I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2214 - 1413: Summer of Juchiro

Tianci, Tiandi, Tianfa, Sky Net...

Standing alone, these words seem quite unremarkable, but when combined, they are enough to make anyone gasp in astonishment.

It mirrors the exact reaction Hu Die had.

Hiss—

Such breathtaking ambition.

When Jiang Chen initially founded Tianci Capital—back when he was still an undergraduate without a diploma—he certainly lacked long-term strategic vision. His intentions were straightforward; he viewed the firm merely as a vehicle to enter the business world, devoid of any rigid, overarching plan for the future.

After all, they were just a small group of greenhorns at the time, nowhere near the level of Yang Qinghua and her backing from a national think tank.

In truth, throughout the five-thousand-year chronicle of Shen Zhou,

Countless individuals who rose from obscurity to become emperors began with no grander goal than simply putting food on the table. Yet, as their journey unfolded, they arrived at destinations beyond their wildest dreams.

Therefore.

The path is paved by feet.

Endless rumination achieves nothing.

Stop second-guessing and just act. Miracles often blossom from humble beginnings, and through persistent, quiet labor, monumental feats can be achieved without fanfare or agony.

Naturally.

Jiang Chen is no longer that naive student of the past; by now, his future is mapped out with a clear, strategic framework.

Do not be fooled into thinking business is limited to the traditional trifecta of sales, manufacturing, and R&D. Small ventures are fine, but as an enterprise scales, its operational structure undergoes a total metamorphosis.

If a massive corporation were a living entity, its intelligence network would function as its eyes and ears, making its necessity undeniable.

As for the matter of Hu Die’s trustworthiness...

As Boss Jiang bluntly stated to her face.

It is not a matter of arrogance.

It simply carries no weight.

The mediocre toil with their hands, the average utilize their intellect, but the elite manage people.

The quintessential quality of a leader is the ability to identify and leverage talent. As long as someone’s skills align with the task, that is sufficient. As for the question of loyalty—

What is loyalty worth in hard currency?

We live in an age of contracts, not an ancient feudal system. Employment is a transactional relationship where both sides secure what they require. Look at the core members of Boss Jiang’s "Tian" series; were they not plucked out of nowhere? Aside from Luo Peng and a few old roommates, the others were mere acquaintances at the start. Yet, their performance today is nothing short of exemplary.

Hmm.

Hu Die is a unique case, but Boss Jiang isn't foolish enough to grant her significant authority immediately.

Although his management style is unconventional and daring, Boss Jiang is not gullible. The first task he assigned to Hu Die was simply to serve as an "instructor."

If she happens to be a masochist, it is of no consequence; any information she might leak would hardly constitute core secrets.

As for future developments, we shall wait and see without haste. It is merely a small favor for Fang Jun, allowing Hu Die to pass the time, much like the main purpose of vocational schools is simply to keep idle youth off the streets.

When you are busy in the classroom, you are far less likely to cause mischief.

Besides.

Are there truly so many masochists in this world?

Boss Jiang is skeptical.

The arched branches of the plane trees cast shadows over the path. A student on a bicycle looked vibrant and cheerful, the rhythmic rattling of his bike chain startling a pair of white wagtails into the air. Near the corner vending machine, a girl in a baseball jacket leaned down to retrieve a bottle of chilled lemon tea...

The ambiance of a university campus naturally puts one in a pleasant mood, often eliciting a smile. Everywhere one looks, there is the palpable vitality and aesthetic of youth.

While the education system itself is frequently critiqued, elite institutions such as Kyoto University in Shen Zhou are devoid of the suffocating, heavy atmosphere found in stereotypes. Having visited several times, Jiang Chen speaks with authority on the matter.

Look.

There is even a boy sitting on the grassy slope, strumming a ukulele while he should be in a lecture.

The melody seemed to be from "Summer of Juzo."

It is the afternoon now; it would feel even more poignant at dusk.

However, it exists in a different rhythm.

Back in college, they sometimes played the guitar—Luo Peng being the prime example. It wasn't born of genuine passion but rather a tactic to impress girls. This boy, however, was lost in his own musical world, playing for the sheer joy of it, regardless of whether anyone was listening.

Kyoto University students are indeed of high caliber; many passed by, offering friendly and appreciative smiles without disrupting his session. Only Jiang Chen, having nothing pressing to do, slowed his pace, climbed the slope, and sat at a respectful distance to listen, as no ticket was required.

Azure skies and drifting clouds.

Verdant grass and gentle sunlight.

Truly perfect weather for reflection.

Immediately following his graduation, Jiang Chen has been in a state of constant motion, yet here he feels a sudden, intense yearning to lie down and drift off—much like he did during his days at East University.

"Care to play?"

The boy paused his rendition of "Summer of Juzo." Upon spotting Jiang Chen, he initiated the greeting. He held a resemblance to Boss Jiang, carrying that same gentle demeanor and a bright, optimistic smile that revealed white teeth.

Perhaps that is precisely why Boss Jiang paused; he saw an echo of his younger self.

Of course.

No two leaves are identical in this world.

Let alone human beings.

Furthermore, the Boss Jiang of today is incomparable to the man he once was.