I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2263 - 1440: Influential Ladies with Divine Skills (Part 2)

"Pei Zhi, you're quite close to Jiang Chen—share with us sisters what he's truly like?"

"What specific side of him are you curious about, Pei Zhi?"

"Naturally... every single aspect. Is he genuinely that captivating? He managed to outshine everyone else and approach the Cao Family member. That's no small feat. I figured young Song had it locked in."

"The Song Family has lost its edge. They've suffered defeat after defeat, even failing to hold onto Fang Jun. If I were in the Cao Family member's shoes, I'd overlook him as well."

"You all are talking so lively, yet Pei Zhi stays silent."

"Right, Pei Zhi, spill it. Or better yet, why not call him here? Isn't he currently in Kyoto?"

If that person actually showed up and spotted all these "sisters," he'd be utterly shocked for sure.

Yet, how could Lan Peizhi possibly make that happen?

She had acted as the go-between to introduce him to Princess Cao, only for him to hold it against her afterward.

Cao Jinse was one matter.

These women here might not all be "virtuous ladies," but they were married nonetheless.

Heaven knows what kind of chaos could erupt.

Lan Peizhi had likely grasped that person's true character by now, so she remarked offhandedly, "If you're eyeing an affair, he's not the type for it."

"Why not?"

Shock didn't register on their faces; instead, curiosity sparked.

Precisely.

This was sisterly gossip.

A bit of teasing caused no harm.

Publicly, things would play out far differently.

"Because once the affair leaks, he'll bolt."

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A brief hush fell, followed by explosive laughter.

All but Lan Peizhi burst into guffaws, some doubling over, shoulders trembling as they gasped out words.

"Pei, Pei Zhi, I never knew you had such a witty side..."

"I heard he boldly clashed with the Japanese just to protect the Cao Family member—could he really be that unreliable?"

"You haven't caught Pei Zhi's meaning yet. It's not unreliability; he simply refuses to own up to entanglements with women like us."

"Haha, turns out that fellow is sharp and sly indeed."

The chuckles swelled even louder.

Lan Peizhi stayed composed, sipping her tea in silence.

"Enough with the banter. Pei Zhi, it's been forever since you called us together. What's the real purpose?"

One woman in the group kept her focus sharp.

The speaker donned a striking burgundy top, her features angular and commanding, exuding authority.

"Heard about Jinhai's plan to snag land for a second factory in Kyoto?"

"For real?"

"Yeah, word just reached me. It's apparently in Sha Bei, and the talks are nearly wrapped up."

Jinhai Industry's name rang bells for Kyoto's upper-crust ladies.

"Seriously? Rumors say it's hit a snag."

"Snag? What's the issue?"

Though they bantered like schoolgirls, these weren't naive youths—each possessed allure and savvy. They picked up the cue, eyes turning to Lan Peizhi in unison.

"Pei Zhi, is that the reason for this meetup?"

"I need Jinhai to secure that Kyoto land without hitches."

Right to the heart of it, as always.

Exactly so.

No strangers among them.

Their intimate jests confirmed their bond. What topic was off-limits?

"Shouldn't that be straightforward? Jinhai building a factory here benefits all."

Amid the fun and games, these top-tier ladies boasted keen views and deep understanding.

"...Is there some obstacle in play?"

Without complications, Pei Zhi wouldn't raise it. And Jinhai Industry's tie to her...

Fellow East Sea natives.

An inherent link.

"Certain parties oppose this project's success."

Lan Peizhi's statement hushed the cozy tea chamber.

The influential ladies exchanged glances.

To thwart Jinhai Industry and stall the partnership, forcing even Pei Zhi into a bind.

Whoever it was, they weren't pushovers.

"Pei Zhi, mind sharing the culprit's identity?"

The query came from the woman in the ornate cheongsam, tall and poised.

Lan Peizhi held steady.

"Jiuding Group."

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Silence hit like a paused recording.

The quiet deepened intensely.

They eyed one another.

No surprise Pei Zhi deemed it thorny—it truly was "troublesome."

"No need to go there, Pei Zhi. Just chat with the Cao Family member."

"Yeah, she's poised to helm Jiuding someday."

Hold on.

One lady pieced it together and ventured, "Pei Zhi, is the Cao Family member the one blocking Jinhai's Kyoto factory?"

Her words stunned the rest momentarily, then enlightenment spread.

Indeed.

Pei Zhi shared a tight bond with the Cao Family member, co-launching Great Wall Group—like allied kin. For any other foe, she'd lean on the princess to quash it effortlessly, unless the princess herself was the foe.

To them, Cao was a younger figure, yet none dismissed her lightly.

"Why though? What's her gain?"

Realization hit, breeding questions too.

"Doesn't Great Wall hold Jinhai shares?"

"Right, the Cao Family member wouldn't stoop to dirty tactics, would she?"

Princess Cao enjoyed stellar standing in Kyoto, fueling the puzzle, so all pivoted to Lan Peizhi.

But Lan Peizhi wouldn't clarify.

"Troublemaker aside, are you in or out?"

One pondered too deeply.

Blood Guanyin earned her moniker for her unswayed, steely resolve.

In truth, such women shared a trait.

They either stayed out or dove headlong once committed.

Mere talk wouldn't cut it.

"Pei Zhi, reconsider—given your rapport with her. If you proceed..."

"Yes, talk it out with her. Keep it amicable."

Persuasion attempts flowed.

These were genuine allies, not superficial ones.

Should strife ignite, win or lose, ties could shatter irreparably.

"No pressure if you opt out."

Facing the unflappable Lan Peizhi, the ladies sighed inwardly.

That was pure Pei Zhi.

"Pei Zhi, know this: it's trivial for us, and no fault will fall on us."

Negotiate?

Lan Peizhi shunned that route, particularly after that person kept warning her off contact with Cao Jinse.

This avenue was sealed.

"Don't push too hard."

Were Jiang present, he'd applaud heartily.

True mastery of dialogue.

Naturally.

His presence would shatter any thumbs-up mood—not mere headache, but potential meltdown.

"So you're saying we're committed regardless."

The elite women gave wry grins.

"We're sisters, after all."

"Yeah, with you drawing fire, we've got nothing to worry about."

The mood swiftly warmed.

As though.

No issue had arisen.

Don't mistake their ease; beyond these walls, each wielded immense clout.

Furthermore.

They embodied more than selves.

Families, clans, factions backed them!

Lan Peizhi raised her teacup, offering a tea toast in lieu of wine.

"Thank you all."

"Hehe, no need—just host more tea sessions."

Laughter and cheer filled the tea room.