I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2555 - 1603: Guan Mansion

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Previously on I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping...

Zhang Zhongquan has been hospitalized and is in critical condition, with Mai Encui and Fang Weiguo suspecting a conspiracy and Mai Encui pleading with Jiang Chen for help. She expresses remorse for their past actions but insists they were framed and didn't intend to harm anyone. Mai Encui forces her son, Zhang Xiaoqiang, to kneel and beg Jiang Chen for help, highlighting his innocence. Jiang Chen then declares he will deliver justice.

"Just got married and you’re already busy making money, not spending more time with your wife. What, didn’t feel the wedding gift money was enough?"

Junzi Barbecue Shop.

Fu Zili, while eating skewers, made a joke.

Wu Yubin was also there; Hong’an and Sha City were so close, just a bridge across the river, less than an hour’s drive.

"I would love to spend time with her, but her vacation won’t allow it. How about you talk to her hospital leadership, maybe they’ll give her a few more days off?"

Marriage leave differs from maternity leave; a week is probably the max.

"Ha."

Fu Zili clasped his hands in salute, "You have too much faith in me. I’m not an official, not that capable. My word counts for nothing."

"President Fu is still being modest."

Tie Jun raised his glass for a toast.

Three men from different backgrounds and lives passionately clinked glasses.

"So, being married, any new insights to share with singles like me and Wu Squad Leader?"

Tie Jun didn’t speak, just raised his hand to point at his shoulder.

"What do you mean?"

"Can’t you see? There’s a heavyweight of responsibility on my shoulder."

Fu Zili chuckled in surprise, "Get outta here. Wen Rong is so thrifty and independent; you should be more relaxed."

Tie Jun nodded in agreement, a face full of happiness, "That’s true."

"No call for Jiang Chen?"

Fu Zili asked.

Tie Jun shook his head, "Let’s play it safe, or we’ll be in trouble if Qing Gege starts keeping tabs on us."

Fu Zili smiled knowingly, sighed lightly, this time not regretting but mingling it with anticipation and blessings.

It felt like a dramatic turning point in a scene of a melodrama.

"Mr. Jiang..."

Wu Yubin suddenly hesitated to speak.

Tie Jun and Fu Zili turned to look at him.

"Old Squad Leader, just say what’s on your mind; President Fu is reliable."

Reliable.

Sha City dialect.

It means dependable, not an outsider.

"A few days ago, someone approached me, asking me to be a go-between to deliver a message to Mr. Jiang."

Tie Jun and Fu Zili were both surprised upon hearing.

Tie Jun frowned quickly, eyes twinkled, stopped eating and drinking, gathered his joking demeanor.

"Who is it? Is it convenient for Wu Squad Leader to say?"

People who’ve lived in this world have quick reflexes.

Since the topic is out, Wu Yubin wasn’t planning to hide. He clearly understood his position on this matter.

"Surname Zhou, Zhou Shaohua."

"Who’s Zhou Shaohua?"

Tie Jun apparently never heard of this person.

"Young Master Zhou?"

Fu Zili’s pupils shrank slightly, probing.

Wu Yubin nodded.

Fu Zili’s gaze flickered, pondering something.

"Which one of you will explain this to an ordinary citizen like me?"

Tie Jun wasn’t one for gossip, but things concerning Jiang Chen naturally aroused curiosity.

Fu Zili didn’t put Wu Yubin on the spot, "You run a business, at least you should know who our officials are."

"I know, it’s Zhou..."

Tie Jun blurted out, then suddenly realized, and his face quickly changed.

He immediately stared at Wu Yubin, "Old Squad Leader, what’s the situation? How did they get to you when looking for Jiang Chen?"

"Probably because both of you were groomsmen at your wedding."

Tie Jun confusedly looked back at Fu Zili, "My wedding?"

Fu Zili silently nodded, "After all, your wedding was quite sensational."

Tie Jun understood, realized something, stared at Fu Zili, "Did you know anything?"

Fu Zili didn’t speak, lost in thought, sipping his drink alone.

"What exactly happened, Young Master Zhou didn’t say clearly, but I feel it’s probably something unpleasant."

Wu Yubin said.

He couldn’t afford to offend either side, hence needing both parties to see his neutral stance.

"Should I make a call and ask?"

Tie Jun muttered, as a buddy, ignorance was one thing, but knowing and not acting was not right.

"What are we calling for? Even if there’s anything unpleasant, the level of confrontation is beyond us, what can we do?"

"Provide emotional support, of course."

Fu Zili was stunned, and Wu Yubin laughed too.

"Alright, if you want to call, go ahead."

Tie Jun didn’t reach for his phone, locked on Fu Zili, "You surely know."

Fu Zili pinched some peanuts, "Even if I know, I can’t say anything. Immortals fighting doesn’t concern small fry like us. Drinking beer and eating skewers is much more fun."

There were only three of them, none of them fools.

Even though Fu Zili hadn’t said anything, he had actually given away a lot.

Clearly.

It was not just a minor unpleasantness.

"I am small fry, you are not."

Tie Jun muttered.

"Stop."

Fu Zili quickly said, "Don’t flatter me, I’m not buying it. Beneath the Nascent Soul, all are ordinary."

Tie Jun laughed, unexpectedly not continuing the issue, focusing on his drink.

Wu Yubin felt puzzled watching this scene.

He knew that this young man was extraordinary, but the Zhou Family wasn’t ordinary either.

Not worried at all?