Unlike plenty of big shots who keep secrets from their partners, Jiang Chen always shares freely when questioned. The secret lies in how the ladies near him handle their inquisitiveness wisely.

"Nine-headed Bird Film Company... Zhong Xiaoye?"

Jiang Chen showed surprise, "You recognize him?"

"They need to shoot a film at East Sea Disneyland; he's putting in funds and aims to reserve the place for two days, so he approached me."

Li Shuru had appeared somewhat "average" before, but these days, she's anything but.

Simply bringing up East Sea Disneyland—it's a dreamlike paradise for countless women.

Jiang Chen grasped it all at once.

Securing Disneyland for a couple of days takes guts; given the crowds, particularly on festive times, snagging tickets is a nightmare. Money truly unlocks liberties.

"Still, I turned him down."

Someone had a sense of Li Shuru's private musings; that's why he passed the management of East Sea Disneyland to his girlfriend.

Such a gesture likely provided some healing, though it remained a surface-level patch.

"What sum did he propose?"

"Two billion for two days."

Jiang Chen had a rough idea of East Sea Disneyland's earnings, roughly fifty million on an average day—excluding holidays. During peaks like Valentine's or New Year's, the sky's the limit.

The production team ignores calendars and might pick ordinary days, so two billion over two days feels genuinely generous.

"That's a solid offer. Why refuse?"

"East Sea Disneyland can do without those two billion. Shutting down for two days over that cash would stir up bad press."

"We might claim it's for gear repairs."

Jiang Chen proposed.

"Possible, but Zhong Xiaoye won't play along. After shelling out two billion, he'd exploit Disneyland to hype his flick, turn it into a promo gimmick, and we'd end up as his marketing pawn for that cash—hardly worthwhile."

Jiang Chen fell silent abruptly, observing her without a word.

"Something up?"

"Your current manner of speaking makes you come off as a clever, commanding female executive."

Li Shuru chuckled at his remark, elegant like artwork, worlds away from the old campus stunner.

Gripping her utensils, she stated, "I've looked into Zhong Xiaoye; his name isn't spotless. He's mostly in movies to clean dirty money. Better not team up with types like him."

"President Li, you're sharp."

Jiang Chen commended.

Zhong Xiaoye's approach was straightforward: expanding connections via "lavish spending." Had Li Shuru yielded to the lure, she could have landed in one of his framed pics on the wall.

Far from selfless giving, this fellow is sly, appearing to scatter cash while reaping matching or superior gains. Picture the hype if Disneyland shut for two days to film his project—irresistibly appealing!

Such value far outstrips mere two billion.

"You're flattering me while we eat; is this for real?"

The old Li Shuru distanced folks, nowhere near witty.

Nearly threw the chat off track.

Jiang Chen grabbed a grilled beef slice and bit into it, "Only aiming to talk, nothing else."

Li Shuru shot him a look.

"Talk?"

"Indeed."

Jiang Chen answered gently, munching his food deliberately.

"Why all of a sudden... What did you discuss with Sister Qianqian today?"

Li Shuru halted her eating tools.

"Not a big deal. She merely gave me an earful."

"For real?"

"Given her nature, that's standard."

Li Shuru agreed smilingly, "True enough. Her pals act similarly. They mentioned that if Sister Qianqian hit a minor snag, she'd lash out with hits and boots at them."

"You met her pals?"

"Sure, via Sister Qianqian, we've hit the golf course and shared meals."

Tsk.

She truly sees you as kin.

Welcoming you to her social sphere.

"You're familiar with Fei Yi as well, aren't you?"

"Yep. The easy launch of CX Entertainment relied heavily on his support."

Jiang Chen noted, "Shi Qianxi treats you exceptionally well."

Li Shuru stayed neutral, going on about daily happenings from when he was gone, "Their chats are pretty entertaining. Know what they nickname Sister Qianqian behind closed doors?"

"Shizuka."

Li Shuru paused briefly in surprise.

"Fei Yi's tag is Fat Tiger, I heard." Jiang Chen clarified.

Li Shuru got it quickly, "Actually, no—they dub Sister Qianqian 'Suneo' in private."

Jiang Chen looked stunned.

Li Shuru's grin spread like petals, "Surprising, right? They claim she's cunning with sneaky schemes, shoving them into the hot seat, then dodging blame when it backfires."

Jiang Chen smiled broadly.

It matches her vibe perfectly.

"Looks like she wasn't too popular back in the day."

Jiang Chen pondered aloud.

"Without appeal, how would Sister Qianqian keep company now? Like bonds, the rowdy but unbreakable kind defines real camaraderie."

As she spoke, her eyes turned to him, "You and Sister Fang Qing fit that mold."

Spot on.

Sister Fang Qing exists too.

Jiang Chen set aside his utensils, asking quietly, "Does Fang Qing hang out much with her?"

"Her who?"

"Your Sister Qianqian."

Li Shuru answered offhandedly, "Fairly familiar."

"Nothing more intense, such as calls to join your meetups?"

"Sister Fang Qing's swamped with duties and often away."

Jiang Chen eased a bit; he sensed matters slipping from his grasp bit by bit. Fang Qing's entry would amp up the "fun."

Has Fang Qing caught on to anything, leading to her extended stay in Jing Chu lately?

"Do you suspect Shi Qianxi's kindness toward you hides an agenda?"

Jiang Chen sipped his coffee.

"Naturally."

Without a second's delay.

"You believe you're onto it."

Jiang Chen pressed on.

"I ought to be."

Li Shuru answered assuredly, beaming.

With a spouse like her, what else does a man need?

Still, this guy acted oddly, as if craving more.

"Her plan involves her playing the boss while you play the underling."

No buildup for that shocker—it dropped straight.

Li Shuru lost her poise as her mouth pressed thin, her grin faded gradually, and subtly, the distant campus beauty of old resurfaced.