I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2186 - 1397: First Update

The pristine white aircraft soared like a graceful seagull across the clear blue heavens.

'It's been ages since I last visited Kyoto.'

As the plane touched down in the Kyoto terminal, Wang let out a heavy sigh, then glanced over at the Fourth Miss, who coincidentally shared the same flight with him.

Indeed.

It was purely coincidental.

'Is the Fourth Miss heading back after the conference? What's the date? Perhaps we could journey back together.'

Tch.

He's thinking of traveling both ways together.

'Uncertain.'

To this rising star in Haojiang, who also served as the family's prime cash generator, the stunning, runway-ready Fourth Miss He extended standard courtesy—not overly warm, but far from frosty.

'No worries, I can linger for the Fourth Miss.'

While strolling and chatting, they stepped into the airport's exclusive VIP channel, with the attendants trailing silently in the rear.

'No thanks, until we meet again in Haojiang.'

Zhong Xiaoye, facing rejection once more, brushed it off. Clad in a crisp suit with perfectly groomed hair, he embodied refined sophistication.

'Very well.'

He halted at the right moment outside the airport, 'Fourth Miss, safe travels.'

Their reasons for arriving in Kyoto differed, so their routes would soon separate.

Fourth Miss He gave a nod and departed with her group.

Zhong Xiaoye narrowed his eyes, observing as she entered the waiting vehicles.

'Boss, the Fourth Miss is awfully arrogant. Even the Second Miss wouldn't act so dismissively around you.'

Once the others were gone, one of Zhong Xiaoye's subordinates couldn't contain himself, voicing support for his leader.

The rise of one lifts those around.

Though he spoke in hushed tones, in Haojiang, he wielded immense power, commanding total dominance. When he ordered a hand severed, it wasn't mistaken for a leg.

Zhong Xiaoye shot him a chilling stare.

That single gaze made the devoted subordinate tremble.

'Hit yourself.'

'Slap, slap, slap...'

Without hesitation, the subordinate smacked his cheeks with resounding force, ignoring onlookers, performing it with full sincerity.

Where there is a tiger, peril lurks.

Serving under such a leader demands grasping a key truth.

Both storm and drizzle bring favor.

'Does the Fourth Miss resemble folks like us? She's in Kyoto for a major national summit—how can we compare?'

The subordinate, cheeks flushed from the blows, bobbed his head eagerly, bowing in agreement.

'The boss speaks wisely! I was talking rubbish.'

Having given the light reprimand, Zhong Xiaoye let it drop and proceeded to his waiting cars.

His energetic team members fell in step right away.

'Boss, we've secured the booking at the Kyoto Hotel.'

The Kyoto Hotel.

Situated beside the Forbidden City.

It may not claim the top spot among Kyoto's lodgings, but its distinctiveness is unmatched.

Against the He Family, he might lack deep roots, yet the sole gap lies in their underworld standing.

With sufficient time, eclipsing the He Family poses no challenge!

'Divert to that Heaven and Earth Bank you brought up first.'

Zhong Xiaoye stated matter-of-factly.

'Got it.'

The subordinate promptly directed the change, and the motorcade adjusted its path.

'Boss, I've tested this Heaven and Earth Bank already; they possess clever methods for shifting five billion without drawing attention.'

Though the mark on his face lingered, he acted as if undisturbed. Such poise marks those destined for success.

Haojiang's operations stay within legal bounds, yet their ace lies in the worldwide online betting realm of Moon City and international ventures.

This touches on a vital matter.

Transforming illegitimate earnings into clean money.

The process of laundering funds generally splits into three phases.

Placement.

Layering.

And integration.

Placement marks the initial laundering step, injecting illicit cash into the financial network. Typical approaches involve fragmenting deposits, dividing hefty amounts into modest sums to bypass oversight. Cash can also be smuggled abroad for banking. Industries heavy on cash flows, such as hospitality and dining, blend dirty money with routine income. Buying valuables like artworks or gems works too, since they're simple to liquidate and valuable, helping conceal origins.

That's why certain baffling artworks at auctions command equally baffling sums.

Next is layering, which veils the funds' source via intricate dealings, like electronic transfers across numerous accounts or nations to thwart pursuit. Shell firms or overseas shells, void of real operations, exist just to shuttle and conceal money. Stock market trades, rapid flips of shares and bonds, muddle the money trail. Virtual currencies shine here too, thanks to their anonymity, ideal for masking assets.

The final phase, integration, folds the cleansed funds back into legitimate commerce, via sham investments—in properties, movies, or enterprises—to present dirty cash as honest gains. Funds can secure real loans as backing. Acquiring luxuries or properties like high-end vehicles or estates, then selling for cash, completes the cycle.

To sum up.

Foul liquid can't serve straight; it demands cleansing. For massive quantities, broadening pathways boosts speed and cuts detection risks from authorities.

The He Family dispatched He Yihui to Kyoto on formal duties, whereas one of Zhong Xiaoye's aims this visit was forging an alliance with the fresh Heaven and Earth Bank.

'Heaven and Earth Bank. May its capabilities live up to the bold title.'

Financial Street, building twenty-six.

As Zhong Xiaoye entered the bank's entrance, a greeter stood ready.

'Mr. Xiao.'

Yet the address went to his subordinate, not him.

Indeed.

Regardless of Zhong Xiaoye's dominance in Haojiang or his mainland dealings, he wasn't famous; not all would recognize him.

Banks naturally identify their account holders.

By Heaven and Earth Bank's client tiers, the subordinate who discussed moving tens of billions must hold billions in assets, qualifying as a Red Card VIP.

Even so, remarkably, just one manager showed for the welcome; the president stayed absent.

Zhong Xiaoye arrived with only one companion and remained unruffled, quiet, but his subordinate surnamed Xiao felt insulted.

'Manager Li, did you overlook that my boss is visiting today?'

The manager eyed Zhong Xiaoye, flashing a standard grin, 'Naturally, Mr. Xiao, we've noted your words. Our president is expecting both of you in the office.'

In the office?

Ha.

Quite the VIP treatment!

The subordinate's irritation eased a bit, ready to flare up anew, but a voice reached him.

'Kindly show us the way.'

He fell silent at once.

'Right this way, sirs.'

Zhong Xiaoye proceeded steadily.

Being treated as a bigwig is advantageous.

A bigwig.

Signifies power.

What he seeks is a capable ally.