I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2565 - 1607: Magnificent

It’s still arrogance that cuts deep into the bone.

If it were just a flaw, it could be changed, but this isn’t a flaw, this is a worldview.

Trying to correct an adult’s worldview through mere persuasion is futile, so Fan Wanli chose not to waste his breath further.

"I understand. Then does Young Master Zhou have confidence?"

"Confidence?"

"Does Young Master Zhou think he can win?"

"At the very least, I won’t lose."

Fan Wanli said nothing, just smiled.

"Why is Chairman Fan laughing? Don’t agree with what I said?"

Fan Wanli stepped forward and came to the edge of the rooftop, standing next to Zhou Shaohua. He looked down on his construction site, overlooking Sha City that had been under his reign for half his life.

"Whether Young Master Zhou wins or loses, I won’t be able to see it."

Just a step away, Zhou Shaohua pursed his lips and couldn’t help but turn his head slightly.

"Since you knew, why did you come today?"

"Schrodinger’s Cat. Only by lifting the lid will the answer be known."

Schrodinger’s Cat, a state of both life and death, only by opening the box will the two internal guesses collapse into one result.

Of course, those who are uneducated may not understand, but as a child of an official family, Zhou Shaohua certainly wouldn’t lack for education. He gave a silent smile, looking at Fan Wanli, who was astonishingly calm.

"I still underestimated Chairman Fan’s magnanimity, thank you for the last lesson."

"Will Young Master Zhou take action, or should I do it myself?"

Zhou Shaohua was silent, gazing into the distance with a hint of regret and pity, "Chairman Fan has nothing more to say?"

"I’ve already said enough today."

Zhou Shaohua remained silent.

Seeing his inaction, Fan Wanli smiled just as he had climbed onto the rooftop earlier, knowing the result.

The elderly man, soon to enter his sixtieth year, lifted his foot once more.

Standing boldly on the wall whose poor quality was proven beyond doubt.

Both feet.

"Whoosh—"

The wind grew fiercer.

Zhou Shaohua remained indifferent, expressionless.

"This life of mine has been worth living."

"Click."

As expected.

It wasn’t that Zhou Shaohua had bad luck; the entire project’s quality did have severe issues. A careless step could break it, and Fan Wanli standing on it could only end in collapse.

And unfortunately.

Fan Wanli didn’t fall backward; along with the crumbling bricks, he plunged from the height of a hundred meters, hurling himself forward.

Zhou Shaohua stood motionless, watching as the accident unfolded right before his eyes.

"Thud."

Down below.

Looking at the falling bricks, a group of people waiting for the chairman were momentarily stunned.

As predicted.

There was a reason for the rule about wearing helmets on the construction site.

After a moment of shock, the group of people in white helmets all looked up simultaneously.

And then.

All froze.

A shadow blocked the light, descending rapidly, carrying with it potential energy that made their hearts skip a beat.

"Boom!"

Everyone involuntarily shuddered.

The fact was proved—the human body falling from a great height does not bounce.

Beneath the building he developed.

Fan Wanli lay facing upward, eyes lifelessly wide open, his body convulsing uncontrollably, blood quickly seeping underneath him, along with an unknown white fluid, a horrifying sight.

The scene was silent, then erupted into chaos!

"Ah!!!!"

Some female colleagues, whose psychological resilience was relatively fragile, widened their eyes in horror, screaming sharply.

"Is that... the chairman?"

"Ambulance! Call an ambulance!!!"

Falling from thirty-three floors, calling an ambulance would mostly be in vain; only calling Daluo Golden Immortal might help.

Someone screamed.

Someone called for help.

Someone dialed the ambulance.

Someone called the police.

And someone else.

Was standing in the breeze.

On the rooftop.

Zhou Shaohua still stood there, not avoiding suspicion, listening to the chaos downstairs, slowly exhaling, a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Magnificent."