I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2547 - 1599: Defying the Heavens Halfway

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Jiang Chen provided Jiang Huazi and Mai Encui with a contact number for the inspection team, offering a glimmer of hope in their seemingly unwinnable legal battle. Fang Weiguo and Pan Hui reflected on the importance of doing good deeds and expressed their admiration for Jiang Chen's actions. Fang Qing, showing newfound maturity, offered fruit to her parents, while Fang Weiguo questioned Jiang Chen about his potential connections within the inspection team.

This isn’t the first time Fang Weiguo has said such words, but today, it seemed to carry a different tone.

"You talk too much. Do you think you can say anything to the outside?"

"We won’t leak any secrets."

"This isn’t about leaking secrets or not. At such an age, you still behave like a child, not knowing what to ask and what not to?"

Fang Weiguo didn’t argue further, seemingly agreeing with his wife, and began picking his teeth with a toothpick.

"Uncle is just curious, pretend I didn’t say anything."

"I have no one in the inspection team."

In the end, Boss Jiang spoke up; the Fang Family was different from Zhang Zhongquan’s family.

Besides.

It was just to satisfy a bit of curiosity.

"But it was me who made the report call."

Fang Qing munched on a pear, silently observing.

Fang Weiguo stopped picking his teeth.

"You made the report call?"

Pan Hui asked in astonishment.

"Yes."

"So, in other words, you called the inspection team? Is that how I should understand it?" Fang Weiguo asked in a daze.

The humble and modest Boss Jiang couldn’t refute.

Fang Weiguo took the toothpick out of his mouth and suddenly remembered the day the little boy came, before his daughter sent a pear to Jiang Chen, mentioning that piece on "judgment."

His scalp suddenly tingled.

Social hierarchy.

Bureaucratic dominance.

These are traditional concepts that have been deeply ingrained in people’s hearts day after day for thousands of years.

Or rather, it’s the basic operating rule of this land.

Having money and having power are two completely different things.

So even though they’ve witnessed the Great Wall Headquarters in Kyoto, in the hearts of Mr. and Mrs. Fang, this kid was merely an impressive young entrepreneur.

But an entrepreneur is not authority.

Yet, with a casual remark from this kid earlier, they were bewildered.

A phone call brought the inspection team; just how much influence does that entail?

It seemed natural, but what if they tried calling?

No.

They didn’t even know the phone number.

"Crunch."

The sweet pear was bitten by two rows of white teeth, emitting a crisp sound, as Fang Qing chewed and mumbled, "Our country follows a socialist development path, but it’s a socialist development path with its own characteristics, so some things aren’t that clearly defined."

"What do you mean?"

Pan Hui didn’t understand.

But Fang Weiguo did.

Some words indeed shouldn’t be spoken carelessly.

It’s enough if you understand them in your heart.

So he interrupted the topic, sharply asking, "So the inspection team came this time, is the target Green Land?"

Fang Qing shook her head, this is where family shares nothing with outsiders, especially since someone had already started it.

She threw out three words.

"Not necessarily."

Fang Weiguo was stunned.

Not necessarily?

Could there be a bigger target than Green Land?

"Crunch."

Fang Qing held the fruit plate in one hand and picked another piece of pear to eat, looking at someone.

"You didn’t expect people to stand up against this, did you?"

Jiang Chen, who had just submitted those tobacco and alcohol as reporting materials, chuckled.

He doesn’t smoke.

Otherwise, even if the opponent forgot to take away the cigarette, he wouldn’t understand why they would be so brave.

If this were in an anti-crime drama, those would certainly be quite charismatic characters, likely to evoke empathy and fondness from the audience, perhaps even casting him as an antagonist.

"They’re trying to defy destiny."

Fang Qing chewed, a teasing smile tugging at her lips.

Jiang Chen remained calm and serene, also smiling playfully: "If he pulls out a sniper rifle, I’d respect him as a real man."

Sniper rifle?

Pan Hui was confused, involuntarily lowering her voice, "What are they talking about?"

Fang Weiguo frowned deeply, lost in thought, "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t."

"Did you understand?"

"Obviously."

"Then translate it."

"Recently, go out less."

Fang Weiguo, with a shrewd look, said in a meaningful tone, "Watch more TV."