I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2323 - 1475: Journey to the Western Heaven (2)

It appears that only delivery personnel at Speed hold official roles, while other companies utilize temporary staff.

The influence of wealth is indeed profound.

This stands as yet another striking illustration of that fact.

An entire sector has undergone a complete metamorphosis.

The self-respect of countless individuals has been restored.

Niu Jili gazed at the young man, he hesitated multiple times, ultimately unable to refrain from speaking, "If there's an opportunity, I'd like to invite the delivery team for a drink with Mr. Jiang. We should all express our gratitude to him."

Jiang Chen offered a nonchalant smile.

"I am a businessman. My actions are always motivated by profit. They labor for me, generating profit for me, and in return, I compensate them with value equivalent to their work. What need is there for gratitude?"

Though this was not her initial encounter with him, Niu Jili remained consistently impressed by his bearing.

In contrast to those who achieve prominence only to depart, he remains steadfastly committed to this very ground.

Throughout history, irrespective of the era, this land has weathered adversity yet invariably rejuvenates, seemingly due to the presence of individuals like this young man.

He nodded, "What Mr. Jiang states is accurate. Those who offer kindness receive kindness in return; those who bestow blessings are blessed in turn. Mr. Jiang requires no gratitude whatsoever."

"However, simply sharing a drink and conversing is always enjoyable."

Jiang Chen remarked with a hint of amusement.

Niu Jili chuckled heartily.

After a brief conversation with Niu Jili at Speed, Jiang Chen departed, bypassing a visit to Jiuding Group within the same vicinity, and drove out of this park, regarded as a hallowed ground by all entrepreneurs.

His next appearance was in the company of esteemed international guests.

Unburdened by concerns, upon closer examination, Jiang Chen found that the other individual's facial structure fully merited the description of exquisite. Were they not a Death Warrior, they could undoubtedly find a place in the entertainment industry.

Naturally.

The conventional kind, aligned with public morality.

"How many individuals of your caliber does the Fujiwara Family possess?"

Internally, the meeting was still in progress, allowing Jiang Chen a relaxed disposition as he chatted with the companion, not seeking information, but merely occupying his time.

This time, he was not tardy, yet he had no intention of attending the meeting at all.

While not affiliated with any party, nor possessing the heightened awareness of Princess Cao, this does not imply Jiang Chen lacks prudence.

His deliberate actions, such as not rushing to engage officials immediately after receiving intelligence from Sky Net, serve as clear evidence.

He primarily functioned as a liaison.

For someone in his position as a businessman, excessive involvement in political affairs is unbecoming.

At the very least.

It is unwise to be overly conspicuous.

He is not a public figure; there is no necessity for exposure. On the contrary, maintaining a low profile and avoiding ostentation is key to averting trouble.

The former leader of Hengsheng Group, once a brilliant star, serves as a poignant example.

The same principle applies when operating internationally.

True visionaries and influential figures have consistently operated from the shadows.

Sakura, entrusted with the security of Fujiwara Reiki during this expedition to the East, observed him, meeting his gaze, offering profound respect but withholding a direct response.

Boss Jiang was engaging in casual conversation, yet he had, in fact, touched upon sensitive family secrets.

As a Death Warrior, how could she possibly divulge core family intelligence?

"Did she truly bring only you on this trip? Are there others concealed, observing from the periphery?"

Recognizing his potentially intrusive line of questioning, Jiang Chen swiftly shifted the topic.

Sakura remained silent.

If one had not heard her speak previously, it would be easy to assume she was mute.

"My intentions are harmless; I simply wish to ascertain if she rejects the protection offered by Shen Zhou and if her personal security arrangements are sufficient."

"Miss stated that Shen Zhou is a secure nation."

Sakura finally responded.

That is indeed accurate.

It is no exaggeration to assert that the level of security in Shen Zhou ranks among the highest globally.

"Have you visited Shen Zhou previously?"

Jiang Chen inquired.

Sakura inclined her head in negation.

"Not even once?"

Jiang Chen expressed surprise, "Then how is your command of the Chinese language so proficient?"

"Chinese is a mandatory subject for us."

Sakura replied concisely.

Presumably, such information is not considered classified.

The Imperial Family adheres to this practice.

The Death Warriors are similarly trained.

From the highest echelons to the lowest within Japanese society, there appears to be a profound admiration for Shen Zhou's culture, yet paradoxically, a simultaneous sentiment of opposition and animosity towards it.

A confluence of contradictions, a complex tapestry of emotions...

But that is characteristic of the Japanese.

"At what age do individuals like yourself, Death Warriors, typically conclude their service?"

Boss Jiang's thoughts were quite unpredictable, making it challenging even for Fujiwara Reiki to keep pace, let alone Sakura.

"Upon retirement, does the Fujiwara Family provide financial support?"

As a citizen of Shen Zhou, Jiang Chen naturally felt unfamiliar with the practice of cultivating Death Warriors and was thus curious.

"We do not retire; we only face death."

Sakura responded, her tone unwavering.

Jiang Chen was deeply touched, unable to suppress his respect.

This demonstrated true professionalism.

Jiang Chen was convinced that wealth held no sway over this ninja; for such individuals, true loyalty was a tangible commodity.

Moreover, he acknowledged that the Japanese possessed a unique aptitude for mental conditioning.

"Hasn't a single Death Warrior ever reached retirement age?"

Sensing the unspoken implication, Jiang Chen sighed, gaining a deeper understanding of these venerable, old-world families.

If the ultimate destiny for these Death Warriors was indeed death, it could only signify that their adversaries and targets had likewise paid a heavy toll.

"What a pity," he murmured, his gaze falling upon her refined features.

He mused that in the competitive dating scene of Shen Zhou, her standards would likely begin with securing villas and demanding millions in bride price.

"What is Jiang Sang discussing with Sakura?"

A melodious voice cut through the air as Fujiwara Reiki approached with a smile.

"Are you finished?"

Fujiwara Reiki glanced at Sakura, whose allure alone could command attention, then turned to Jiang Chen. "Yes, finished. However, I couldn't make a breakthrough without Jiang Sang. I thought you were occupied with something vital, but it seems you've been captivated by Sakura."

Sakura, standing nearby, heard every word but maintained a stoic expression, as if the conversation was entirely unrelated to her.

"If Jiang Sang truly fancies Sakura, Li Ji will gladly offer her to you," Fujiwara Reiki declared magnanimously. Perhaps, in her perspective, this was only natural. Death Warriors were merely instruments, but for Jiang Chen, steeped in Confucian values, managing such matters wouldn't be as straightforward as it was for her.

"You likely require her services for the time being."

"Not at all. As long as Jiang Sang desires her, Li Ji can provide anything."

Observing the oblivious Demoness, Jiang Chen casually slipped a hand into his pocket and stated coolly, "Someone has you in their sights."

Fujiwara Reiki tilted her head, her eyes betraying a flicker of uncertainty.

"They're targeting Li Ji?"

"Precisely."

"What does Jiang Sang mean by that? Could you elaborate?"

"You're aware that numerous criminal syndicates operate globally, specializing in human trafficking. They've set their sights on you," Jiang Chen explained earnestly. He looked at her captivating face. "As for their motives for abducting you, you should be well aware."

Fujiwara Reiki first exhibited surprise, then fell silent before finally letting out a delicate laugh. "Is Jiang Sang trying to frighten Li Ji?"

"Given your attributes, you could command a substantial price."

Jiang Chen replied matter-of-factly.

Fujiwara Reiki's smile broadened, her eyes shimmering as she gazed at him. "Where did Jiang Sang obtain this information? Is this some scheme concocted by yourself..."

"Jiang Sang has no need for such superfluous actions."

"I'm not jesting. Exercise caution in the coming days."

"Jiang Sang is becoming quite manly."

Indeed, women were drawn to displays of strength.

The fact that he, rather than she, had received this intelligence, even though she hadn't personally received any warning, caused Fujiwara Reiki's gaze to intensify with adoration.

Unperturbed by the captivating stare, Jiang Chen continued, "If there's nothing else, refrain from wandering into risky areas, like visiting Apang Palace."

"Is Jiang Sang concerned that Li Ji might inadvertently cause you trouble?"

A subtle hint of pique flickered in Fujiwara Reiki's eyes.

Deciding further conversation was futile, and perhaps still irked by the earlier 'poisoning', Jiang Chen turned and entered his vehicle.

"Sigh..."

Fujiwara Reiki watched him depart with a cool demeanor, making no attempt to detain him. She murmured to herself, "The quest for the true essence in the Western Heaven often entails encountering certain tribulations, doesn't it?"

Sakura kept her head lowered, remaining silent.

The Western Heaven?

Ah, yes.

Geographically speaking, Shen Zhou did indeed lie to the west of Japan.

However,

Had the character for 'essence' been mistyped?

After Jiang Chen drove away, Fujiwara Reiki calmly entered her own car.