I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1002 - 714 Party

Chapter 1002: 714 Party

"They invite you over for food and fun, and here you are trash-talking them."

"Trash-talking? I’m just stating the facts. Besides, I think there’s nothing shameful about it. Facing your fears and challenging them is commendable, don’t you agree, Lawyer Ding?"

Ding He took a sip of his lemonade and nodded.

Tong Dan smiled and withdrew her gaze, turning to Fang Qing, "Not having a drink?"

Fang Qing shook her head, "Driving."

"I can call you a designated driver."

"Where would you find a designated driver here?"

"Fine, then. I won’t play host anymore. Make yourselves comfortable."

Fang Qing smiled, teasing, "You really see yourself as the host, don’t you?"

Tong Dan shrugged her shoulders, sipping champagne and casually surveying the surroundings.

"The weather is so nice, aren’t you going to take a dip? With such great bodies, you should show off to everyone, otherwise it’s a waste."

By the poolside,

a handsome man with a chiseled face and a mischievous grin.

In the deep of the night, he wore sunglasses, oozing swagger, surrounded by Yan and beauties, like clouds around him.

Although it was a heated pool, swimming in this season?

The various types of beauties, although fawning over him, weren’t foolish, and they protested coyly.

"Young Master Yu, it’s too cold, we could catch a cold getting in the water."

"Yeah, Young Master Yu, you really don’t understand how to cherish the fairer sex."

"Big Brother Yu, I didn’t bring a change of clothes."

...

Any man would surely envy such a scene.

It was truly soul-stirring, and one could easily forget to return home.

But this Young Master Yu, Big Brother Yu, was very sober, still smiling, "Really, nobody wants to take a dip?"

The beauties did not respond, simply batting their eyelids and giving inviting yet coy glances.

Young Master Yu didn’t waste any more words, took off a cartoonish watch from his wrist without hesitation, and threw it into the pool.

"Splash."

Water rippled out, and the blue surface of the pool stirred.

The beauties, coveted by many, looked on in wonder and confusion.

"Whoever gets it can keep the watch."

The beautiful women, each a match for online goddesses, showed no interest. Being able to squeeze into a party of this caliber proved their shrewdness, and a cool, high-profile beauty spoke up, "Young Master Yu, are you amusing us with a toy?"

That watch, of course, they had observed before, and it even had Mickey Mouse on it—how much could it possibly be worth?

Indeed.

That cartoonish watch did look like a toy.

For the rich, indeed, a watch was just a toy.

At that moment,

Mao Dun came over, "That watch is a limited edition collaboration between Audemars Piguet and Disney, and it’s been discontinued. There’s no buying it even if you want to. But if you were to sell it, it should be around 3 million."

After a brief silence,

"Splash... Splash..."

One after another, the sounds of falling into the water ensued.

The women who were just now reserved hurriedly turned around, no longer caring about catching colds or not having clothes to change into, and dived into the water one after another.

Young Master Yu watched with glee.

Fang Qing, of course, witnessed this spectacle as well, her expression calm.

Everyone has their own pursuits.

As long as it’s not illegal, outsiders have no right to judge.

However, what she didn’t expect was that Mao Dun was bringing that young man, flattered and feted by all, over to them.

"Feihong, let me introduce you. This is Tong Dan, and here is the founder of our Capital City Tianhe Law Firm, the great Lawyer Ding, and this is Lawyer Fang Qing."

"Fang Qing?"

Upon hearing that name, even the distinctly notable Yu Feihong finally lifted his hand and pushed down the sunglasses from the bridge of his nose.

He sized up Fang Qing.

"Are you the lawyer taking over Li Bing’s case?"

"Yes, if it weren’t for Fang Qing, Guan Libing would probably have faced a bleak fate."

Before Fang Qing could speak, Tong Dan couldn’t help but flaunt her good friend’s achievement.

The reason she brought Fang Qing was because she knew the vast disparity between Mao Dun’s status and hers made her feel somewhat inadequate for attending the party, so she had Fang Qing accompany her to "hold the fort."

Having spoken for Fang Qing, all Fang Qing could do was smile politely.

"So it’s really you. I didn’t expect to meet a living legend."

Although he sounded world-weary and heedless, he took off his sunglasses and smiled broadly.

"Welcome."

Fang Qing and her friends, of course, did not recognize this face.

But if Jiang Chen were here, it would certainly not be unfamiliar to him.

Wasn’t this the same guy who hit on him at K.E while he was buying clothes for Tanki Liuli at Xidan?

Only now, the female star Miss Yan who had been with him at the time was nowhere to be seen.

It figures.

Such a noble son was likely to change female companions more often than his clothes.

"Is only Fang Qing welcome?"

Tong Dan feigned dissatisfaction.

Indeed, that was just her personality. Any other girl would probably be feeling awkward by now, but she was different.

She cared about the hierarchy of social status, but it seemed she didn’t care that much.

Yu Feihong’s gaze shifted to her, "Are you Mao Dun’s lifesaver?"

"Lifesaver?"

Tong Dan looked puzzled.

"Mao Dun said it was his first time on a plane, and he nearly passed out from fear. You were the one who saved him."

Hearing this, both Fang Qing and Ding He could barely contain their laughter.

Mao Dun, not embarrassed at all, said with lingering fear, "The weather was bad that day, the plane was as turbulent as a tractor during takeoff. You’d have been just the same."

"Get out of here."

Yu Feihong mocked, "Look at this girl. She spends more than twenty days a month flying and isn’t scared at all. And you, a grown man, are afraid of flying—laughable."

"This is genetically ingrained, you understand jack."

Fang Qing found it all amusing.

Having studied at the School of Political Science and Law for four years and working in Capital City afterward, she had certainly seen her share of rich kids from Imperial City.

But this sort was a first for her.

"So you’re the beautiful Tong Dan? Let me remind you, you’ve seen how cowardly he can be. He’s fine to be friends with, but if you’re considering a relationship, forget it. In danger, he’d probably run faster than you."

"Fuck! She and I are just buddies."

Mao Dun cursed.

Tong Dan, never shy, responded magnanimously, "Don’t worry, I would never date someone who’s afraid to fly."

Yu Feihong, who could casually discard a watch worth millions, gave a thumbs up, "That’s a splendid criterion for choosing a partner, I wholeheartedly approve."

Fang Qing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

"Ding Ling Ling..."

A phone rang.

Ding He, who had kept smiling the whole time, set down his lemon water and took out his phone from his suit pocket. A frown briefly crossed his brow, but it was just for a moment before he regained his composure. He then silenced the phone, neither answering nor hanging up, and put it back in his pocket.

"Lawyer Fang, I’d like to interview you, is that okay?"

As a guest, Fang Qing naturally couldn’t refuse, so she nodded.

"The case with Guan Libing, I’ve heard of it. With the public opinion at that time, even well-known attorneys were reluctant to take it on. I heard it was your first case; where did your courage come from?"

Yu Feihong asked, glancing at Ding He, "Did Attorney Ding give it to you?"

Beauty.

He’d seen too many, slept with too many.

So, more than Fang Qing’s appearance, he was interested in the talent hidden beneath the skin.

This was a form of respect.

Perhaps due to upbringing, influenced by what he’d been exposed to, he, like his father, had always respected cultured individuals.

Moreover.

Just two days ago, at Xidan, he had encountered a spectacular beauty, and the aftertaste had not yet faded, making him genuinely uninterested in other women.

"The Guan Libing case, I wasn’t involved in it. From beginning to end, Fang Qing handled it alone..."

Ding He didn’t take credit. His phone in his pocket rang again before he finished speaking.

"Sorry, I need to take this call."

He turned and walked to a quieter spot, his back to Fang Qing and the others, studying the phone for a while before finally pressing the answer button.

"What’s wrong?"

The normally amiable and friendly man now had a deeply furrowed brow.

"Why haven’t you returned? Weren’t you free today?"

"There’s a social commitment."

"What commitment? Get back here now!"

The woman’s voice on the other end suddenly rose, commanding and imperious.

"How can I cancel this? It’s a major client of the law firm. Just an hour."

"What kind of sudden commitment? Ding He, stop playing tricks with me. You have half an hour. If I don’t see you in half an hour, you’re in for it!"

With that, the call was abruptly ended.

Ding He slowly lowered the phone, his fingers gradually clenched, holding the phone tightly, his face turning pallid.