I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2241 - 1427: What Do You Want to Do?! (2)

Furthermore.

Triangles offer stability.

With Lan Peizhi away on a business trip and another person still absent, only one possibility exists: the two women here share a silent pact to leave him out of the loop.

"Few call me humorous; it might just be the company I keep."

This is what a top-tier clash looks like.

Soft like a gentle wind, but every phrase sharp and cutting.

Shi Qianxi’s face flickered for a second. Though she anticipated a tough battle today, the intense pressure hit her harder than expected from the very beginning.

Yet she remains Shi Qianxi, offspring of Shi Zhenhua and Meng Meiling.

"Influenced by proximity."

Shi Qianxi gave a light smile, holding her ground firmly as she locked eyes without backing down, "But after knowing him for years, I’ve never seen him act so petty. Plenty have ridiculed and taunted him, but he never stoops to dirty tricks for revenge."

"Is that so?"

Cao Jinse answered calmly, a slight smirk playing on her lips, "That just shows you don’t understand him deeply enough."

All of them were grown-ups.

How could they resort to brawling?

Still, the unseen strain in the conference room felt thicker than a tangled mess of hair.

"I don’t know him well enough?"

Shi Qianxi replied steadily, "When I first met him, he was still a student at East University. Had Mr. Cao even heard of him back then?"

"Miss Shi, being sensible, must realize it’s not about who arrives first or last, but seizing the moment. Have you ever ridden the subway, Miss Shi? I have. The one who gets on earliest doesn’t always ride to the final stop with you."

Shi Qianxi stayed quiet for a beat, then flashed a radiant smile.

"Mr. Cao has a valid argument, but perhaps the person you want to ride to the end already wears a ring."

Cao Jinse’s smile stayed subtle.

"Or perhaps it’s merely decoration."

Shi Qianxi’s eyes narrowed, her grin stiffening a bit.

"Countless firms out there rake in huge profits, yet they still scheme to snatch away the market and deals from tiny startups. As one of Shen Zhou’s top business leaders, Mr. Cao, do you see that as fair play?"

The conference room went quiet.

During that brief lull, another voice broke through.

"I’ve always admired Chairman Shi Zhenhua. Has Miss Shi asked him if, while building Jinhai from the ground up, he endured the kind of ’bullying’ from giants that Miss Shi mentions? And once Jinhai grew massive, did it ever ’bully’ smaller players?"

Cao Jinse wore a faint smile.

"Miss Shi, like myself, operates in business. Moreover, I notice Miss Shi’s approach seems even more ’ruthless’ than mine. In deals, did Miss Shi ever hand over contracts because of a rival’s struggles?"

With her no-nonsense temperament, Shi Qianxi kept her cool without a hint of embarrassment. She shot back right away, "So, what plans does Jiuding Group have for that land? Or rather, what does Miss Cao plan to do with it?"

"Trade secret, Miss Shi. Apologies."

It was truly a battle of pointed barbs.

No hiding at all.

"Jiuding Group has greatly boosted Kyoto’s economy and the nation’s growth. If Jiuding also eyes that land, Jinhai will happily step aside."

Shi Qianxi retreated strategically to press forward.

In the end, she understood perfectly that the rival had no real interest in the land—it stemmed purely from personal rivalry!

If push came to shove.

She’d follow her mother’s playbook.

No one emerges victorious.

"Jinhai shows tremendous enthusiasm for that land."

"Hah."

Shi Qianxi bit back a scoff. She hated pretense anyway, and with the showdown in full swing, she dropped any pretense of perfection.

"No matter Jinhai’s eagerness, if Jiuding desires it, Jinhai will graciously yield."

Lose the battle, but hold the moral high ground.

If one spot shuts you out, others will open their doors.

What more could she do now?

Even if slinking back defeated left a scar and haunting regret for life, she’d confront it head-on with optimism.

"If Miss Shi agrees, why not strike a deal?"

"No deal!"

Shi Qianxi refused on instinct without pause, unclear what sparked her reaction.

"Miss Shi won’t even hear the terms?"

"No need."

Shi Qianxi stood firm, "I won’t sell out my feelings for gain."

Cao Jinse watched her quietly, eyes calm but layered with unspoken depth, then smiled and said, "Miss Shi may have the wrong idea. I want to buy all your shares in Great Wall Group."

Shi Qianxi blinked in surprise.

Unexpected twist.

This was her proposal?

Far from her expectations, yet the well-prepped Shi Qianxi refused to lower her defenses.

The exchange convinced her this foe was truly formidable.

"In any case, Miss Shi seldom involves herself in Great Wall matters. Why not cash out the shares and pour energy where it counts."

This remark rang true.

Though a founding member, Shi Qianxi barely participated in Great Wall Group.

Her original stake came more from personal aims than company loyalty—just dropping fifty billion to build ties.

Blood Guanyin, Princess Cao.

That cash was well spent, no doubt.

But life throws curveballs.

Some bonds defy money’s power.

Shi Qianxi composed herself, mind whirling.

Trading Great Wall shares for smooth approval of Jinhai’s second Kyoto factory project would benefit Jinhai immensely, perhaps a steal.

Yet business demands weighing not just profits, but who you face across the table.

"Is Miss Cao in earnest?"

"Absolutely."

Princess Cao grinned, "Agree, and we sign tomorrow, with fifty billion wired straight to Jinhai’s account."

"How much?"

Shi Qianxi gasped, wondering if she’d caught it wrong.

"Didn’t Jinhai invest fifty billion initially in Great Wall?"

Shi Qianxi’s breathing hastened; she nearly pounded the desk and leaped up.

What nonsense!

No kid in grade school would math like that!

Cash from a decade ago buys more than today’s equivalent.

Her Great Wall stake was fifty billion, making her the tiniest backer then, when the firm was newborn.

It’s akin to fronting ten million to a broke dreamer who skyrockets to riches, multiplying funds a hundred or thousand times. You’d claim your share of success, but he slaps down exactly ten million and says scram.

Even the chest would heave in fury!

Shi Qianxi’s complexion shifted, lips pressed thin, faint veins popping on her flawless brow.

Impressive.

She held back from exploding in curses.

"Fifty billion, not even covering interest."

Princess Cao smiled.

"Miss Shi is truly a sharp businesswoman. Fine, let’s add interest."

As predicted.

Where’s the kindness?

This was pure insult.

Way over the edge!

Miss Shi was Miss Shi after all, and when she could take no more, no matter the opponent, she slammed up with a ’bang’, emotions erupting.

"You..."

"What do you think you’re doing?!"

Right then, the conference room door burst open, her eyes keenly watchful as Youmao shot a savage glare her way, fists clenched and poised to strike. In those sparkling eyes gleamed a spark of eagerness and thrill.

Back at Thirteen Tombs, she’d itched to act.

Cao Jinse remained seated composedly, utterly unshaken.