I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2182 - 1395: Most Afraid of Sudden Concern

Three women staging a drama.

And the dynamic between just two women is hardly any less intense.

Differing from typical highborn ladies, Princess Cao shows a grounded side away from her duties.

To put it simply.

She welcomes humor.

Be it male or female, in the end, everyone craves a captivating spirit; without it, even the most impressive outer qualities will fade in allure eventually.

Sister Luck insists she avoids leveraging authority to oppress people, but Princess Cao takes that stance even further.

Thus, confronting Sister Luck's table-slamming outburst, Princess Cao stayed composed and serene.

"We're living in a lawful era these days; you can't simply seize a guy through brute force, right?"

Clever.

Absolutely clever.

Framing the idea of holding onto someone with such lawful propriety.

"Sister, from your vibe, it seems you never lack suitors. Sister Luck won't leave you at a loss; whatever cash you've thrown at him so far, Sister Luck will reimburse it plus one more!"

Sister Luck speaks from the heart, no fakeness involved; maybe that's the reason Boss Jiang and Princess Cao held no grudge.

Meanwhile.

Cao Jinse found herself suppressing a chuckle at this untimely juncture.

"To me, wealth is just a worldly possession. Sister Luck, as fellow women, you understand how rare it is to discover a guy who matches you perfectly."

Now she's echoing another's manner of speech.

Wealth counts as mere worldly stuff.

It rivals the boldness of declaring "I possess national-level riches."

Sister Luck concedes the opponent's words ring true, yet what of it—who yields ground for mere "truth" in such a heated clash?

Endless chatter leads nowhere.

"So, what's your approach?"

"And what path does Sister Luck take?"

Cao Jinse fired back.

"Sister Luck serves as the CEO of Qicai Technology."

The response came not from Sister Luck, but from Jiang Chen himself.

Heh.

He's chosen to step in rather than merely observe.

Indeed.

Nothing but tigresses, really.

Both radiate an intimidating presence that cows any man; they're classic fierce females.

Sister Luck felt startled, unprepared for his support on her behalf. She turned to glance at Jiang Chen, increasingly sure he was under duress against his will.

"Qicai Technology?"

Though Princess Cao boasts wide experiences and vast knowledge, she can't recall every single firm.

"Exactly. Sister, being from Kyoto, surely you've come across Qicai Technology? If not, just inquire about it."

A firm valued at hundreds of billions—it's no minor player. In a lower-tier city, third or fourth class, it would stand as a cornerstone enterprise. Take Boss Jiang's native place, Sha City, for instance: there, Sister Luck would no doubt frequent meetings with top officials, let alone enjoy special perks.

However.

This place isn't Sha City.

It's Kyoto.

The circles Princess Cao navigates typically involve trillion-scale operations; Qicai Technology likely falls short of the bar to pique her interest.

Boss Jiang skipped verifying earlier, yet Princess Cao felt no shame. With their earnest request, she opted to—look it up～

Valued in hundreds of billions.

Based on their speech and vibe, uncovering it online should prove simple.

Thus, the practical Princess Cao pulled out her cell phone right there among the group.

Sister Luck paid it no mind, convinced of her triumph.

Qicai Technology.

She entered the title, and a flood of details popped up: advanced tech firm, focused on bionics like AI robots, backed strongly by authorities, boundless prospects...

Numerous listings highlighted the outfit's robust strengths.

Princess Cao scanned quickly, zeroing in on the CEO's identity.

The firm's mere existence doesn't matter much.

Anyone can claim Bian Zaide as their dad, after all.

A figure like Princess Cao would never fall for a ruse.

Heads of top private companies often get featured publicly on the web.

Princess Cao swiftly located data on Qicai Technology's top executive.

The image showed the woman CEO atop a stage, probably at an occasion, poised and assured, radiating appeal.

Cao Jinse lifted her phone, scrutinizing it against the nearby Sister Luck.

"That's my bare-faced appearance."

Precisely.

That's my look sans intense cosmetics.

Even now, with Sister Luck's heavy eyeliner and siren gown transforming her look, a close look at the contours and figure confirms she's the pictured Qicai Technology exec, Lou Meili.

Cao Jinse set the phone aside, affirmed the identity, and showed no astonishment.

A woman leading a company remains human, pursuing her passions and likes.

Lots of folks switch personas entirely between professional and personal spheres.

"Sister, and you?"

"I'm far less renowned than CEO Lou."

Correct.

Princess Cao's details surely evade online searches.

"Hand over a card, perhaps down the line, opportunities for partnership arise."

As a savvy entrepreneur, Sister Luck avoids gullibility. She's impressive, yet the counterpart probably isn't commonplace.

Besides, maintaining such poise post-identity check—who could?

Contending for a fellow is separate.

Yet that doesn't demand turning foes.

Business lurks in every corner of existence.

"Apologies, I forgot my cards."

Forgetting them rings true, though the point is she might not rely on one anyway.

A quick intro would do.

Still, since the other refused to divulge, she saw no point in pressing. Sister Luck returned to the core issue.

"Alright then, shall we move forward with the arrangement?"

Sister Luck brimmed with assurance, deeming it sealed, unaware the other would offer a faint grin and deny with a head shake once more.

"No."

Sister Luck's forehead creased, fury rising naturally within her, though she held it in check.

As had been noted moments ago.

Succeeding in taking over and expanding a parental enterprise demands that such an individual isn't dim-witted.