I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2436 - 1540: I Think So

When Fu Zili, the prominent number one boss of Sha City, finally walked out of the West Gate Detention Center after being detained for over a hundred days and nights, there was no grand scene awaiting him.

Just a few sparse, blurry figures in the dusk, casually chatting.

"Why aren’t you preparing for your wedding, what are you doing here?"

Fu Zili approached, jokingly scolding one of them.

"I’m here specifically to give you an invitation, Fu Boss’s wedding gift has been on my mind for a long time now."

He’s not pretending. As he spoke, Tie Jun truly took out a festive red invitation from his inner pocket, walked over, and handed it to him.

Fu Zili took it, opened it, and glanced at it.

"So formal?"

"Aside from other things, a wedding, it only happens once in a lifetime, of course, it has to follow the proper procedures."

Their eyes met.

The two simultaneously burst into laughter and then hugged each other tightly.

"Brother, congratulations on your wedding!"

Tie Jun also gave his back a hearty slap, "Lucky you got out in time, otherwise I’d hold this against you for a lifetime."

Fu Zili released his grip, "Your wedding, how could I possibly miss it, I’d even escape prison to make it."

Joking aside.

Everyone knows who to thank most to avoid any regrets.

Tie Jun stepped aside.

Fu Zili looked behind him, looking at the quietly observing couple.

"Jiang Chen and I’ve been waiting for you for over half an hour, we thought we got the date wrong."

Tie Jun added from the side.

Fu Zili took a gentle breath, holding the invitation, stepped forward, moved his lips but didn’t speak.

"Others come out of detention looking like they’ve been skinned, how come you look more spirited?"

Jiang Chen asked puzzledly.

"Maybe it’s because my schedule inside was too regular."

Jiang Chen nodded, eyeing the other’s head, "That hairstyle’s nice."

Fu Zili laughed heartily, "Ha ha, does it make me look younger than before?"

"Indeed, now it matches your real age."

Tie Jun came over.

Despite Fu Zili being the renowned boss of Sha City, driving a big Land Rover with slicked-back hair, always carrying a luxury bag when going out, he’s actually only two years older than they are, not yet thirty this year.

But in society, image really does matter.

A boss must look the part.

"Thanks, Fang Qing."

Fu Zili shifted his gaze.

The only woman in this small circle, Qing Gege, also joked, "Just be careful, don’t get caught again."

Immediately.

They were all amused.

"Getting caught again isn’t really up to me, but if I do, I won’t bother you guys again. Absolutely don’t worry about me."

"See, Fu Boss is always so aware. Always prepared for anything."

Tie Jun joked.

No one’s a child anymore.

In the underworld, one cannot always control their actions, it’s not just a simple movie line, it’s the reality for many like Fu Zili.

This world is never black and white, it’s a refined shade of gray.

People like Fu Zili who cut corners are not uncommon.

What can one do?

Standing on the moral high ground, ask him to abandon his past business and industries?

It’s easy enough for bystanders to just talk.

"I wasn’t here when you went in, today I’ll make up for it, find a place to blow off steam, it’s on me."

Jiang Chen said generously.

"Tsk, Fu Boss really holds sway."

Tie Jun mused, then reminded, "It’s a rare opportunity, you know the high-end places in Sha City, you pick the place."

Fu Zili waved dismissively, "No need to pick a place, just eat at yours."

Tie Jun was about to speak when he heard Fu Zili continue, winking at him, "Don’t let outsiders profit, temporarily adjust the price, like a skewer usually sells for three yuan, today you can sell it for five yuan, eight yuan."

Tie Jun beamed with a broad smile, giving a thumbs up.

"Great minds think alike. Truly a real brother."

"You two planning to fleece the fat sheep, could you at least keep it discreet?"

Jiang Chen walked to the Maserati’s driver’s side, opened the door, and called out, "Let’s go."

Tie Jun patted Fu Zili on the shoulder, "Get in the car."

Four people in two cars.

One in front, one behind.

There was no racing or speeding, leisurely driving along the road into the city, a sense of carefree leisure.

In a two hundred thousand domestic new energy vehicle, Fu Zili lowered the front passenger side window, feeling the taste of freedom.

"Junzi, I’m not going to your wedding but the gift money will definitely be there."

Tie Jun didn’t change his expression, holding the steering wheel, looking at the Maserati bumper ahead.

"What’s up? Regretting as soon as you got in the car? In the underworld, isn’t it about keeping one’s word?"

Fu Zili chuckled, leaning comfortably against his seat, "I’m just a convict, going right to a wedding after getting out feels unlucky."

"What convinct? Did the court convict you? You weren’t in prison, it was detention."

Fu Zili understood his friend’s intentions, despite feeling warmth, insisted, "I really won’t go. You don’t mind, but think about your wife’s side. If her family knows your buddy just got out of jail..."

"Shouldn’t the boss treat detention like a hotel?"

Tie Jun interrupted, "How did you get so sentimental after just one stint inside? That’s not your style."

Fu Zili scoffed, shaking his head, "I’m serious, you’re not alone now."

"I’m not joking either."

Tie Jun kept his eyes straight ahead driving, calm and serious, "Do you know why you got out early this time?"

"Thanks to Jiang Chen and Fang Qing."