I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2754 - 1709: Damn—!

The Martial Saint nodded understandingly, knowing that the Nine Carp Painting would require some twists and turns and wouldn’t be resolved quickly.

"Brother, you go ahead and investigate first."

Boss Jiang maintained his composure and did not laugh, watching the Martial Saint leave to find Mr. and Mrs. Wu.

If it’s just based on the similarity of voice and the Dragon Stone Type, combined, the possibility is 50%, fifty-fifty. But after continuous logical deduction in his mind, the probability that the woman on the other end was Pei Yunxi had reached 80% in Jiang Chen’s view.

The so-called priceless treasure actually has a price, but that Nine Carp Painting was genuinely regarded as not for sale by its true owner.

— It must be because he gave it, right?

At that time, when the Dragon Stone Type was revealed, Boss Jiang waved his hand generously, directly regarded it as a specialty from Myanmar, and let Pei Yunxi take it back to give to her parents.

So seeing someone trying to buy it forcefully, her attitude was completely understandable.

You have to know.

That Eastern Venus actually never had an easy-going personality.

Jiang Chen remembered that the first time they met, her attitude was also quite "arrogant".

Alright.

It’s infinitely approaching 100%.

It really is a case of the flood washing over the Dragon King’s temple.

Except, as the Martial Saint said, can’t you be a little more subtle? Even if you’re unhappy and unwilling to sell, couldn’t you be a little more polite? Beyond the mountain, there are higher mountains, beyond the heavens, there are greater heavens. If she really provokes some big shot, as a single woman, who does she plan to rely on for support?

After thinking it over, Boss Jiang still decided not to make a call to verify.

Hmm.

It’s completely for the Martial Saint’s sake.

If the Martial Saint found out that the other side was Pei Yunxi, and Pei Yunxi found out that the other side was the Martial Saint, wouldn’t that be humorous?

With Boss Jiang’s character, he certainly wouldn’t do something that harms others without benefiting himself.

On the other side.

Famed and successful carving master Xu Lun was sighing over the absurdity of the world.

A kid who seemingly emerged from nowhere, probably just the age of a high school student, casually opening with an offer of a billion.

In his industry, he’s interacted with all sorts of rich people, and billionaires aren’t few, but having assets worth a billion and being able to casually spend a billion to buy an item are worlds apart in concept!

It’s like jadeite.

Some jadeite is just jadeite.

Some jadeite, however, is Dragon Stone Type!

A billion.

If the Nine Carp Painting were truly his, from that day onward, he wouldn’t need to bend his back for a pittance, and could carve purely for passion...

Stop.

Xu Lun quickly cut off his wandering thoughts. In this business, dealing with rare treasures daily, one must also learn to control greed and desire.

Having won the Heavenly Craft Exhibition’s gold prize, his fame skyrocketed, and his future "work fees" were sure to rise as well.

Be content.

"Ding—"

The ringtone started to ring.

Reaching the backstage area, Xu Lun fished out his nearly shattered phone, glanced at the caller ID, and involuntarily smiled, which then turned complicated as he pressed the answer button.

No one around.

No need to protect the other person’s privacy.

"Miss Pei."

The person on the other end wasn’t just his client but also his benefactor. No matter how good your skills, without raw materials of sufficient quality, it’s still lacking. There’s no doubt, if it weren’t for the Dragon Stone Type and instead other jadeite was used, even if the final effect was identical, his Nine Carp Painting couldn’t possibly cut through the competition to win gold.

So he was grateful to her.

Of course.

Also admiration.

There’s nothing to deny about it.

When facing the name Pei Yunxi, no man can remain indifferent unless he’s not a man.

"What was the name of that kid just now?"

See.

Even though she’s been elevated to a pedestal, she hasn’t become conceited. After calming down, she still called over to find out.

She’s single.

If she stirs up trouble, which fall guy can she find to take the blame?

Never overestimate the perspective of those in high positions.

Besides, what she said just now was indeed quite unpleasant.

Of course.

Females don’t necessarily have to depend on males.

She’s long been beyond just a star; she herself is a dynasty.

But there’s still that old saying.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be victorious in a hundred battles.

There’s no harm in understanding the other side’s background in advance.

"I don’t know."

Xu Lun replied with a wry smile while holding the phone: "Miss Pei, that Nine Carp Painting attracted too many people. Although I had already communicated with the exhibition side to label it as not for sale, it couldn’t stop the enthusiasm of visitors. I had no choice but to come out personally to explain, and then that kid came running over, grabbing me, and no matter how I tried to reason with him, it didn’t work. He insisted on buying, which is why I was forced to call Miss Pei."

Some women are not to be touched, even in dreams.

Like a fairy who can only belong to Heavenly Palace.

Working for Heavenly Palace, Xu Lun had clear knowledge.

As an actress, in recent years, she suddenly stopped acting, rarely appearing in the spotlight, then found him and produced a massive Dragon Stone Type that was rare even in Heavenly Palace, asking him to create a masterpiece.

Just now.

She was indifferent to the billion offer.

What do all these signs say?

He couldn’t think about it, and he didn’t want to.

Just as fans treat idols, always sealing the most perfect side of the idol in their hearts. If it conflicts with reality, then reality gets blocked out.

"What about his physical characteristics?"

Could it be.

She’s only discovering it afterwards?

Feeling the voice on the phone sounded familiar?

Xu Lun pondered, then said, "He looks... pretty handsome."

If that was heard by the Martial Saint kid, it might lighten his gloomy mood a bit. However, "handsome" doesn’t count as a physical feature.

"That kid probably hasn’t left yet. How about this, I’ll take a picture for Miss Pei?"

Xu Lun offered, fully understanding her intent.

"Thank you."

Where was the rudeness?

"Miss Pei, please wait a moment."

After hanging up, Xu Lun immediately got to work. He didn’t show up personally but sent someone, and in just about ten minutes, they easily completed the task.

The photo angle was good, fully capturing the front of the kid’s face, with two middle-aged people beside him.

After checking, Xu Lun confirmed the target was correct and immediately sent the photo over.

No response came from the other side.

Hmm.

No matter how things develop next, it’s none of his business as a craftsman.

Deciding to play deaf and dumb, Boss Jiang leisurely roamed the exhibition hall, looking for the Wus, but before he could see them, his phone in his pocket rang first.

Out of nowhere.

For some reason.

When he heard the phone ringing, his heart slightly constricted, and a not-very-pleasant feeling arose in him.

He took a look.

Perfect.

Even more coincidental.

It turned out to be Goddess Pei.

She took the initiative to call him. If it wasn’t like Mars crashing into Earth, it was at least equivalent to an iron tree blooming.

What’s the saying?

When someone you don’t usually connect with suddenly contacts you, it’s either to borrow money or to invite you out, but it’s definitely not a good thing.

"Ring ring ring—"

The phone kept ringing.

Escaping definitely wouldn’t solve the problem.

After all, she knew his home address, as the Martial Saint said; they lived in the same community.

With a warm smile, someone pressed the answer button, put the phone to his ear, and before he could speak, the voice from the other side came across without restraint.

Already had their honeymoon.

So there’s no need for reservations.

"You’re at the Heavenly Craft Exhibition?"

"..."

Jiang Chen opened his mouth and then closed it again, not even giving him room to maneuver?

"How do you know?"

Even though the other party started domineeringly, Jiang Chen wasn’t about to surrender without a fight; his voice full of curiosity was quite realistic.

"Where’s the Martial Saint?"

Is that just an actor’s sense of smell, no, hearing?

"He’s wandering around the exhibition; do you need him for something?"

"Want to take back the items you’ve given away?"

The lightness at the corner of Jiang Chen’s mouth came to a halt; just as he was about to speak, the other party didn’t give him a chance.

"It’s possible. We can split it in half. I’ve promised someone. After the exhibition, I’ll smash it, and you can take it."

"You..."

Jiang Chen’s lips twitched, barely saying a word before hearing a "beep" from the other side.

The call ended.

Boss Jiang held the disconnected phone in a stance as if still talking, motionless for quite a while.

Damn—!