I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2753 - 1709: Damn—!

"Holy Saint, who is this Sister Yunxi you’re talking about?"

"Pei Yunxi. She’s a top-tier domestic actress, not just in our country—foreigners know her too. They held a global most beautiful face selection abroad, and Sister Yunxi is on the list. Plus, the movies she made abroad have created unprecedented history. She’s the pride of us Shen Zhou people!"

Wu Sheng spoke fervently, standing tall and proud, feeling a sense of honor.

Jiang Chen watched quietly, further realizing a truth.

There’s no absolute good or evil in this world.

It’s all determined by one’s stance.

Pei Yunxi is beautiful and kind-hearted, a national treasure.

But the woman on the phone was an arrogant and rude hag.

"Do you know Pei Yunxi?"

Wu Guangjiang interjected in surprise.

Wu Sheng cast a sideways glance, "Why? You know her too?"

Unexpectedly, Wu Guangjiang nodded without hesitation, "Of course I know her!"

He sighed, "That girl is indeed beautiful, there are only a few like her nationwide."

No need for modesty.

Your daughter is not bad either.

Of course.

This was Boss Jiang’s inner thoughts.

Wu Guangjiang’s concept of "knowing" certainly differs from Wu Sheng’s. This is the notoriety of celebrities as public figures: living in a rural village, Wu Guangjiang doesn’t know Jiang Chen, the man behind the scenes, but has experienced Pei Yunxi’s beauty.

"How do you know her? Are you close?"

Wu Guangjiang continued questioning Wu Sheng.

"We’re from the same neighborhood!"

Wu Sheng blurted out, brimming with pride.

"Cough, cough..."

Someone seemed to have a sore throat.

"Really?"

Wu Guangjiang was astonished, getting excited.

For ordinary people, the allure of celebrities, especially top-tier ones, speaks for itself.

If they could meet her or take a photo, how glorious would it be in the village?

Oops.

Wu Sheng suddenly realized.

He might have spoken out of turn.

Not that he’s afraid of Sister Yunxi, but if he inadvertently exposes Sister Shurui, that would be trouble.

Fortunately, it’s still time for damage control.

"Don’t overthink. Sister Yunxi is a big star, very busy, she can’t just casually meet anyone."

Wu Sheng quickly interrupted, shutting down Wu Guangjiang, and in an instant, donned a righteous demeanor.

"Look at your age, and still chasing stars?"

Son lecturing father.

It’s downright rebellious.

But Boss Jiang was unfazed, "Uncle, you and Aunt can continue your tour."

"Wait a minute."

Wu Guangjiang looked at his son, "Then how about getting a signature?"

"Wu Guangjiang, look at you. You absolutely cannot meet her, that’s too embarrassing for me."

To avoid him pestering, Wu Sheng placated, "A signature, right? If there’s a chance, I’ll ask Sister Yunxi for one and mail it to you, sound good?"

"Alright. You turned fifteen today, you better keep your word."

Wu Sheng waved his hand, "Quickly, go with Mom to browse some more and see if there’s anything else you like."

Wu Guangjiang left contentedly with Lan’s mother, strolling around the Heavenly Craft Exhibition.

"Brother, what’s up?"

After the parents left, Wu Sheng asked.

"Well... what exactly did the woman say on the phone to you?"

Dragon Stone Type is indeed rare and non-replicable, but it’s unlikely the world only has one piece.

Boss Jiang was extremely cautious, merely reasonable to suspect, not hastily concluding.

At the mention of this, Wu Sheng immediately turned "fierce," recounting the whole call with gritted teeth, with no embellishment, objectively recounting the words.

"Not selling means not selling, asking for ten billion, and mentioning getting my parents... Bro, that woman isn’t insulting me, she’s slapping your face."

Comrade Jiang Chen was not provoked.

"Does she know me?"

It was a double entendre.

But Wu Sheng obviously didn’t catch the deeper meaning.

The events in Myanmar, how could he know, he hadn’t run away from home then.

"I don’t know. But bro, isn’t she too arrogant? Isn’t she afraid of provoking someone she can’t afford to?"

Knowing the full content of the call, while still unable to confirm the identity, at least one thing can be proven.

Wu Sheng "doesn’t know" the other party.

The other party also "doesn’t know" Wu Sheng.

Indeed.

The world is vast and the ocean is boundless. Through the intermediary’s phone, how could anyone associate with the person on the other end? At most, it’s like Wu Sheng, thinking the voice sounds familiar. Besides, if it weren’t for Boss Jiang’s reminder, he wouldn’t even have taken notice.

"Bro, why don’t you check who she really is."

Wu Sheng urged, feeling restless as if ants were biting his heart; he would certainly feel uncomfortable for a while if he didn’t ferret out the opposite side.

Jiang Chen remained calm, his expression deep, and asked rhetorically, "Do you really want to check?"

"Uh-huh!"

Wu Sheng nodded firmly, "I’m really curious to see what kind of woman is more arrogant than my sister!"

If it were Lan Peizhi reacting, what that would be is hard to guess, but judging from the conversation with Wu Sheng, she indeed seemed "arrogant."

Certainly.

Objectively speaking.

It’s not entirely the other party’s fault either.

The master sculptor explained multiple times that it’s not for sale, yet they threatened and persuaded to call and harass. The person on the phone continued to refuse selling, persisting in entanglement. Anyone would find it hard to maintain a good disposition.

In conclusion.

It was an unfortunate coincidence.

Rarely visiting the Heavenly Craft Exhibition, it just so happened to hit upon this year’s gold prize piece not for sale—such a coincidence!

Therefore.

Whether the person’s temperament is good or bad is actually debatable.

But being wealthy is certainly true.

Offering up to a billion without a stir—a woman like that, counting on fingers, there are truly few in the nation.

"Go to your parents. See what they like, and make a move first."