I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2387 - 1512: If There Is a Next Life

Sha City Airport.

Shortly after his plane touched down, an individual who had been away returned to his hometown, spotting his childhood friend standing alone within the airport's arrival hall.

She wore sunglasses, projecting an image of dignity, tranquility, intelligence, and effortless composure.

It appeared she had been waiting there for an extended period.

Her presence felt constant, unwavering.

Jiang Chen, traveling without any luggage, showed no surprise and approached with a grin, "Yo, what a surprise meeting! Who are you here to pick up?"

The dark lenses of her sunglasses obscured her eyes, yet her face, which had transitioned from a playful youthfulness to a mature gentleness, consistently evoked a profound sense of inner peace.

"Right on time."

Was she referring to the exact moment the plane landed?

Tianci Airlines held a significant partnership with Sha City Airport, accounting for close to 60% of its passenger traffic. The airline dedicated itself to fostering external exchanges for Sha City and, by optimizing public transportation costs and efficiency, contributed to the city's growth, prioritizing its reputation. Consequently, punctuality was a given.

Naturally.

Fang Qing was clearly not offering praise to Tianci Airlines.

"No matter how occupied I am, I wouldn't miss Tie Jun's wedding."

Indeed.

Tie Jun was getting married.

He was the first among their group of childhood friends to enter the 'grave of marriage'—no, the 'hall of marriage.'

The childhood friends exited the airport together.

"Where's Tong Dan? Leaking passenger flight information privately carries legal consequences."

Jiang Chen had intentionally kept his return a secret from everyone.

Regardless of how astute Qing Gege was, she couldn't have foreseen his arrival without an inside source, a 'mole,' so to speak.

The term 'mole' felt particularly fitting in this situation.

Tong Dan, who had always been rather critical, eventually yielded to reality, overwhelmed by someone's immense financial influence.

The collaboration between Tianci Airlines and Sha City—even for a minor city not even considered third-tier—had resulted in the establishment of direct international flight routes to Tokyo, all managed under Tong Dan's supervision.

It wasn't solely the fates of newcomers like Xu Siyi and Luo Li'er that Jiang Chen had reshaped; even seasoned individuals like Tong Dan had been impacted.

In truth, the transformation wasn't limited to people.

Hadn't this city, lagging behind the times, undergone a similar change?

While some pursued education to escape their impoverished circumstances at home, others were driven by the ambition to help their hometown break free from poverty.

"Didn't you prefer to maintain a low profile? She isn't here."

Tong Dan, now based in Sha City and undeniably a figure of influence, was a far more significant presence than she had been as a mere flight attendant. If she had appeared, it would have inevitably drawn attention at the airport, let alone other unforeseen consequences.

"She's afraid I'll scold her."

Jiang Chen chuckled, "If I were to scold her now, she probably wouldn't dare to talk back."

Fang Qing walked alongside him, seemingly unfazed by his somewhat 'presumptuous' demeanor, "Why did you return by yourself?"

"Otherwise, how many should there be?"

Jiang Chen seemed perplexed.

"Where is Shu Rui?"

"Ah, I completely forgot."

Jiang Chen expressed regret, as if just recalling the omission, "But she’s quite busy, and Tie Jun hasn’t even met her yet; never mind, we'll find another occasion."

It was true that Tie Jun had not yet met Li Shuru.

What kind of an excuse was that?

Bringing a girlfriend to a friend's wedding was a natural course of action; did it truly matter if they hadn't formally met?

Wasn't it simply an opportunity for introduction?

An oversight on his part.

A genuine lapse in consideration.

Fang Qing did not press the issue further.

Even with the assistance of Tianci Airlines, the flight from East Sea to Sha City took a mere two hours.

They proceeded out of the airport.

The luxury sedan parked by the roadside was the very vehicle that had been gifted to him earlier.

The pair entered the car.

"Has Fu Zili been released yet?"

"He still has two more months to serve."

"So he won't be able to attend Tie Jun's wedding?"

"Logically speaking, no."

Fang Qing started the Maserati's engine.

As a legal professional, her diction possessed a remarkable degree of elegance.

"Find a way. After so many years of friendship, missing Tie Jun's wedding—Tie Jun might not voice any complaints, but he would undoubtedly feel a pang of regret deep down."

Jiang Chen offered a smile.

Although he hadn't intervened when Fu Zili was incarcerated due to conflicts of interest back then, nor had he visited him, the bond of childhood friends remained unbreakable.

Having been confined for such an extended period, Fu Zili had certainly paid his dues.

"Mm."

Fang Qing appeared to have been anticipating this very instruction.

In metropolitan centers like Kyoto and East Sea, one could easily create significant ripples; in a smaller city like Sha City, this was even more pronounced.

Without requiring his direct involvement, Fang Qing or even Tong Dan could facilitate Fu Zili's release with relative ease, but without explicit instruction, none would act unilaterally.

"Hoo—"

The car window slid down.

Jiang Chen extended his hand, embracing the familiar air of his hometown.

As they passed a flower shop, Fang Qing brought the car to a halt.

Jiang Chen smiled, a sense of quiet understanding dawning within him.

To comprehend him so implicitly—that was the essence of Qing Gege.

This was an understanding that could not be replicated elsewhere.

"Just a moment."

Jiang Chen exited the vehicle and strode towards the Qiliangxiang Flower Shop. Inside, the proprietress, a young woman with short hair, was occupied with trimming blossoms. The elegant curve of her profile caught Jiang Chen's eye as he drew near.

"Are you here to buy some flowers?"

Aware of his approach, the shop owner set down her shears, stood upright, and turned to face him.

Her delicate features came into clear view, and Jiang Chen offered a slight smile. "Yes, I'd like a bouquet of lilies, please."

"Certainly."

The young florist immediately became professional, retrieving an iPad. "We have several arrangement styles. Please take a look and see if any appeal to you."

"Something simple will suffice. Could you select it for me? I'm rather pressed for time."

"Understood."

The shop owner set to work with professional grace, selecting two of the most pristine lilies. Her movements were precise, and her focus on the arrangement was absolute. Despite her youthful appearance, she was clearly experienced in her craft.

"Feel free to have a seat for a moment; it won't take long, just a few minutes."

"Thank you. I was seated for two hours on the plane, so standing for a bit is fine."

Boss Jiang, as always, was a man of easygoing demeanor.

The florist, unaware of the true identity of this distinguished customer who appeared to be roughly her age, engaged in casual conversation as she worked. "You've just returned from a trip, haven't you?"